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seeingivy · 8 months

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Omg can u do a one shot where reader goes to the eras tour with Gojo??

miss americana and the heartbreak prince

satoru gojo x f!reader

an: this didn't mesh well as a one shot when I wrote it, so i hope this mix of blurbs and headcanons is ok <3 also, this is for a very specific audience, feel free to ignore on your dash!!!

satoru gojo, in his infinite knowledge and wisdom, is first exposed to the eras tour when you ask him to sign up for a presale code

“wait, so. you just want me to sign up for all the dates?” satoru asks, voice echoing through your phone speaker. “yes, make sure that you verify your ticketmaster account and everything now. and then when you do that, send me a picture so i can make sure you did it right.” you respond. “it’s not rocket science, babe. i’m sure i can figure out how to do it.” satoru grumbles, as you hear typing on the other end of the line. “just take the picture when you’re done.” “was this that important that you had to call me while I was at work?” “babe. this is taylor swift. of course it was.” “right.”

the fated day of buying tickets come and you and satoru are literally hiding from your bosses in the corner of your office - laptops pulled up and anxiously watching the queue

you're both nervously watching the numbers get smaller and smaller, nervous hands open on a twitter tab that's talking about people getting kicked out of the line, locked out, or being told that the tickets are already all gone

but by the grace of god, satoru's laptop goes through first and he manages to bag the two of you floor tickets and you're in

you climb into bed, pushing the hair off of satoru’s head to give him a kiss on the forehead, before you tuck yourself into the sheets and nestle into his arms. “sweetheart.” “hm?” “can i ask you a question? you don’t have to say yes.” he asks, voice all uncharacteristically shy. you prop yourself up on his bare chest, trying to discern the look on his face in the dark, as you nod. “can i go to the concert with you?” and when you see the little frowny face he has on, you can’t help but laugh at the entire ordeal, at the satoru gojo begging you to take him to a taylor swift concert. and when you start laughing, he starts grumbling, turning his surely pink face away from you. “shut up.” “oh my god, toru. you’re so cute, you know that?” “i’m glad my misery is adorable to you.” “I’d love if you would come to the concert with me. on one condition.” “what’s that?” “you have to learn all the lore and listen to the songs before we go. i’m not about to be that girl standing next to the guy who doesn’t know the surprise songs on the floor.” “okay. what’s a surprise song?” you press your fingers against his lips and place a kiss on his cheek. “all in good time.”

you make a game plan for satoru, color coded and planned out, for him to learn everything you want him to know

you break it down for him era by era, asking him to first listen to the album and send you his reviews - and then explaining important key details that he would need to know

and it evolves so fast, because he gets more and more excited as he goes on, texting you his thoughts at work

he just needs a reason to not do work, but he gets REALLY REALLY INTO IT

satoru: YOU’RE GAY. you: no? i don’t think so satoru: i’m singing picture to burn babe, be quiet satoru: if the way i loved you is country music, slap a flannel and a cowboy hat on me because i am FLOORED. ABSOLUTE BANGER. you: PLEASE ARE YOU LISTENING AT WORK??? satoru: mind your own business. satoru: also, who is mr. perfectly fine about? you: joe jonas. satoru: she dated joe jonas? you: no satoru, she dated barack obama. yes, she dated joe jonas. satoru: well now i hate him. he’s so rude. satoru: THIS IS ME SWALLOWING MY PRIDE STANDING IN FRONT OF YOU SAYING IM SORRY FOR THATTTT NIGHT you: last night when you ate my leftovers? satoru: that wasn’t me you: sure. satoru: is dear john about john mayer? you: yes. we don’t like him. satoru: fuck yeah we don’t. SHINING LIKE FIREWORKS OVER YOUR SAD EMPTY TOWN??? JOHN, JOHN WHEN I CATCH YOU satoru: babe if you ever break up with me ill go sleep on the highway you: ok?? I wasn’t planning on it satoru: do not EVER give me a reason to relate to last kiss i will actually do something dangerous you: why did shoko just send me a picture of you with your head down on your desk at work? satoru: babe please don’t talk to me rn. i just listened to all too well and i am inconsolable. you: wait till you watch the short film. satoru: PLEASE I CAN’T HANDLE THIS. JAKE GYLLENHAL ALEX THE LION FROM MADAGASCAR WHEN I GET YOU. you: ok satoru. pipe down. satoru: ARE WE OUT OF THE WOODS YET ARE WE OUT OF THE WOODS YET ARE WE OUT OF THE WOODS YET you: i feel like im creating a monster. satoru: I WANT YOU FOR WORSE OR FOR BETTER BROKE YOUR HEART ILL PUT IT BACK TOGETHER satoru: just finished reputation. many thoughts you: oh??? satoru: one. can we get frisky to dress? two. I am buying you a necklace with my initial on it. three. king of my heart is my favorite song so far. four. CAN WE GET FRISKY TO DRESS. five. kanye west, when I get you. you: satoru. you are at work. please focus. satoru: i know that’s a yes. satoru: just listened to lover. I am inconsolable and i love this white woman. DAYLIGHT??? THAT’S SO ME AND YOU. LOVER??? THAT’S SO ME AND YOU. PAPER RINGS??? ME AND YOU. you: do not take paper rings as an excuse to not buy me a real ring. I am expecting a nice six pronged gold band circular cut diamond. satoru: also can we get frisky to false god. you: satoru gojo. satoru: babe. urgent. 911. you: what. satoru: am i augustine or am i betty?? you: you’re inez. nosy gossiping ass bitch. satoru: EXCUSE ME. also invisible string is so us. joe alwyn, YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS. you: well. satoru: is she ok. like seriously, is taylor ok??? if she has happily been in a relationship for six years why did she write tolerate it? doesn’t she know my mental health is fragile? you: why tf are YOU crying about tolerate it? we’ve been in a stable relationship for four years satoru: i was imaging you being mean to me. it really hurt my feelings you: ok. satoru: long story short, the masterpiece that you are. JOE AND TAYLOR YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS. satoru: what is their name combined you: toe. satoru: ok… satoru: MEET ME AT MIDNIGHT you: oh god. you’re at the end. let’s hear it. satoru: one. can we get frisky to maroon? two. you’re on your own kid changed my life. three. sweet nothing is us. four. can we get frisky to maroon. five. john mayer i will KILL YOU. six. also is like scooter braun a crack head or something like what is vigilante shit even about satoru: babe. satoru: no. satoru: YOU’RE LOSING ME???? JOE???? JOE ALWYN MY BROTHER JOE ALWYN???? NO. you: yes. satoru: Y/N. HE WON’T MARRY HER?????? IM GOING TO KILL HIM. THE GUY WHO LOVER IS ABOUT??? WHO MASTERMIND SWEET NOTHING INVISIBLE STRING IS ABOUT??? satoru: do not talk to me. I hate you. you: WHAT DID I DO

satoru gets more and more excited about the entire thing as it goes on, telling YOU that you need to start planning outfits and making bracelets like you weren't the one who got him into this

satoru cannot make friendship bracelets. but he likes watching you make them and asking you all the little things you like about the music

“ok. what do i make the next one?” “hm. did you do style yet?” “no.” you start collecting all the beads as satoru props his phone up against the table, to the live stream of the concert. every night, the two of you watch the surprise songs together and make a note of which ones you lose from your drafted list of picks - a mix of yours and satoru’s favorite songs that aren’t on the setlist. “open.” satoru holds the spoon of noodles right over your lips as you focus on finishing the bracelet, his eyes focused on the live stream. “satoru.” “hm?” “can i ask a weird question?” “sure.” “you seem like you’re like really into this. like actually.” “well, i am. this is serious - i cannot lose clean for a second time or i will break something.” “not that. I just mean, the entire thing. like the songs and the music and all that. you…are really into it.” “well, why wouldn’t i be? it’s something you like. and it clearly means a lot to you, so it does to me too.” you can feel your cheeks burning at how blunt he is about the entire thing, like it’s something so obvious, like him putting in all this effort to like something you do is a given. you lean forward and press a kiss to his cheek, which he smiles at before focusing back on the live stream. “BABE. NO.” “OH MY GOD." “ITS CLEAN.” “TORU HOW DID WE LOSE A SONG TWICE.”

