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watermelonlovershigh · 9 months

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Each Harry Eras ... (You Can't Sleep Text Conversation)

AN: got the inspo to do this from tiktok. let me know if you think this is somewhat accurate or not.

This contains: mostly fluff, mentions of weed, implications of smut

{ fetus!harry - fratboy!harry - prince!harry - longhaired!harry - dunkirk!harry - fineline!harry - loveontour!harry - boyfriend!harry - fiancé!harry - husband!harry }

How each Harry era would react to when you tell them you can't sleep, through text.

{Fetus Harry - boyfriend!harry}

Y/N: baby i can't sleep : (

Harry: i'm sorry. snuggle with the stuffed bear i bought you last week and try and pretend i'm there to cuddle you in person. love and miss you :(

Y/N: ok i will. see you soon?

Harry: yep. my mum said i can come over tomorrow after my shift at the bakery. i'll even bring you that fancy bread you like.

Y/N: oh yes, please do. ok going to try and sleep now.

Harry: night.

{Frat Boy Harry - boyfriend!harry}

Y/N: H, i can't sleep. 😭

Harry: awe baby, i wish i was there to cuddle with you. we're on tour until the end of the month and then i get to come home for a few weeks.

Y/N: i wish it was sooner. 😔 you always give me the best cuddles when i can't sleep.

Harry: i know baby. try and spray some of my cologne on your pillow and maybe that'll help. love you. gtg. they're calling us back on stage now.

Y/N: ok. and have a great show.

{Prince Harry - boyfriend!harry}

Y/N: harry i can't sleep tonight. i miss you loads and wish you were here with me.

Harry: i'm sorry you can't fall asleep, love. you know i wish more than anything i was with you right now. breaks my heart when you can't sleep and then complain of how tired you are the next day. how about you take one of my t-shirts from my drawer and sleep with it on. i think that will help.

Y/N: ok i will.

Harry: send me a photo of you in the shirt you choose. wanna see how sexy you look in my clothes.

Y/N: k

Y/N: *photo* *standing in front of the mirror wearing his white t-shirt with the band Kiss on the front*

Harry: holy fuck. you look amazing babe. well sleep tight. i gotta take care of some business now.

(by business he didn't mean meetings. seeing you in his shirt did things to him and he needed to, you know, jerk one out.)

{LHH - boyfriend!harry}

Y/N: H, i can't sleep tonight.

Harry: sorry to hear that. i know what can help. go to my special drawer and get some 🌿 to smoke. i know that stuff always makes you sleepy.

Y/N: ok, are you sure though? what if i have a bad reaction?

Harry: yes i'm sure. and you won't. just take a few hits. not too much. then get cozy in my bed. should knock you right out. but if you need anything just call me. i'll answer, alright.

Y/N: ok, yeah. i'll do that.

Harry: and you remember how to set up the blunt right?

Y/N: yes harry. i'm not 5.

Harry: okayyy, was just making sure. night. love you.

{Dunkirk Harry - fiancée!harry}

Y/N: harry i can't fall asleep.

Harry: awe baby, sorry to hear that. did you take your prescribed sleep pills?

Y/N: yes like 2 hours ago. and they're not working tonight.

Harry: i tell you what, give me about 10 minutes and i'll sneak away to facetime you. would you like that? i could sing you to sleep. you pick the song.

Y/N: omg please. and i pick sweet creature. your voice is so soft and relaxing when you sing that song.

Harry: ok 10 minutes, hang on darling.

{Fine Line Harry - husband!harry}

Y/N: babe, i can't fall asleep for the life of me. wish you were here to help. 😭

Harry: i wish i was there too, baby.

Harry: i know what will do the trick. touch yourself, love.

Y/N: WHAT?

Harry: i'm not messing about. touch that pretty pussy of yours. you know when you orgasm you get all sleepy. and i would touch you myself if i were there but since i'm not your hand will just have to do. or your vibrator. whatever you choose.

