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Coming Home - Harry Styles One Shot

Request: Harry and Y/N grew up together and are pretty close friends. They both always had a bit of crush/feelings for the other, but never actually dated. But maybe now they’re older that changes?

Coming back home for any period of time was always something you looked forward too. Waking up in your old childhood bedroom, helping your parents make breakfast or dinner, walking around at all the awesome hangout spots you spent your childhood days at, but most of all coming back home was your favorite when you were there the same time as your best friend, Harry Styles.

You and Harry were next door neighbors since you were about eight or nine. You thought he was annoying and he was, but he grew on you, and so did your friendship. As you both entered teen-hood, you started seeing your best friend as more than a friend, but you never told him of your feelings because one you weren’t exactly sure of them yourself and two you didn’t want to tell him only for him to say he didn’t feel the same way.

And of course, you didn’t really the chance anyway because eventually he auditioned for the X Factor and he was thrown into the world’s biggest band. Now, he was no longer apart of that band, but he was just as big as a solo artist. Despite all of this, you two still remained close friends, which also meant your feelings did as well.

But still, you never acted upon them. You knew Harry wasn’t shallow, but knowing who some of his ex girlfriends or at least girls he had dated previously, didn’t really give you a ton of confidence in pursing a relationship with him. It’s not that you didn’t think you were beautiful or good looking, but it was more the fact that they were famous and you weren’t.

Well, you weren’t technically famous. You were a well known blogger and photographer, but you weren’t making millions. You had started a blog when you were in university, it was mostly about books you were reading or had read, your favorite music, etc. But then when you decide University wasn’t for you, you took up learning more about photography, which is what really put you on the map.

You had arrived to your parent’s house while they were still at work. You ended up unpacking since you would be there for the next week. The weather was quite nice outside, so you decided to enjoy it. You grabbed your camera and headed out on a nice, leisurely walk. You had walked down to the pond that was near your house and started snapping photos along the way.

Of course, you had one of those modern, expensive cameras, but the camera you loved using the most was the vintage camera Harry had given you for your birthday a few years ago.

You loved coming to the pond because it was always private and you and Harry had plenty of picnics and chats while throwing rocks into the water. There were birds flying over the water and you quickly started snapping away. You were so wrapped up and focused on what you were doing, you hadn’t heard the crunching of leaves and sticks behind you.

In fact, you hadn’t realized someone was behind you until they poked your sides, causing you to whip around. Your hand stopped just a few centimeters from their cheek, when you realized it was Harry standing there with a smirk on his face.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You snapped hitting his arm instead.

“Ow!” He groaned rubbing his arm. “I’m sorry.” He laughed.

You glared at him, “What are you even doing here?”

“Weeellll, aren’t we miss fucking rude?” He said. “Here I thought you’d be excited to see me.”

“I’d been more excited had you not snuck up on me like a fucking crazy person,” you mumbled.

“I’m sorry,” he said opening his arms.

You rolled your eyes wrapping your arms around his waist in a hug. He smiled kissing the top of your head.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to be home?” You asked.

“Because then it wouldn’t have been a surprise,” he smiled. “I actually just pulled up and saw you making your way out here, so I followed you.”

“That literally sounds like something a stalker would do,” you said.

“Eh,” he shrugged.

“How long are you here for?” You asked.

“About two weeks,” he said. “It’ll be the last time I’m able to come home before tour starts. All the craziness for the starts soon, so I wanted to make sure I saw my Mum for a bit.”

“Always the Mummy’s boy,” you joked.

“Damn proud of it, too,” he smirked.

You shook your head with a laughed, “Anyway, I’m happy you’re here,” you smiled. “I have missed you.”

“What was that?” He smirked.

“Oh piss of,” you rolled your eyes. “You know you missed me, too.”

“Yeah, I guess I did,” he said.

You smirked unwrapping your arms from around him and sitting down on the ground, while Harry joins you.

“I never get tired of coming here,” you smiled.

“Me either,” he said. “Sometimes when I’m really stressed, I wish I could just come here for a bit, you know.”

“I do know,” you smiled. “But I do have to say, it’s weird coming here without you.”

“I agree,” he nodded.

A few moments of silence passed by, when Harry cleared his throat.

You looked over at him, curiously, “Something on your mind?”

He bit his lip and ran his hand through his hair, “There’s always something on my mind,” he laughed.

“You know what I mean smart ass,” you rolled your eyes.

“I want to tell you something,” he said.

You turned to face him, “I’m all ears,” you said.

“You are without a doubt my best friend,” he said. “One of the only people who has supported me and loved me and been there for me for ages. You’ve never looked at me different or treated me differently. I’m still just Harry to you.”

“Always,” you smiled. “You never have to worry about that.”

“I know,” he smiled taking your hand. “But there’s something I’ve been keeping from you since I was fourteen.”

“Oh god,” you said. “What’s going on?”

He took a deep breath, “I’ve always, sort of, kinda, always had a crush on you,” he blushed.

Your mouth dropped as you looked at him, “Uh-what now?”

He groaned running his hand over his face, “I have feelings for you. I’ve always had.”

You hit his arm, “What the fuck, Harry!”

“Ow! What?” He whined. “Why are you always hitting me?”

“Because you’re annoying,” you groaned. “Why didn’t you ever say anything before now?”

“I don’t know,” he blushed. “I guess.. I was just worried it would ruin our friendship or something.... and I guess I would correct since your first reaction is to hit me.”

“Only because I’ve always had feelings for you, but never said anything because I never to the vibe that you liked me,” you groaned. “God, we could have been married with like three kids by now, had you said something earlier,” you joked.

“Wait? You’ve liked me this entire time, too?” He asked.

“Well, yeah,” you said.

“Then why didn’t you say anything?” He asked.

You sighed looking down.

“Hey, you can tell me,” he said squeezing your hand.

“It’s just... it’s stupid really, but I was comparing myself to the girls you’ve been with in the past, and I didn’t think I could be in the running,” you admitted.

He sighed pulling you into his lap, “Why would you think that?”

“Because I’m a girl and it’s what we do,” you mumbled.

“Well, there’s no comparisons,” he said. “Because you’re beautiful, you’re amazing, you’re my best friend, you’re everything to me, etc, etc. I love you as my friend... and I’m pretty sure I love you as more than a friend, too.”

“Wow,” you whispered. “I uh. I was not expecting you to say that.”

“That makes two of us,” he whispered.

“So, what does this mean for us, now?” You asked.

“That depends,” he said. “On what you want it to mean.”

“Should we give this go though?” You asked. “Is the timing even right? You said it yourself you’re going on tour in a few months.”

“Y/N,” he said. “I’ve gone on how many tours in the past ten years and never once did we lose touch or go a day or two without talking. Why would that change this time?”

“I don’t know,” you sighed.

“Unless, you don’t want us to give it try,” he said.

“I didn’t say that,” you said. “But I am a little skeptical. What if this doesn’t work out behind us... would we still be able to be friends?”

“I don’t see why not,” he said. “We were friends before, why would that change?”

“You’re right,” you sighed.

“What was that?” He smirked.

“Yeah, I’m not saying again,” you said.

“Aw, come on,” he smirked.

“Yeah, not gonna happen,” you said. “So, bugger off about it.”

He laughed, “So, then does this mean what I think it means?”

You turned to face him, “I guess it does,” you smiled. “Now, are you going to kiss me or what?”

He smiled bringing his hands up your cheeks before pressing his lips against yours.

Sooo... yeah... I’m not that happy with this update, but I don’t find it too terrible either. Hopefully you agree. Lol. Here’s to hoping I’ll be updating a little more now!

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