satoru decides that the two of you are going to go as miss americana and the heartbreak prince - and watches you meticulously collect fabrics and threads to make the pink dress you had in mind

you made it a point to also sew on the little broken heart for satoru's light pink shirt and white slacks that he was going to wear to the concert and buy the two of you matching gold crowns to wear together

“something is missing from my outfit, y/n.” you frown, looking over at him as he fixes the little gold crown you got him on his white hair. “what are you talking about? you look fine.” satoru digs through your makeup box, rummaging around till he pulls out a tube of your red lipstick. “you want to wear it, toru?” “what? no. you put it on and then plant a bunch of kisses on my cheeks. so it leaves a mark.” “oh?” “IT’LL LOOK BETTER THAT WAY. I SAW SOMEONE ON TIK TOK DO IT.” you roll your eyes as you lean forward in the mirror, blotting the buttery product on your lips and ignoring the devilish smile that satoru’s giving you in the mirror. and then you turn around and cup his face in your hands, making it a point to pepper long kisses on his cheeks and the side of his neck, making sure the full mark of your lips is left on his skin. and when you’re done, he turns in the mirror and gives you a satisfied smile. “perfect.” “you’re so lame, satoru. if you wanted me to kiss you, you should have just asked.” “can i have a kiss?” “no.” he leans forward and wraps his arms around your waist, it being his turn to smother you in kisses, eliciting a laugh from you when his breath tickles your neck. “shut up.”

type of mf to take BILLIONS OF PICTURES of you outside the concert and even more with you, until you both get ones you like

also, totally wears a stack of friendship bracelets that you made together, but only trades with other boyfriends and dads in solidarity

man stands for the entire concert with you, except during the man. because he knows his place.

you start SOBBING during lover and he's there just smiling at how SILLY you are and wiping your little tears away. you both sway to the song together and scream the bridge together.

he takes a picture of you doing the fearless heart with taylor in the back. bc duh.

speaking of, this dude is NOT recording taylor AT ALL he is recording you and taking pictures of you and it's literally the most wholesome thing ever

like you're just so excited and jumpy that he thinks its cute and he wants to document it

but then he's so inconsolable during tis the damn season and tolerate it that he's SCREAMING THE LYRICS with the passion of ten suns (he is an evermore stan, fight with the wall)

takes a video of you singing during enchanted (which he later makes his lockscreen)

fighting for his life during all too well. like everyone else.

your surprise songs are dear john and daylight - which you're both screaming together on the floor.

satoru is giving YOU the side eye when you scream DATE ME TAYLOR during vigilante shit chair moment.

mister man is blushing when you point at him when taylor sings karma is my boyfriend

carries you out of the concert bc he knows your feet are killing you.

and feeds you after. bc duh. post concert munchies at a fast food drive thru.

an, again: tee hee this was so silly but so fun to think about. and for a very niche audience AHAHHAHA. also it feels weird to use my taglist when this is for a VERY specific audience so I will ignore.

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alonetimelover · 1 year

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M A S T E R L I S T

Hello and welcome within Action!Universe, where YOU are the main character.

Sit (or lay) comfortably and enjoy the success, drama, love, hate and so much more.

Social Media posts

1. 2017 - 2018 Harry and Director!Reader start their relationship after filming Sign Of The Times music video. Concerts together. First article. Anniversary. Big movie to direct.

2. 2018 - 2019 Harry and Director!Reader anniversary in Italy. One Night Only - Fine Line. Premiere of Director!Reader's film.

3. 2020 Director!Reader nominated for an Oscar. Attending gala with Harry. First win. Gossip. DWD. Betrayal.

4. late 2020 - 2022 Director!Reader and Stranger Things. New man. Harry's House. Drama. First anniversary. Next big film.

5. 2022 - 2023 Privacy has been violated. Surprising reunion. Trial. Songs were written. Midnights. Halloween. Italy. Rumours. 'Cherish her'.

2023 Harry releases an album. Yn and Joe are not fans of it.

Harry's blurbs

2017 - first date

2020 - tolerate it - YN confronts Harry

2020 - champagne problems - everything has its end

2023 - Heartbreak Anniversary - Harry gets to know that YN's pregnant

Joseph's blurbs

to be posted

let's talk about it all requests are welcomed!

#action!universe #director!reader #harry styles x reader #joseph quinn x reader

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brandogenius · 2 months

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Can do grumpy masc reader x Julien maybe after a concert

‼️RPF‼️

BLURB - julien x masc grumpy reader! - the aftermath of a concert

it honestly depends on what type of concert it is. imma go ahead and say it’s one of the boys concerts.

- reader had the option to be in the crowd or backstage but they chose backstage because crowds make them anxious so being able to freely watch the boys set without being pushed or shoved or noticed was much better for them

- after the boys set julien is all over reader, hugging and kissing them like “i missed you baby” and reader is chuckling, “wasn’t gone far. just a couple of feet away” jb and the boys quickly getting chanced into their casual attire and getting ready to go back on the bus to their new destination.

- i can just see reader helping out too. gathering the stage clothes and shoving them into bags, taking the in ears and folding them nicely, i feel like masc reader has experience in the music industry either as crew or something so they were able to help out as much as they can. it definitely made things easier and quicker.

- jb being really clingy after a show because it’s when julien and reader spend the most time away from each other. julien packing up merch in boxes ready to ship to the next venue destination and julien is laying over their back like “hi baby” and reader just accepts it at this point. carrying julien on their back like a koala.

- “wanna help me pack these boxes?” and julien’s ljke “i’m tired” and readers like “thought so. go on the bus i’ll be there in a few minutes” and julien’s like “fine i’ll help”

- some fans lined up / camping outside the back venue to get a glimpse of the boys (and you) going on the tour bus and they all scream when meeting reader walk out, tattooed arms carrying two guitar cases with another one on their back.

- julien not too far behind, carrying merch boxes behind too, both of you on the tourbus and reader just collapsing into the couch like “damn- that’s a lot of people outside” and jbs just immediately attached to your hip. cuddling into you. you just ruffling her hair

- “should go to sleep babe. long road ahead of us” but julien won’t go to sleep unless you go with her. both of you taking an early night to go to sleep in your shared bunk but realistically you both ends up just scrolling through tiktok or talking about random topics until 2am when reader has to shut the phone off like “bed now”

#pom writes #julien baker x masc!reader #julien baker x reader #julien baker one shot #julien baker au #julien baker fanfic #julien baker headcanons #julien baker blurb #julien baker angst #julien baker fluff #boygenius x reader #boygenius fanfic #boygenius au #boygenius one shot

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wellsayhelloaagin · 2 years

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"I like your T-Swift T-shirt on the ground"

(I was going to go full Her Body is Bible, because I'm forever on my Fletcher bs, but this one seemed more first line of a blurb -ish)

You know I love a good Fletcher/Tswizzle crossover. Thanks for sending this in.

"I like your T-Swift T-shirt on the ground"

You sit up in bed and look at Wanda perched at your desk across the room, the sunlight hitting her auburn hair in a way that made your stomach clench.

"You can have it if you want," you shrug, trying to play it cool as if you weren't willing to give her anything she wanted just to watch a smile cross her face.

"I should probably wash it first though," you add as an afterthought as she picks up the fabric, your eyes transfixed on the way her long fingers close around the material. "I was wearing it last night at the concert."

"No that's fine," Wanda tells you, her eyes shining with something you couldn't place, "I kind of like it more because it smells like you."