Y/N: fine... but, can you at least get me going.

Harry: sure 😏 *photo of his erect cock standing tall and proud with his ringed hand wrapped around the base*

Y/N: fuck. are you touching yourself too?

Harry: yep. couldn't not after picturing you rubbing that little clit of yours. got me going instantly.

{Love on Tour Harry - husband!harry}

Y/N: i can't sleep :(

Harry: why are you texting me this? i'm just getting out the shower. in OUR house. i'll be in there in just a second.

Y/N: didn't feel like yelling it to you.

Harry: let me brush my teeth and i'll come put you to sleep.

Y/N: mhm, yeah, how?

Harry: oh, i'll show you how alright. better be naked when i walk in.

Y/N: bet.

(PLEASE REBLOG BECAUSE WRITING IS NOT EASY AND IT'S FREE SO JUST DO IT)

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chaoticloving · 10 months

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So... I had this funny request.. See.. What if Reader is a famous personality? Like they are an actor and a singer at an young age? Like they worked for movies like Harry Potter and marvel and then later on took singing as career option which resulted being an awesome choice as their music skyrocketed. So what if One directions manager arranged a collab with reader? And one direction was also a huge fan of her but Harry had a huge celebrity crush on reader which he had hinted alot of times in interviews which fans could see, reader didn't knew them well only that they were a famous band and she didn't knew their names too? as she was rather busy with her own stuff plus she didn't knew fans shipping her and harry? So when they all saw reader at the office because it was kept a surprise for them with whom they were gonna collab so Harry started fan girling? I mean it's just pure fluff and teen love?

Performance of a Lifetime

harry styles x reader

a/n: lil blurb for ya! changed it a bit! plus some cheesy h for you!

Harry’s never felt more excited in his life, entirely exhausted, but had that excited-about-to-vomit feeling inside of him while practicing this dance routine.

Its how all of one-direction was feeling at the moment. Wanting to drop dead like flys but not because they needed to impress a certain singer, joining them for a charity performance.

Y/n was a house-hold name, from a young age of being a child star, working her ass off to be taken seriously without being taken advantage of, she slowly dipped into the world of music before she started to become the face of the music industry. She was doing a joint performance with one-direction this friday as the headliner for the day.

Harry nearly fainted when his managers told him they were preforming with her; he also didn’t hesitate to go to dance rehearsals when asked too. He needed to make sure his performance was flawless but also needed to work up his abs—and by work up he means create.

This afternoon though, will be the first time him and be the rest of the band meet Y/n. Harry new he had some competition over winning the stars heart; both Zayn and Louis were trying suspiciously hard during rehearsal to outshine one another, and Harry hated every moment of it.

Soon enough though, they were out of the showers and changing into more professional clothing to meet the singer. Harry was tapping his foot, rehearsing how he was going to introduce himself and win over the girl.

“You ready?”

“Huh?”

Niall chuckled and wrapped his arm around Harry as they walked down the long hall. “You’re going to meet your celebrity crush! Big day for you.”

“I don’t have a celebrity crush-“

“Everyone has a celebrity crush. Mine in Selena Gomez.” Niall chided. “I think Zayn likes one of that Hadid girls, Liam likes Miley Cyrus, and Louis likes any celebrity that people say are nice—which I think is a good thing honestly.”

“How’d you know that then.” Harry sighed.

“You remember in X-factor days, those stair videos we did?” Harry nodded. “Someone asked who our celebrity crushes were, and I think yours is the only one that hasn’t changed.

Harry shook his head, ignoring and hoping that Niall is the only one stupid enough to remember whatever video. “But you saw Zayn and Louis in practice today? They were trying much more than normal, no way they don’t have a crush.”

Niall shrugged his shoulders. “She’s hot. Of course they do. I mean, if she talks to me and is nice I might.”

Harry shoved Niall off of him and groaned, speed walking away from his friend and trying to catch up to the rest of the boys.

“Wait up you dolt.” Niall yelled. “Don’t be stupid, I follow the girl code—I won’t date, flirt, or fuck your crush—and the bro code—I will hype you up. Scouts honor.”

Harry sighed. He was grateful for Niall’s help, really; but sometimes it gets a little carried away with matters of the heart.

“Hurry up ya pussys!” Liam shouted from the elevator, holding the door open for the boys. He got a smack from the manager, John, who gave him a stern glare for his word choice.

Harry and Niall got into the cramped elevator and watched as the doors closed. Harry watched the red numbers go up, slowly yet not stopping. He started worrying as he got higher and higher, it was less than five minutes until he meets his crush—he shivered at the thought.

The doors chimed and then opened. The boys pushed each other out, Zayn, Louis, and it seems now Liam were all extra eager to meet Y/n. John walked slowly behind the group, typing away on his phone.

The say the assistant who stood up when the men entered and made a gesture for them to follow her. She knocked on the door. “Y/n you’ve got your entourage here.”

“Entourage-“ Liam questioned, before the door swung open.

Y/n glanced over the boys, giving them a once-over, and then opened the door fully to let them in. “It’s nice to meet you all!” She chided, flashing a quick smile. “Come in! Come in!”

The women turned around and sat at the other end of a long table, filled with mood-boards, pictures, and tons and tons of sheet-filled binders. The rest of them joined on the opposite side. Harry didn’t miss the glance Y/n sent him, it wasn’t as confused as the last time though, it was more…curious.

Harry ignored that thought. He’s just being delusional.

“Alright so one-direction I can’t wait to preform with you all this weekend.” Y/n’s assistant handed her a clipboard, and she flicked through the pages. “I see the songs you want to preform, and I must admit, I’m not hugely familiar with your work and would like to go over them.” Her manager nudged her. “Sorry.” She sighed, clearing her throat. “I’d like to get to know all of you foremost.”

Harry blinked, but Liam didn’t. “My names Liam, huge fan of your work—both music and film. I sing, dance, date, you name it!”

“Alright nice to meet you-“

“I’m Louis. Raised in Doncaster. And I like your work too, especially that one song on your last album—the one that goes like “why not me la la—“

“Would it surprise you if I told you he’s a singer too.” Zayn smirked, hand on Louis’ shoulder to get him to stop. “I’m Zayn, and to make the rest quick that’s Niall and the one on the end is Harry.”

“Hello.”

“Hey.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you all. And I’m Y/n and quite frankly I’m ready to get to work.” The boys nodded in agreement, a little afraid. “So...Story of My Life.”

“Y/n how was it preparing for this event with a group of boys? Annoying I bet.” The interviewer asked.

Y/n and the boys were in their stage outfits, less then an hour left until their due on stage. Harry had on his black skinny jeans, and a grey tang top, his tattoos on display—trying to go for the edgy, bad-boy look. Y/n had on black baggie jeans and a tight, cropped bra-like shirt to match. Harry liked how they looked coordinated.

“It’s been a trip, honestly.” Y/n laughed. “I didn’t know much about one direction, but I like to think that that I’ve made some friends.” Y/n giggled as she pulled in Harry, her arm around his neck. Harry was quite shocked, first of all, he wasn’t apart of the interview, and second of all, she considered him a friend!

“Can you confirm Styles?”

“Oh yeah. We’re best friends at this point.” He delivered his million dollar smile (with a hint of desperation in there) and felt the heat from his blush on his cheeks rise up. “Nice break from those losers back there.” Harry pointed to the boys behind him, shooting the shit and trying to look better.

“How cute you two look! All matching! Was this on purpose?”

“Uhh.” Harry didn’t know what to say. Luckily Y/n saved him.

“Of course! Gotta have the main attractions coordinating!” She joked, leaning into Harry’s chest.