Give me a sentence and I'll write the next five

#s writes stuff #this was fun #and not as daunting as I thought it would be #wanda maximoff x reader

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fruitlilliie · 8 months

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bewitched listening party (i<3laufey)

I found Laufey while on tiktok a long time ago before she released music, I knew her because she was a singer/cellist and so was I so I ate up her content. She now has literally the most incredible discography of any newer artist, she has such a unique and beautiful sound like the jazz and orchestral sounds she uses tickles my brain and feeds the part of me that has always loved all jazz/orchestral/choral pieces and performances. As I'm writing this little blurb I'm listening to her new album "Bewitched" and holy shit like seriously I feel like I am ascending while listening to this. I just finished with "While you were sleeping" and it's just indescribable how angelic it sounds. The opening song "Dreamer" started and I just fell over. I was sitting on my floor so it was totally fine but just don't have any perception of what the song will be and then prepare to listen to the entire album (approx. 49 minutes) and you're just going to transform. If you don't like jazz or more classical style singing then gtfo but also come back because Laufey is so amazing that she'll change your opinion. She's always mentioning sunset and that kills me. Love some California representation though but the song "California and Me" just came on and its time for my heart to just fall out of my chest I guess. I know this song very well already as it was released in an EP before the album release. Maybe I am overly emotional about this song because my ex posted it after I talked about how much I love Laufey... but I digress, this song is absolutely stunning. If you have ever felt immense heartbreak hold onto that feeling. If you have ever been on the ride "Soarin" at Disneyworld, imagine the feeling of being on that ride but its like your life X California and Me playing in the background. Now bring back that heartbreak feeling and add it into the mix and that's just like how this song makes me feel just sitting in bed. So I am halfway through the album and I think the most heartbreaking thing she could have possibly done is put the Nocturne (Interlude) right in between "California and Me" and "Promise" (Promise absolutely wrecks me and makes me cry every time its longing for someone you can't have anymore and knowing you shouldn't reach out, you promised, but time moves so much slower without them. How can you distance yourself from someone you love so much, someone you want to spend your life with. "how we didn't say goodbye, just see you very soon" "it hurts to be something its worse to be nothing with you". Like please. Give me a chance to breathe before giving me another gut-wrenching line. She says she'll always lose the temptation of you. "Well never last". She's done the math. WHO HURT HER. Like hello relatable but LORDY. Then we go light bossa nova careless fun song like the variation and just damn TALENT from this girl is insane. Laufey stan for life when can I see her in concert I am itching for a wintertime concert from her. Until then, I'll be daydreaming to her music and living in my delulu world or crying my broken heart out to her sadder songs. Either way, this album is a really beautiful piece of art to the world. Like we are all so lucky to be alive at the same time as music like this (currently listening to serendipity) is being created. "Letter to my 13 year self" is the trifecta perfect addition to this years aim at healing and understanding self and girlhood and life like this song X Barbie X Eras Tour really has made me feel like a human being again. This song would absolutely kill me if I were listening at 13, that age is so horrible and vulnerable and formative like this song would have been such a comfort knowing that it's all going to be ok and not even knowing what "it" is. There so much to learn and to lose and at 13 there's no way to even fathom what on earth will change . Ending this album with Bewitched is beautiful and sick and twisted. Such a heartbreaking album and ending it with a love song pains me but being the title track, shows there's always love at the end.

#laufey #bewitched #jazz #music #newrelease

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didhewinkback · 10 months

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A new something old blurb 🥺🥺, loved it. I really love these bts of events that we can see. I don't know how to explain it better but yeah loved the blurb and I would have probably reacted the same. Harry really is on a fine line 😉 with throwing things on stage because he catches some and puts hats on etc so it's fun and everyone want their fame moment and the attention, but it also goes too far, like the water the other day or the eye injuries. The most wtf was this Fan giving pink her mum's ashes, that's a no, or ava Max being slapped on stage. Anyway thank you for the blurb, I'll now go reread everything

hahaha glad you like it ! yeah its complicated bc he does catch things people throw but there is a huge difference between lobbing a bracelet at his hand and chucking whatever that was at his eye. people are being soooo entitled and irritating at concerts these days its fucked !!!

#sot #thank u for rereading!!!!

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paigemarie1997 · 2 years

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Just wow🥹💕

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secretly-a-cold-blooded-murderer · 4 years

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A Memory of Him (Harry Styles x Reader)

Warning: Anxiety, Panic attack

A/N: I tried to portray an anxiety attack to the best of my ability, forgive me if I made any mistakes.

Summary: Meeting Harry backstage at a meet and greet and things don’t go according to plan. (Not really romantic).

"This is the moment why my parents gave birth to me", you heard someone whisper in your ear. You turned around to see a girl in her 20s with bright blue eyes gleaming with excitement and her lips stretched into a smile so big, you worried about her facial muscles hurting; an expression not unlike yours.

You were currently backstage after the Harry Styles's concert, ready to meet the man himself. For paying quite the amount that people did, they weren't getting enough time with Harry. But then again would any time in the world ever be enough to hang out with him.

You considered yourself quite lucky even to be standing in the same room as him, let alone to get a chance to actually say a few words to him.

"I know right. This is the best moment of my life, who cares about my college graduation?" you say and the girl behind you leans her head back in what you would call a weird mixture of squeal and laughter.

You loved talking to other fans.

The room was brightly lit, with a camera set up and a screen acting as a background which contained Harry’s and his album’s name. There was a lot of security personnels standing around, keeping an eye on everyone.

You looked forward to see the next person in line move forward towards Harry and wrap her arms around him as he rests his head on her shoulder. You wondered if you would be able to let go when he did that to you.

And soon the next person went forward as well and then a group of three girls after that. It was your turn next.

You could feel your heart thumping loudly against your chest, you briefly wondered if people around you could hear your nervousness. But if they did, no one gave you any indication of that.

You couldn’t feel your fingers and a few sweat droplets collected on your forehead. Not much later your breathing turned fast and shallow and you started getting a little dizzy. "I can't do this", you turned around and ran away. You could hear a security guard asking you to come back but other than that no one showed any signs of following you.

You exited the arena and sat down on the curb trying to control your breathing and berating yourself for being the biggest idiot to ever walk on Earth.

When your breathing finally turned normal, all you could do was rest your forehead on your palms and try to not let the tears fall down your cheek. You didn't deserve to cry.

You have loved Harry ever since your friends forced you to listen to one direction back in 2014. You will always be grateful that they did. You sometimes felt guilty for not knowing about them sooner and maybe even remorseful about all the 1D moments you missed that they didn't.

You didn't even accept your friend's offer to come to this concert together. Not wanting to share this moment with anyone but yourself. To be able to bask in Harry's glory without anyone to disturb you.

Now you just felt stupid. Maybe if your best friend had been here, she wouldn't have let you run away after getting so close to making your dream come true.

You could only sit. You watched groups of girls walking towards their cars with all the happiness in the world painted on their souls; and you could only sit.

You didn't know how long you sat, it must have been a long time for the arena was now almost empty. You had to go back home, your parents must be worried. But for some reason you couldn't move. Maybe it was the realisation that when you walk away from this place, you would never be able to come back. You would never be able to come back to Harry.

So you just sat.

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"Don't you have to go back home?" you hear a deep voice ask you. The hair on your arms stood up straight and you knew.

You hear some shuffling of feet, and the next moment he was there sitting next to you.

"Are you alright?" his voice few octaves too deep, you turn to look at him, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes coated with concern.

"You jus' walked away, a moment you paid a lot of money for and stood in a very long line for, so uhh are ya' okay?"

You shook your head no, your heart rate steadily increasing. You rubbed your palms over your eyes and released a deep breath.

"Sorry, I just got really nervous and I couldn... I couldn't do it", you felt a tear drop travelling down your left cheek.

"'s okay love, we all get nervous sometimes. You don't have to say sorry for something you can't control". He took your hands and held them gently in his own, and you were only capable of looking down at his cross tattoo, seeing the ink up close for the first time (and last).

You slowly built the courage to look up to him, his eyes had much more gold in them than you had realised and you didn't want to ever stop looking into them. His lips were way more pink than the pictures had suggested and you wanted to capture this moment forever. You imagined what it would look like if someone saw you both sitting on a curb outside the arena, your hands being held in his and you both looking into each other’s eyes.

You realised you hadn't said much of anything, and it took every muscle in your body to make your mouth work. "Harry, can I tell you something?" he only nodded, "You have been this unattainable dream that I have been chasing all my life and now that I was so close to completing it, I just couldn't. I was scared about what it would mean for me after this."

He looked like he wanted to interrupt you but decided against it and let you carry on with your monologue.

"You are so kind and gentle; whenever I was hurt, I would imagine it was you comforting me and everything would feel alright. I know it's not fair for me to put you on this pedestal with all these expectations and ideals, you are after all only human. And I am so sorry for that. There are not enough words in the english language to help me tell you how proud I am of you. I just really really love you."

You had been holding on to these words for so many years, that now when they were finally whispered into the universe, you just felt free.

It took a moment for anyone to say anything. "There are moments when I question myself," he took a breath before continuing, "Am I doing i’ right? Am I kind enough? Genuine enough? Honest enough? Constantly critiquing m'self that I am just not enough, it is times like these where you all help me realise that I am only human. So thank ya' for saying that. And I cannot probably convey it enough as well but I love you."

He took you in his arms, tightly wrapping himself around you and you could only let him. Every thing you imagined what hugging Harry would be like, could never come any closer to the reality. It was warm, it brought this sense of comfort and it made you feel invincible. It was all so very much like him.

As soon as you parted, you heard a voice calling for Harry. He gave you a big smile, dimples and all and murmured a goodbye before walking towards the voice.

You drove home in a trance, breezing past the trees without a care in the world. A thought crossed your mind as you realised that you never got a picture with him, you didn't care. For the first time you didn't care that you missed this one thing about Harry.

You lips turned up, driving down the road, ‘To be so lonely’ playing in your car; just you and the stars and a memory of Harry.

#Harry Styles #harry styles imagines #harry styles imagine #harry styles fic #harry styles one shot #harry styles x reader #harry styles concert #anxiety tw #panic attack tw #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles blurb #fine line

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finelinevogue · 3 years

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Harry Styles Masterlist ‘21

get lost in a world where harry styles is the main character in your life.

if you want, feel free to buy me a coffee if you like my writing! <33

Oneshots (+5k)

our canyon moon -

a car journey on the Malibu coast with Harry

he’s so vogue -

you are the journalist for the new Harry Styles December Vogue Issue

keep on dancing -

you’re a professional dancer on Strictly and harry is your partner

sleep is for the strong -

you suffer from narcolepsy and harry’s always there for you

*love me, please? -

harry forgets your birthday

birthday wishes -

it’s your daughters birthday party but harry isn’t there

perfect angel baby -

you and harry take your newborn baby daughter home

an interview from hell -

harry is doing his interview on the Howard Stern show and you hate it just as much as he does

the beginning of the UNIverse -

harry and y/n are university students who happen to share the same flat

unrequited love -

you reunite with harry after some years, but lots has changed. except from your feelings towards him.

we’ll be alright -

harry plays you, his best friend, the album fine line for the first time

i want to be good enough -

you’re in subspace and there’s a miscommunication

*happiness looks good on you -

a time together in the golden, Italian sun, with Harry

the lone wolf - [part II]

harry is an alpha and you’re the omega

the road not taken looks real good now -

y/n and harry!female rekindle after a devastating breakup

a costa coffee collapse -

you faint and harry is terrified

*love on tour -

you join harry on tour

a modern day cinderella -

your daughter wants to hear the origin story of her parents

choose - [ blurbs ]

harry is a ruthless gang leader and you, his girlfriend, gets kidnapped

tales of the heart -

an engagement, a wedding and a honeymoon

‘tis the season -

the evolution of christmas time with harry

no way home -

you are tom holland’s sister and harry styles is your date to the no way home premiere

*i’ll be home for christmas? -

harry is an army soldier who came home for christmas

Series

HSLOT - blurbs about you coming with harry on tour

little moments - blurbs about you and harry building a family

kiss me in the dark - blurbs about you and harry in high-school [au]

Blurbs (-5k)

Dadrry

yours and harry’s daughters first day of school

it’s your daughters first concert as a newborn

harry is exhausted from work

Boyfriendrry/Husbandrry

your parents don’t like you and harry comforts you

you love to bake and harry is a terrible baker

harry and you are weirdly in sync

picnic date with harry

you’re a youtuber/vlogger

you have narcolepsy and it’s date night

• you publish a book about your condition

you and harry take on a big rollercoaster but harry hates rides

harry proposes over a cup of tea

you prank harry for a TikTok

you facetime harry so he can meet fans

you and harry looking through photos

a bath and a glass of wine with harry

you are sick and harry takes care of you

you and harry catch the subway

you and harry chilling on a yacht together

gucci invite you and harry to the met gala

autumn with harry

daily conversations with harry

you paint a gift for harry for christmas

Angst

you’re upset and harry’s there to comfort you

you have an eating disorder and harry loves you

you and harry breakup but also makeup

harry has a panic attack before his concert

you have cancer and are alone

you and harry endure champagne problems

• no more champagne problems

you have bad anxiety and harrys not there

you hate your body and harry loves you

Fluff

you meet harry on the red carpet

• harry helps settle your first-day-on-set nerves

from the moment we met - (series)

harry is a ceo and you’re a taxi driver

• harry is a ceo but you’re no longer a taxi driver

• harry takes you out for a dinner

harry is a busker in manchester

• harry continues to busk and still loves you

love island!harry

early morning conversations with harry

harrys the badboy but you’re not pink gin

you don’t get into college and harry still loves you

Smut

cockwarming underneath the stars*

dom!harry x sub!reader*

you’re the reason harry “needed a wee” at the brits*

harry leaves wet kisses all over your body*

harry has a lactation kink*

making sub-harry cum multiple times*

moustacherry eating you out*

pornstar!harry punishes you*

imperfect sex with 70s rockstar harry*

pornstar threesome*

a hot evening with subrry*

nfsw alphabet*

riding harry’s thigh in malibu*

harry has a size kink*

harry spanks you red raw*

Brotherry

you’re harry’s little sister and he worries over you

you’re harry’s sister and his girlfriend hates you

International Readers

cooking feijoada on date night - brazilian!reader

Extras

Instagram Concepts

Picture Concepts

Fic Rec Masterlists

10 Things About Harry Masterlist

random ellie thoughts

requested blurb masterlist

other masterlist

harry styles ‘22 masterlist

dividers and headers

#finelinevogue #finelinevogue masterlist #masterlist #harry styles masterlist #finelinevogue harry masterlist #harry styles one shots #harry styles x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #fine line #hs1 #finelinevogue harry styles #harry writing #harry styles fluff #harry styles angst #harry concepts #finelinevogue archive masterlist

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This is my first attempt at an instagram blurb but I’m kind of obsessed! It slots between She and TPWK in my Fine Line series but can stand alone as well. Let me know what you think! I’m planning on making one for each chapter of the series | Masterlist

She’s the First One that I See

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yourinstagram my new boss is cool ig

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yourbff bitch wtf invite me next time

yourinstagram @/yourbff got a ticket with your name on it for the la show tomorrow!!

harrystan1 @/harryupdates who is she?!

harryupdates @/harrystan1 From what we can gather, she’s a part of his tour crew! Most likely a production assistant.

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harrystan2 HARRY LIKED OMG

hannahbananaaa can’t wait to take on the world with you, girlie!!

yourinstagram @/hannahbananaaa love you girlie :-)

yourbff’s Instagram Story

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yourinstagram when the uber breaks down on the way to a @/harrystyles concert @/yourbff

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yourbff my face really says it all 😂

yourinstagram @/yourbff when he didn’t even know how to change a tire :.(

harrystyles should I call 911?

yourinstagram @/harrystyles don’t worry, Jeff sent a car :)

harrystyles @/yourinstagram @/jefezoff saves the day once again

yourinstagram @/harrystyles @/jefezoff my hero <3

harrystan1 I WOULD HAVE CRIED OMG 😭😭

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harrystyles Live on Tour Los Angeles

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harrystan1 “LOOKING FOR ALL THE FUCKS I GIVE”

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yourinstagram thanks for the champagne boss man

harrystyles @/yourinstagram stop calling me that!!!

yourbff theater kid at prom vibes 💯

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harrystyles @/yourbff giving the people what they want to see

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yourbff post-harry depression

hannahbananaaa so nice meeting you!

yourbff @/hannahbananaaa you too! take good care of my girl while you’re away!

yourinstagram MISS YOU ALREADY :.(

yourbff @/yourinstagram MISS YOU MORE 😭

harrystyles @/yourinstagram @/yourbff you literally saw each other this morning???