“How cute of a couple!” Harry’s jaw dropped and could feel Y/n freeze. “I’ve got the others to interview! Good luck!”

How Harry got through the performance will forever be a mystery. How he will face Y/n again is an even bigger mystery.

After the interviews went on, more and more people questioned or reminded him of his relationship status with the star. He couldn't even get much of a break after the show because they swung into even more interviews, some better than others though.

Y/n acted odd though. Harry thought back to different relationships he has had with women he was friends with, none were this close to him, sometimes the hug here and there but never hand holding or arm around the neck constantly. Harry was getting mixed signals and was scared he was misinterpreting Y/n's actions. But the public eye, and his band mates, were always around watching him so it's not like much could be said without fear of someone knowing.

"Alright, I think that wraps up this interview. Next in two." Some manager said.

"Hey." Y/n whispered. Harry glanced around him, no one was near; the other boys sat on a separate couch from him and Y/n, and no praying ears were about.

"What?" Thats how you flirt Harry? Come on.

Y/n smiled though. "I just wanted to say I liked hanging out with you today."

"Really?"

"I wanted to know if you could hang out again, but without everyone else?"

"Like a date?" Harry gasped, voice not even a whisper.

"Yeah? If thats alright?" Y/n asked, looking at the dreamed out Harry who was rapidly blushing. "H?"

"Get ready boys!" ... "And Y/n."

"H were are almost live." Y/n reminded him, fixing herself up and then him. "Wanna answer?"

"Good afternoon-"

"Yes." Harry interrupted the interviewer, looking over at shocked Y/n. "Of course! I know this great place off of some road-"

Harry got knocked with a pillow by Niall, who gave him a rude look.

"Anything you wanna share mate?" The interviewer asked.

Harry smiled, finally looking where he should of been all this time, instead of the girl next to him. He nodded his head, held up high and straightened his shirt.

"I got a date."

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emilys-house · 6 months

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Types of Harry replying to…Sex facts ✰

AN: Please reblog if you enjoy 🙂

Contains: Talks of sex, Swearing, Potentially incorrect facts (I found them on google so they might not be 100% true)

{Sorry for any grammar, punctuation or spelling mistakes, I failed all of my English exams 😂}

Masterlist ✰

Fetus Harry:

Fratboy Harry:

Prince Hair Harry:

Long Hair Harry:

Dunkirk/HS1 Harry:

Fine Line Harry:

Current Harry:

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poptocinema · 10 months

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i'm just realising now how louis' movements look like he's used to resting his chin on someone and Harry's look like he nuzzles his person's throat, neck or shoulder. i'm not strong enough for this

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drarrargh · 14 days

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naptime

#draco sleeps like a vampire in a coffin #and harry hits the fetus pose #drarry #harry potter #draco malfoy #draco x harry #hp fanart #my art

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srldesigns6277 · 2 months

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Early One Direction Moments, including unseen footage and Larry Moments from the If I Could Fly Listening Party Video

#louis tomlinson #harry styles #one direction #niall horan #liam payne #zayn malik #fetus one direction #baby boyfriends #1dsource #hlcreators #hltracking #hldailyupdate #my gifs #tomlinsonsource #larry stylinson

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waoyflouis · 5 months

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#hl #fetus larry #fetus louis #fetus harry #1d #edit #larry #larry stylinson #larry edit #louis tomlinson #harry styles

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hslwt91 · 2 months

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honestly? I'm broken

#harry styles #harry icons #harry gif #then and now #harry styles hair #harrys house #harry's house #harry fetus #harry styles pictures #harry styles icons #gif harry styles #lockscreens harry styles #harry #louis tomlinson #louis icons #larry stylinson

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delicatepointofview · 8 months

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#harry styles #stylesnews #stylesedits #hlcreators #hljournal #gif*#watching fetus harry speaking is like he's cosplaying an adult #he's all serious but he's literally got a face of a 12 year old #baby the only thing im getting from you is that youre adorable djkfdjs