yourinstagram @/harrystyles >:(

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moonlightsolo · 2 years

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Holy shitski that HS blurb was perfect! Part 2 or maybe a Harry styles fluff where reader passes out at a meet and greet bc they forgot to eat and stay hydrated (bc I would totally do that honestly lmao) and Harry is the sweetest and has to make sure they’re okay before continuing on.

falling

wc: 2.5k

pairing: harry styles x reader

warnings: fluff!!, harry caring for the reader, honestly it’s so sweet it will make u get cavities, platonic!!

note: thanks for being so patient w/ me!! i’m working on everyone’s requests slowly but surely :)

sweet creature had another talk about where it’s going wrong, but we’re still young….

you let out a frustrated groan in your sleep from your alarm disturbing your sleep. you roll over to blindly reach for your phone to turn it off. one eye peeks open to check the time. five am on the dot.

your lock screen reminds you what day it is. it’s the day of your harry concert.

you suddenly gasp in realization and sit straight up. you chug some water to help replenish some of your energy before hopping out of bed to throw your jacket over your pj’s. you push your feet into your slippers and out the door you go.

the drive to the arena isn’t terribly long and there’s about one hundred people in front of you when you arrive. soon, it’s nine-am and the line is wrapping around the street. you’ve been sitting on the cold ground, sleepy and waiting for the employees to hand out wristbands.

thankfully, harry allowed meet and greet packages to be sold for this tour and you refuse to speak of the money it costed you. which means you’ll get to go home, get a few hours of a nap in then wake up and drive back to the arena to meet harry styles.

finally, you’re handed your wristband. you’re number one hundred sixty-seven. you sprint back to your car, trying to beat the traffic of people to get back home.

after getting home, you collapse on your bed and fall back asleep with your shoes on.

the familiar sound of your alarm fills your ears. you sigh as you get up to start getting ready. after a shower and blowing drying your hair, you begin your makeup.

although your nerves are a mess and your hands are shaky and sweaty. you can’t eat because you’re nauseous, but you’re also nauseous because you haven’t eaten. you decide to drink some water instead, hoping that it will suffice for the time being.

for your outfit, you opt for denim mom jeans, a knitted sweater, and converse. you wanted to keep your outfit simple since you’ll be going all out with your concert outfit later tonight.

you drive yourself back to the venue, and park in the designated lot. you bring your water bottle and head toward the entrance where some people are lining up.

you can’t help but look over everyone else’s outfits and feel ridiculously underdressed. they’re all wearing extravagant matching suits and sparkly fabrics.

you turn your attention to twitter, scrolling through your mutuals tweets about the meet and greet.

canyonbree345: i’m so jealous of the people going to the meet and greet today. jealousy is a disease and i have it 😭😭😭

harry_isbae: one night only meet and greet?!?! harry that’s not fair.

you sigh and close your phone as the line starts moving forward. the employees ask for the digital ticket on your phone so you pull up the app and tap it against the reader. a ding signals it went through so you walk inside and put your belongings in a little basket before walking through the metal detector. “sorry, you’re not allowed to take that in.” the security guard points to your water bottle.

“okay, yeah that’s fine.” your voice shakes as you watch him throw away the plastic bottle.

once you’re free, you grab your things and follow the directions to where the venue employees are pointing for everyone to go.

you could feel the anxiety rising in your chest like a tsunami rushing toward the shore. your stomach growls from hunger and flips from your nerves being shot.

the group of people you’re with are lead to an area backstage with concrete walls and dim lights. there’s crew members dressed in all black rushing around as they prepare for the show tonight.

“okay everyone! sit tight. one group at a time will go through the curtain and harry will be behind them,” countless people squeal in excitement, “you’ll get a photo and you’ll have an allotted time of three minutes to talk before you have to move on.”

the mention of meeting him made you feel woozy. you wish you could take a sip of your water to calm yourself down.

soon the line began to move, people were plucked from the beginning of the line as others around you were talking amongst themselves in their groups.

you weren’t lucky enough to have a friend with you today so you just casually looked around and glanced at your phone.

soon the line was starting to shorten in front of you, only about three people until it was your turn. the black curtain swings open and someone on the other side gestures for the next person to walk through it.

you squint hard and barely caught a glimpse of someone’s tattooed arm. your blood runs cold and you stop breathing. you’re really about to meet harry styles. that was him.

the three minutes goes by insanely slow, then the last person in front of you is ushered forward.

you hear muffled voices and see the flash from the camera from under the dark fabric. your chest aches with anxiety and your head feels heavy. you're starting to feel unreasonably dizzy right now.

it’s your eyesight that starts to go first, black slowly trickles in from the sides and your whole body feels numb. you suck in a last breath, the air being ice cold as it travels into your lungs.

the last thing you remember is the thud of your phone slipping from your grasp and falling to the floor.

now, you don’t really know what happened next, but you definitely followed your phone. thankfully, someone had caught your head before it hit the ground.

the first thing you feel is your lungs, they feel heavy as you suck in a deep breath of fresh air. your fingers twitch at your side then your eyes flutter open. there are a group of workers crowded around you, some dressed in all black and some lady speaking into a walkie-talkie.

you groan in pain from the pounding in your head, then you look over to your left see the line behind you has been pushed back quite far. everyone in the line has wide eyes and are whispering amongst each other.

your rusty bones turn your head to the right, unexpectedly coming face to face with your idol. suddenly, you feel the existential dread of death. maybe you died, like actually died, and this is your heaven.

“are you okay?” his voice is deep and smooth, and his accent is to die for. (pun intended)

“no- yes. i don’t know…. what happened?“ your voice is slow and gravelly. you slowly start to sit up but he shakes his head no, “you need to lay down for a moment. they need to make sure you’re okay.”

someone next to you wraps a blood pressure cuff around your arm but you can’t take your eyes off of him. harry gets handed a water bottle which he unscrews to hand to the medical team member.

they aid in holding your head up as they give you sips of the cool liquid, “what’s your name? have you eaten anything today?” the medic asks.

“no. i haven’t. i wasn’t feeling good.” you respond once you swallow and tell them your name.

“we should probably get her a snack or something with sugar.” another person says.

your eyes dart around at the numerous people worried about you and your health.

slowly, the person beside you helps you sit up along with harry’s help. you’re able tohold onto the water bottle by yourself now, slowly sipping at it.

“are you feeling alright, love?” harry asks, still crouched down by your side.

you nod, eyes wide as you stare at him. you must look a mess right now. “we’re gonna take you to the hospital okay? just so we can run some blood work.” the person on the side of you says.

“no wait! what? i’m fine! i’m fine!” you protest as the medical person helps you stand up slowly.

“i woke up at three am for this and i’ve waited in a line and literally fainted and i can’t even meet him formally? or take a picture?” you sigh in defeat.

“please just let me take a picture?” you look up at the person holding onto your arm, tears are welling up in your eyes.

“only if you feel okay to.”

“yes! i said i was fine.” you spit your words out quickly.

“are you sure?” harry asks, standing there with his hands on his hips- kind of like a worried dad.

you nod your head vigorously, and harry reaches a hand out for you to take. you could scream right now. this isn’t real!

your shaky hand slides into his as he guides you behind the curtain. there’s a backdrop and a very nice expensive camera on a tripod. the photographer stops talking to someone sitting down and waves at you with a smile.

“hi.” you say nervously.

“you’re honestly a trooper. you fainted and still want to take a picture with me.” harry chuckles as he puts his arm around you to pose. he does an open mouthed smile as he points over to you.

you laugh and wrap your arm around his waist to press into his side, not purposely meaning to lean into him so much but you still feel weak. the photographer snaps a few photos of you laughing and then smiling directly at the camera.

“you’re just so special to me, harry.” you compliment him and pose for the picture with a peace sign behind his head.

“that means a lot, thank you.” he gives you a sheepish smile and squeezes your shoulder softly.

the photographer stops taking pictures when a timer goes off then goes to grab a bag of goodies for you. she hands it to harry and he hands it to you.

“there’s a bunch of stuff in there. some snacks too just in case.” he winks jokingly which makes you giggle.

“stay well, okay? i hope to see you tonight at the show.” he leans in for a hug which you gladly accept. you hold onto him for as long as you can, basking in the feeling of hugging harry styles.

“i’m actually going to be in the pit tonight.” you mention and harry raises his eyebrows with a questionable look.

“i’ll make sure that i get something to eat before i come.” you add quickly which makes him smile.

“good, good. i’ll keep an eye out for you then. no more passing out.” he chuckles.

“can i take a selfie with you?” you ask before you’re put back into the medic’s care.

“oh yeah, of course!" he slings his arm back around your shoulders and waits for you to get your camera ready.

you grab your phone, noticing a little crack in it but honestly you could not care. you hold the phone up at an angle and smile widely as harry puts a thumbs up. you look over it before sliding your phone in your pocket.

“thank you for everything. like honestly, i don’t know what i would do without you and your music.” your voice cracks and you swallow the lump in your throat.

harry knows you seem a bit emotional and he puts his hand on your shoulder in comfort. “thank you. i couldn’t do it without you.”

the medic takes a step into the room, making sure everything was okay. “okay i should go… thank you again. i love you. you’re amazing. i’ll see you tonight!” you point back at him as the medic starts to lead you away.

“and the same to you! thank you!” harry says before you disappear behind the barrier.

the medic sits you down in a wheelchair and hands you an orange juice container with a straw in it. you slowly sip at it as you get rolled past the line and back outside to an ambulance waiting for you.

you’re laid on a stretcher then lifted inside the vehicle to be taken to the hospital. on the way, you text your parents to tell them what happened while getting poked by needles and your upper arm suffocating from a blood pressure cuff.

your mom and dad meet you at the entrance, and while inside everything is a breeze. your doctor said your blood sugar dropped too low and in return you fainted. he just reminds you to stay hydrated and eat before big events.

once you’re discharged from the hospital, you rush your parents to bring you home. you quickly get ready, throwing on your clothing for the concert and your mom makes you finish a whole plate of dinner and three glasses of water.

your friend meets you at your house in her matching outfit. you’re wearing blue wide leg trousers, a white and blue printed halter top and converse. you’re also wearing white goggle sunglasses with a leather purse. your friend is wearing the exact same thing but in pink.

she gives you a huge hug before ushering you to the car. you can’t help but show off the picture you took with him and telling her all about what happened and how you fainted. you both get to the arena quite late because of your hospital visit, but you still get a good spot in the pit nonetheless.

your friend goes to get you a water bottle and a snack you won’t eat but you’re grateful that she’s worried. jenny lewis starts to play and you can’t help but sit down in the back because of your legs being weak. you do cheer as loud as you can after every song since she is a great performer.

then the songs go by that harry plays at all his shows. you sing to olivia by one direction, i’m coming out by diana ross, and bohemian rhapsody by queen.

sweet thang by shuggie otis plays and then harry starts to rise from the stage to play golden. you can’t help but to scream, jump and dance like you never have before.

“oh my god! it’s really him! oh my god!” your friend screams loudly as she dances with you.

he sings a few more songs before he starts to talk to the crowd. “i’m looking for a certain person tonight in this pit.” his eyes scan the crowd on the opposite side you’re standing on.

“i have a sleepy friend in the crowd named, y/n.”

you could say you almost passed out again.

you scream as loud as you can as you jump in place. you and your friend scream and wave your arms in attempt to get his attention.

“over here! over here! that’s me!”

the crowd begins to notice your ruckus and start to point at you and yell at harry. “over here?” he speaks into the mic and walks over to your side. the spotlight moves around the crowd until it finds you.

“ah! there she is!“ harry points at you with a big dimpled smile, “this next song is dedicated to you.”

he gets handed a guitar and begins to strum the beginning to falling. the crowd goes quiet as they listen to the beautiful song.

“no fucking way! that’s so embarrassing!” you scream at him which makes him laugh.

harry really dedicated falling to you since you fainted. wow, what a cheeky man.

you and your friend did enjoy the performance though, swaying side to side together as you listen to the blissful sound of harry’s voice.

fainting could have been the best and worst thing to happen to you today, but knowing you met harry and he dedicated a song to you (and your accident) made everything better.

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hrry17blck · 2 years

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yourinstagram golden is MY song. i own it. harry styles wrote that song for me and only for me.

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yourinstagram omfg can y'all stop tagging harry i mean he’s not gonna see this but if he does im gonna be so embarrassed

harryfan38 @harrystyles CHAIN LETS GO

ynfan77 @harrystyles notice her please

harryfan20 @harrystyles HEY HARRY

yourbff @harrystyles she is a simp for you

yourinstagram @yourbff NOT YOU TOO

ynfan18 THE CAPTION IS SENDING ME

harryfan62 pls youre so gorgeous 😭😭 harry look away

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yourinstagram trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat 🫀

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harrystyles Nice caption 🥸 You look beautiful, by the way

yourinstagram @harrystyles yup it's from an underground artist, you wouldn't know him 😌 lmao jk thank youuuu im blushing harrystyles liked this comment

ynfan57 @yourinstagram I JUST KNOW YOURE FREAKING OUT RN

harryfan94 OHYMKFSDJF HARRY AND Y/N INTERACTING WE R WITNESSING HISTORY

ynandharryfan35 @harryfan94 HE JUST FOLLOWED HER TOO

harryfan42 Y/N IS A HARRY STAN AND I AM HERE FOR IT!

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yourinstagram besties how do we feel abt this fit for the concert on friday

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harryfan21 OMG ARE YOU GONNA BE AT THE FORUM FOR FINE LINE

yourinstagram @harryfan21 you bet 😎

harryfan52 @yourinstagram did harry invite you 🧐🧐

harryfan27 omg i hope harry and y/n start dating bc they'd be such a power couple

harryfan4 @harryfan27 why do yall have to ship harry with every girl he interacts with

ynfan38 you're so cool i wanna be u so bad

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yourinstagram quick lil shoot with the outfit im wearing instead while waiting for my ride 🦋🕊🍃

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harrystyles Sorry, I'm on my way 🫀

yourinstagram @harrystyles no worries i'm just chillin 😌

harryfan1 @harrystyles you're telling me.... harry is PERSONALLY picking her up for the concert ??? i am sobbing

harryandynfan89 I'M ALSO GOING TONIGHT CAN WE TAKE A PIC IF WE SEE EACH OTHER 🥺🥺

yourinstagram @harryandynfan89 omg for sure!!!! 🥰 i hope we can meet

ynfan32 @yourinstagram stoppp she's actually the sweetest

ynfan63 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ENJOY QUEEN

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harrystyles FINE LINE LIVE AT THE FORUM. DEC 13 2019.

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jefezoff Nice 👏🏼👏🏼

alessandro_michele 💘

yourinstagram the king himself ❤️‍🔥

harrystyles @yourinstagram Thank you for being there x

harryfan88 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

harryfan12 i already miss this night so much

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yourinstagram pov: we got all dressed up for date night but we just decided to stay at home and search romantic comedies on netflix and then see what we find

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harrystyles Soooo Love Actually it is

yourinstagram @harrystyles again? 🙄 just kidding of course we’re watching it

ynfan42 BESTIEEE YOURE SO PRETTY

harryfan94 from fangirling abt harry to dating him…. Y/N WON AT LIFE

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masterlist // omg i know the concert was on the same day the album was released but for the sake of the story, can we pretend it's already been out for a while LMAO please thank u 😭 if you enjoyed this blurb, please give it a like or reblog! don’t be shy to message me if you wanna chat or if you have any ideas or requests <3

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itsallyscorner · 3 years

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pleeeease write a blurb where the girl's a member of little mix and they do an award show performance, so tom keeps hyping his girl up and recording stories, just being a supportive bf 🥺

Thank you so much for requesting!! I’m so sorry it took so long, but I hope you enjoy it💞 I know you said you wanted a blurb, but I could never write short things, I’m always too damned detailed and shit, I’m sorry😭 Happy reading🥰

💌.