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theydopissmeoffavocados · 7 months

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Happy Larryversary people

28 september

💙💚

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larriescompass · 5 months

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i smell homosexuality

#larry stylinson #harry styles #louis tomlinson #lt #hs #hl #one direction #faith in the future #harry’s house #larry gifs #larry stylinson gifs #fetus larry #baby boyfriends

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aguuuua · 2 months

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im not 19 anymore 💚

#harry styles #harry #styles #19 #harry fetus #harrys house #harry's house #fine line #lot #love on tour

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chaoticloving · 1 year

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Made a friend today?

harry styles x reader (SOH)

summary: Y/n asks harry to buy some pads, and of course, he gets spotted.

w/c: 2.1k

warnings: nothing but period stuff ig

a/n: my period is going to be the death of me but this photo is so precious

Harry got into London late. The plan was that Harry would go back to his place since it's three in the morning, then once he has woken up he would text Y/n to let her know he was coming over, ending with them being disgustingly cute together by cuddling on the bed and watching a movie together.

Instead, Harry got a text that caused his heart to beat to extreme levels.

Can you come over?

The text at any other time of day would make this completely different. But its 3 am on a Tuesday--she should be asleep in her large bed.

Obviously, he responded with a yes and sprinted out of the jet, pushing the boys out of the way which caused some swears and threats from the others. Harry continued to make his bandmates even more angered by taking one of the private cars ordered and gave the address to Y/n's flat.

Harry has always been the one to overthink. From conversations with people to punctuation, it's no surprise he started to think the worst. But one of the most troubling things was that he couldn't quite place what could be wrong. It wasn't an emergency and life threatening. And despite the fact that yes, he'll admit, his first thought was infidelity, it was squashed quickly. He was confident in his relationship, there was no need to worry about love in the relationship.

So what could possibly wrong ?

Harry jumped out of the car after throwing a wad of money to the driver--politely, of course, he's still a gentlemen--after saying a quick thank you. He ran right up to the door and started to knock.

He knew the knocking might freak Y/n out a bit but he was a bit too tired to realize, not to mention it was coupled with his anxiety growing in his stomach.

Eventually, the door was swung open. Harry was met with a tired, baggy-clothed Y/n, her eyes were squinted from the bright street lamps along with the skin under her eyes being dark.

"Harry--"

"Oh my god, are you okay? Dying? Bleeding out? Broken bone? I can call an ambulance, right now." Harry asked, hands shaking and tracing over Y/n's face and looking all over her body.

"No, Harry, come in." She smiled softly and guided her ever-so freaked out boyfriend into her home. She sighed heavily as she locked the door behind him and guided them into the kitchen. She had some candles and dim lights on in the kitchen, as well as some warm tea ready made. Marney and Sugar sleeping softly in their beds. "Sorry I didn't mean to freak you out with the whole ominous text."

"But whats wrong? Are you okay?" Harry's voice was laced with concern.

"I just missed you too much. " She sweetly answered, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing his nose sweetly. "Plus I have the worse stomach ache ever and I need a cuddle. "

Y/n felt a little guilty for not telling Harry the whole truth. It wasn’t that she was embarrassed that she was on her period, it was the fact that she missed him. She felt a bit silly coming clean and saying that she couldn’t wait to see Harry was because of some hormone changes.

But Harry didn’t seem to mind, in fact, he seemed relived. He hugged her tight, “let’s get you to bed then.”

“After I finish my tea.”

“Right after though.” He kissed her lovingly and wouldn’t remove his arms from her which lead to her awkwardly sipping her tea.

They made small talk. Harry was talking about his concerts and the flight back, mentioning that he’s been writing again and is proud of what’s he got so far.

Y/n spoke on her recent interviews. She was in the interview phase of the movie process and she can’t wait for it to be over. All the questions were either the most basic question that could be asked or one extremely invasive—mostly pertaining to her relationships.