#1 Fan

Based on Little Mix’s 2019 BRITs performance of Woman Like Me, I suggest watching it to understand Tom’s insta story💞

“You’re going to absolutely smash it. All of you are.” Tom encouraged you. His large hands grasp onto yours comfortingly. The two of you were currently backstage at the BRITs in your and the girls’ shared dressing room. Tonight was a big night for you all, as you and the girls were nominated for two awards: British Artist Video of the Year and British Group of the Year. Additionally, the five of you were going to be performing your latest single, “Woman Like Me”.

To say that you were jittery was an understatement. You were terrifyingly nervous, it made you feel nauseous. Your stomach was a jungle of butterflies, fluttering nonstop as the time to perform grew closer and closer. You glanced at the clock and took a deep breath. The pink latex bra you had on felt as if it were getting tighter and tighter around your chest. Tom notices your slight discomfort and glances at the time, “How about we sit? You’ve got plenty of time to relax before you all go on stage.”

Tom wraps his arm around your waist and leads you to the couch in the dressing room. He settles beside you and moves his arm to rest across your lap, his hand interlocking with yours. You leaned back into the seat and watched the girls make last minute touches to their hair, face, and costumes. Tom squeezes your hand, bringing your attention to him. Your eyes shift to meet his warm chocolate brown ones. A soft smile grows on his lips, “Hey.”

You reciprocate his smile with a smaller one, “Hi.”

“What’s wrong? You rarely get jitters before going out on stage.” He asks you quietly so only you could hear. You stare down at your lap and fiddle with his fingers.

“I-it’s just different from what we’ve been doing lately.” You start, glancing at Tom. He nods for you to continue, “We just haven’t been doing live performances for such a long time. Like on tour, we’re usually performing in front of our fans. Not the entire British music industry or live television.”

Tom brings your hand up to his lips and presses a gentle kiss on it. “There’s nothing to worry about, darling. You—and the girls, are going to do amazing as always. You guys are the best at live performances. The amount of work and dedication you girls put into this is going to pay off, I swear, it’ll be a standing ovation. Everyone’s going to love it.”

You smile at your boyfriend’s support for you and the girls. You couldn’t help but peck his lips, to which he replied with a lovestruck grin.

“I’m just nervous that I’ll mess up. Like what if I miss a step of the choreography—or stumble on my words while I’m singing? Oh god, what if I forget the lyrics—“ Your eyes widen in horror as your head generated all the worst case scenarios that could happen on stage. Tom shushes you and gingerly cradles your jaw, being careful of the makeup on your face.

“Listen to me.” He levels his eyes with yours to make sure your attention is on him. “You’re not going to mess up or forget a line—none of that nonsense is going to happen. It’s a load of bullshit. You wanna know why? Because you’re (y/n) (l/n), a member of one of the biggest girl bands of the world, you’re my girlfriend, and you’re the most beautiful and talented girl I’ve ever met. You’re just overthinking. I know you, (y/n). Once the music starts on stage you get lost and start singing your heart out, the crowd just disappears from existence. It’s only you and the girls up on that stage and you’re going to make one hell of a performance. I just know it and so do the other people waiting in that audience.”

You stare at him, stunned by his sudden motivational speech. “Since when did you get good at pep talks?”

His mouth gapes at you, “Uh—stan Twitter? The fans? Is that seriously what you got from all of that?” You shook your head and wrapped your hands around his wrist. “No, I heard every single word. I guess I’m feeling a bit more better now, so thank you, Tommy.” You peck his lips again, despite the fact that your lip gloss was getting on his lips. Though he didn’t care, as long as he was kissing you.

“Still got some nerves?”

“Just a little bit. But I’ll be fine, especially with you in the crowd.” You interlock your fingers with his and glance at the clock. Only 10 more minutes till you were all going to perform.

Tom’s face lights up, “Front seat babe, I got the best seat in the house. I swear, I’m recording the whole performance on my phone. I already got Harrison to help me take Instagram stories for me at the same time. I need every angle.”

Jesy takes that as her cue to join the conversation, “My goodness, you’re such a dork.” She reaches her hand out for you to help you get off the couch.

Tom fakes a dramatic gasp, knowing Jesy didn’t really mean her jab at him. “I don’t know what you’re taking about, I’m just being a very supportive boyfriend. AND Little Mix’s number one fan.”

You dust your pink pants off and take a look at yourself in the full body mirror. You did a little shake too loosen your limbs out and did some breathing exercises. Tom lets you do your pre-performance ritual while he talks with the girls.

Perrie crosses her arms, amused at the younger Brit, “Are you seriously competing against a bunch of teenage girls to deem yourself as our number one fan?”

“Well are they dating one of the members of Little Mix? I don’t think so. You know who is? Me.” Tom gestures to himself sassily. “I even get to hear all the new music earlier than everybody else and get good seats at concerts.” He bragged while one of the members on your team helped you place your in-ears.

Jesy rolls her eyes before gesturing to the door, “Right, I’m calling security. Apparently we’ve got a crazed fan in our dressing room.” Jade and Leigh-Anne stifle a laugh at the bickering.

“You can’t kick me out, I have backstage access.” Tom defended himself with crossed arms.

“No seriously, babe. We’re about to perform in five.” You join the conversation, finally feeling your anxiousness start to fade away. Tom blinks at you, “I’m being kicked out by my own girlfriend?”

Jesy laughs at Tom, taking the piss out of his offended expression. A sly smirk grows on your face. You hold your hands out for him to help him off the couch, “If you want to record every second and angle of our performance, I suggest leaving now.”

Tom straightens out his suit before interlocking your fingers with his. He leans forward and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “You’re gonna be great. I love you.”

You giggle, eyes beaming up at his warm brown ones, “I love you too. Now get back to Harrison, you’ve left him alone for too long.” Prior to leaving, he stops in his tracks and manages to gather you and the girls into a group selfie. He wishes you all good luck and leaves, making his way back to his seat in the audience.

While he walks back, he posts the selfie you all took onto his Instagram story with the caption, “Good luck to these beautiful ladies! Tune into the BRITs to see their performance, you don’t wanna miss it!”

He gets back to the table designated for you and the girls to see Harrison with an unamused face.

“What?” Tom asks him, confused at his friend.

“You left me here by myself, you div.” Harrison quips. Tom cringes and apologizes to his friend.

“You’re still gonna help me record the performance, right?” Tom sheepishly asked gesturing to Harrison’s phone.

“Yes, Tom, I’ve told you multiple times that I’ll record it.” Harrison held his phone up getting his camera ready. Harrison was about the rant about Tom and how whipped the boy was for you, but was sushed by his best friend.

“SHUT UP IT’S STARTING. HARRISON START RECORDING!” The lights dimmed while someone announced you and the girls. Harrison had his phone already filming while Tom held his phone up, ready to start recording things for his Instagram story.

Tom’s Instagram Story:

“HOLY SHIT!” Tom screamed behind the camera as he recorded the opening of the performance.

You and the girls were stood up while the dancers were on the floor thrusting up at you all. The camera flips to Tom, who’s mouth was agape, “THAT SHOULD BE ME.”

The camera is back to the stage, where you and the girls are doing the choreography with the chairs. Tom whoops loudly in the background and yells, “THAT’S FUCKING SICK—HARRISON LOOK AT THEM.”

“YESS! THAT’S MY GIRLFRIEND!” Tom screamed, thrusting his finger in your direction when your part of the song came on.

Tom zooms in on you as you strutted alongside the girls on the stage, he flips the camera back to him and a smirk is on his lips. He nodded before telling the camera, “That’s my girl.”

Tom forgot to turn his camera around and ended up recorded himself reacting to the performance. A proud smile is on his features while his eyes lit up as they followed you on stage. He leaned closer to Harrison and says, “She looks stunning, mate, my god.”

The stories cut to him and Harrison dancing and singing along to Woman Like Me.

The camera cuts back to you. You’re singing your part in the chorus and you hit a certain note that stuns Tom. He flips the camera to himself, a shocked expression on his face while he hyped you up.

The colored lights reflect onto Tom’s face, his mouth widens when he realizes you and the girls included a dance break in the performance. He flips the camera back, making sure all five of you were in frame.

Tom cheers in the background along with the audience when you and the girls finish your performance.