After a few more minutes if swaying and chatting, Y/n took the initiative to move them upstairs after she saw Harry yawn and his eyes drooping.

“Mhm, I’ve missed your bed.” Harry moaned as he collapsed onto the cozy bed.

“Get out of your airport clothes and brush your teeth.” Y/n scolded, making her own way to the bathroom. “I washed some of your stuff and it’s in your drawer.”

Harry groaned but complied. Stripping and leaving the clothes on the bedroom floor. He walked into the bathroom, grabbing his toothbrush and joining Y/n in the night routine.

As Harry looked at them in the mirror, he paid special attention to Y/n’s face. Her eyebrows scrunched and her hand would rest on her lower stomach. She seems to be in discontent, which spurred back on Harry’s protective mode. He did, though, have half a brain to wait to talk to her when

“Is the fan on?” Y/n asked as she stepped out of the bathroom.

Harry sighed when he saw it was. “Don’t know why you like to be so cold." He shivered.

"You get too sweaty."

They collapse onto her bed, Harry wrapping his arms around her waist. Y/n doesn't seem to like that--she shuffles around every few seconds, with Harry trying to touch her when she stops for a couple of seconds.

Y/n wriggled and crushed Harry's hand for the third time before he said something. "Are you okay? You've been off all night."

"Just my stomach." She sighed, finally resting on her side with her legs spread out. "Got the worse pain."

"Anything I can do?"

"Can you grab my heating pad? It's in the closet." Y/n smiled a big smile, which Harry rolled his eyes and got out of the bed and into the chilly air.

"Think ya ate something funny?" Harry asked from the closet, moving things around to find the device.

"Uhh, no ." Y/n started to think Harry would be grossed out. She mostly knew she was being irrational, but it was late at night so she was anxious (and on her period).

"Then what'cha think it is?"

"My period."

"Huh." Harry turned off the closet light, handing the heating pad that Y/n immediately turned on.

"My period."

"Oh." Harry froze for a quick second, then going back to slipping under the covers. "So you are bleeding out."

"Ugh, shut up." She lightly smacked. "Never should of told you."

"What? I'm being so supportive." Harry acted offended. "Not like I'm grossed out. Never was opposed to having some blood on my sword, anyway."

"Please shut up and cuddle." Y/n choose to ignore the innuendo. Back facing Harry, wanting to be the little spoon tonight.

Harry gently places his arms barely even on her, ghosting over her skin. "If I cuddle ya too hard are you gonna squirt like a ketchup packet."

"If you say one more thing I'm kicking you out."

...

The next morning was a living hell for Y/n. It felt like satan was personally living in her uterus and was trying to claw his way out.

"Do you think you could take Marney out for me? My stomach is still upset." Y/n asked when Harry and her both getting ready for the day. The morning so far consisted of Y/n and Harry cuddling each other in bed, but instead of being in a blissful state like Harry was, Y/n was dying.

"Of course." Harry answered, kissing her nose with his fresh minty breath. "Can you call your doctor or someone to get any help?"

"I just need some meds." Y/n sighs. Harry hugs her then placing a gentle kiss on the skin next to her eye.

Harry goes out of the bedroom door and greets Marmalade with a high pitch noise. She hears the door close and goes to one of her cabinets under her sink to grab a tampon. But, of course, Y/n grabbed the last one. She groaned in frustration, knowing that she needs to go get some more but was too tired to go to the local Tesco to grab some more.

She knew she would have to ask Harry to go out. She sighed and quickly inserted the tampon and washed her hands before leaving to the kitchen to make some coffee and get the pets breakfast out.

She poured the pet food into Marmalade and Sugar's bowl. Sugar came scampering in from the sunny corner of the living room to eat his food, purring a thank you when Y/n scratched behind his ears.

"Morning baby." Y/n smiled, going back to making some coffee to her and Harry's standards--Harry liked about a third of the cup to be coffee, the rest being some sugary creamer with even more sugar into it.

"Sugar, do you think Harry's mad I asked him to come here so late last night" She asked the cat, voicing her concerns only to realize how silly she's being. "Never mind. He loves sleeping over and seeing you cuties."

Sugar meowed in return.

"Think he would get mad if I asked him to go out again?" She questions, getting some ibuprofen for herself and swallowing the tablets with the coffee.

"I did just get him to take Marney out. Might piss him off if I keep ordering him around on our day off together."

The door opened, luckily when Y/n wasn't talking to her kitty, Marmalade's pattering feet came into the room to find Y/n, then rushing right over.

"Morning sweet girl." She gave Marney some scratched behind the ear and a belly rub. "Go eat your breakfast."

"Where are my head scratches?" Harry teased, grabbing his coffee mug and taking a drink of the "coffee". "How's the cramps?"

"Not good, but I took some medicine." She told him, then cleared her throat. "Can you do me a big favor?"

"Anything you need, babe."

"It's just that my stomach hurts too much and I know I keep asking you to do stuff for me and I am sorry. I just don't think I can be too far apart from the bathroom." She took a deep breath. "Could you maybe get me some stuff for me?

"Yeah, yeah, of course." Harry set the cup down and went to his the front door to put his shoes back on. "Period stuff?"

Y/n smiled, nodding. "Yeah. Thank you." Y/n hugged Harry and gave a quick kiss to his lips.

"Don't tear up on me." Harry laughed when he saw her worried expression. "I don't mind, I'm glad I can do stuff like this for you."

"You’re too sweet."

"I'll be back in a bit." Harry grabbed his wallet and waved goodbye to Sugar who was now by Y/n feet.

"I need to make him some pancakes, Sugar."

...

Harry has never been in this section of the store before, or at least he can't remember being here. He grew up with his mum and Gemma, so he's not stupid, he knows what a period is and he never thought of them as unclean or gross--he knew damn well that Gemma would fight him (and win) if he thought otherwise. Harry just never gave much thought to how this stuff works.

As he looked at the selection of period items, he wondered what the different numbers ment and was desperately trying to look it up online with no luck.

But then again, he would much rather be looking at the period products then the little tests just down the aisle.

"Are you okay, boy?" Harry looked up to see a concern older women with a teenage daughter--jaw dropped-- next to him. "You look really confused."

"Uhm, my girlfriend asked me to get her some stuff and I don't know if I should get pads or tampons or what the numbers mean."

"You men are so funny sometimes." The women chuckled to herself. "The higher the size, the heavier the flow it can take. Typically, 4 and 5 are night pads and 1 though 3 are day time ones. But at there is no harm in getting a higher size."

"Tampon sizes work the same way, just it is not recommended you sleep in them." She clarified. "Do you know if she likes tampons."

Harry shook his head.

"Alright. To be safe, get some pads; and if she is completely out, I'd say get a 5 and 3."

Harry nodded, fully listening to the women, paying no mind to her daughter who was typing furiously on her phone.

Harry grabbed the two boxes and nodded. "Thank you for your help."

"Get her something nice too. Just so she knows you care."

Harry nodded and thanked the women, he turned to leave as he heard the conversation between the mother and daughter. "You just helped the Harry Styles with choosing pads."

"Who?"

"He's in the same band as that Louis guy I'm obsessed with."

"Ohh."

Harry grabbed some flowers and gummy bears before checking out. He practically ran out of the store to get back to Y/n, promising himself he would not let Y/n know about the conversation he had with the women.

...

He got back to Y/n, unlocking the door with a key Y/n gave him. He was met with a sweet smell of maple syrup. He took of the shoes and walked into the kitchen.

"Made a friend today?" Y/n laughed.

Harry looked like a dear caught in the headlights. "No." He gasped, going to look at what was on Y/n's phone.

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