An unbreakable smile is on Tom’s lips, “There you all have it, I tried to record some parts just in case you all missed it—But that was probably one of the greatest performances they have ever done. I feel so honored to be here.”

Tom leans over so him and Harrison are in frame, “What did you think of the performance, Harrison?” Harrison grins, “I thought it was out of this world, I wasn’t expecting that.”

Tom’s face is hovered above the camera, “I just wanted to let you all know, that after tonight, I am officially becoming a Little Mix fan account. Follow me for more insider updates on Little Mix.”

You come back to the table to see Tom, Harrison, and the girl’s dates beaming at the five of you. You’re all greeted with congratulations and hugs. When you finally reach Tom, he crashes his lips onto yours and lifts you up.

You giggle against his lips, “Hello to you too.”

He pecks your lips twice more before placing you back down, “You were—I don’t even know how to describe it. You were fucking amazing up there.”

You whine, the blush growing on your cheeks while you hid your face in his neck, “Well, I couldn’t have done it without your little pep talk. So thank you, lovey.”

Tom waves you off while helping you into the seat beside him, “That was all you, darling.”

You and the girls settled down as the awards show continued on. You were drinking a glass of water and reached out to check your phone. Tom stops you, grabbing your wrist. You shoot him a look.

“No—just, don’t watch my Instagram story. Please.” He asks you with a sheepish smile. A loud roar of laughter is heard from across the table, making you all look at Jesy. She simply holds her phone up, screen facing you all, with Tom’s story playing on it.

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The one where model Y/N is attacked in Paris.

blurb: Harry and Model Y/N are in Paris for Fashion Week 2020 earlier this year. To celebrate her first time walking for Gucci, Harry decides to take her out for a dinner date when a crazy youtube prankster attacks her while leaving the restaurant and Harry get furious as standing up to defend his girl.

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warning: rude and disrespectful attitude, invasion of personal space, violence, anxiety attack quote. DON’T read it if you feel uncomfortable.

author’s note: HIII, I know this took me a while. I was working on it when I got a cold and just couldn’t think of anything to finish writing this, but I’m much better now for god’s sake. I’d like to apologize with whoever requested this for taking such a long time to post it and say a huge thank you or requesting this too! This is completely inspired by what happened to Gigi Hadid in 2016(I guess) and I remember seeing this video and thinking why someone would do that, also, Gigi said once that the guy was lucky Zayn wasn’t with her sooooo I guess I just think Harry would be so furious because even though he’s a very chill guy, his girl safety and well being is the one thing that matters the most to him.

gigi’s video for the ones who didn’t see it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IjsPmjqmcvs

February 27th, 2020

Today was the first time that you ever walked for Gucci, and it was amazing, you were beyond happy because getting where you are today being a short model and only being 22 years old it's something to be proud of. It hasn't been easy all the time but you were slowly making your way to the top and that's more than enough. And you were highly grateful for Harry either, of course you walked Gucci's show because of your talent and hard working and no one doubted that, but Harry did a important role in your newest contract with Gucci because you met the team because of him and his Gucci obsession. But anyway, the fashion show was amazing, and you had Harry on the crowd cheering for you all the time and God, he was so proud! He couldn’t even handle himself. He was recording everything and even got up when you did the catwalk next to him as he kept taking multiple pictures. If you have to be real, almost 90% of those pictures looked really bad because he wasn't focusing on the phone but he also wanted to register this moment and when you'd look through them later you'd actually laugh because most of them had a very blur image.

When the fashion show ended, he had to congratulate you backstage. As you were starting to take off your outfit, you listened to your boyfriend's rough voice making you turn around to face him and see the biggest smile on his face, you could clearly see his dimples on the side of his cheek. He walked over to you instantly wrapping his strong arms around your figure hugging you so tight that you were even afraid that he would get the feat of ruining the rest of clothes you still had on.

— You were so great, I'm so pround of you! — Harry said on a low tone next to your ear before breaking the hug and looking carefully to your face. You had this crazy green eyeshadow that were halfway gone by now which caused him to chuckle — I love your eye look, it looks fabulous! — Harry said making you bend over to stare at the mirror behind you only realizing now you haven't finished taking off your makeup yet. You stand straight again giving him a mocking expression as you grabbed the makeup wipe you were using from the makeup table behind both of you.

— I know, I'm thinking about wearing this everywhere because it's just really fashion! — you ironically said taking a smirk out of him as you turned around sitting on the chair in front of the mirror so you could have a sight of how you're makeup were doing — But thank you, you know I appreciate it!

— I do! And that's why I'll congratulate you by taking you out for dinner tonight! — Harry said walking towards you resting his hands on both of your shoulders squeezing them gently as he bends over giving you a small kiss on your neck.

— Oh, like a dinner date? — You'd ask with a smirk on as you felt goosebumps on your kiss with his little kiss.

— Exactly like a dinner date! And later, we can have our own private celebration! — He'd say with a smirk on his lips as you finished taking your makeup off — What d' you think? Sounds good? — He asked you and you nodded at him and just some minutes later you both were out stage going back to your hotel in Paris. Harry called Jeff and asked him if he could make a reservation for both of you for tonight around 8 pm and he glady did, so as it was already 6 pm and as you both were probably the one couple in the world who takes the longest to get ready, you'd come back to the hotel and started getting ready already.

Jeff made an appointment for both of you to go to Le Cinq restaurant which is located near the Eiffel Tower and Arc of Triumph. You absolutely loved Paris at night, for some reason it seemed more magical and interesting to you. The weather, the lights, the fashion and the language that you learned to master well through the years warmed your heart whenever you’d go there. When you were a child, you got used to always hearing your mom tells you:’’whenever you’re in love, go to Paris’’, and for this reason Paris was one of the first places where you and Harry traveled together as couple. Harry didn’t use to travel a lot for by the way. MOst of the time, he used to travel for work, so this changed a lot since you started dating because you love to travel. You’ve always been a free spirit person, the kind of person that goes wherever the winds takes you so with the time Harry became like this too as you started taking him to do the craziest things on the craziest places around the world.

You felt the car slower it’s velocity as it got closer to the front of the restaurant, and you both could see by the window that the front was packed. As it was Paris Fashion Week, there were a lot of celebrities in the city and usually, fans settled in front of popular places around the city hoping they’d have a chance to meet their favorite celebs and even though you were already used to crowds at this point of your life, they’d still make you a little nervous, especially when it was in places not well known to you like a city you don’t live on.

— You’ll have to guide me because these shoes are really high and I don't want to step on anyone's feet — You said to Harry while putting your phone in the small black Prada bag you carried with you with your head down looking carefully to it because you’ve lost the count of how many times you thought you had put the phone inside your bag and you didn’t.

— It's alright! Hold my hand because there are a lot of people here! — Said Harry bringing his left hand up to your face to put a lock of hair of yours that fell in your face behind your ear and you nodded to him. Harry was really protective over you, and he has been that way since the beginning of your relationship. He’d always put your safety first anytime you’d go out together. When it was his about his concerts, you’d usually discuss about the fact that you want to be in the audience and he wants you to be backstage. It’d taken you a few minutes to convince him that everything was going to be fine, but it would also have days that it didn’t matter how much time you try to convince him he’d beg you to stay backstage so he could be relaxed during the performance. But you were grateful for him being that way, you were grateful that he cared so much about your well being because you know exactly how much some relationships can be destructive and you felt lucky to have someone this good in your life. Of course he wasn’t perfect, neither of you were but who is? He tried his best and that’s what matters the most.

But anyway, Harry held your hand tightly and opened the car door, immediately feeling the camera’s flashes burning your faces and listening to some fans starting to shout. Harry’s bodyguards got between both of you and the crowd guiding your way to the entrance of the restaurant and you felt the heat from the crowd instantly even though the weather in Paris was only 59°F, it’d feel lot warmer until you entered the place. And that is one special kind of a place, The decoration was perfectly splendid, gorgeous and marvelous if you must say. The touches of gold and light blue mixed with the yellow coloration of lights and the spectacular french food scent brought a cozy and elegant vibe.The restaurant was a little full, nothing out of the common and you observed the many different sizes of tables and the groups of people in it.

You both were taken to your table that was located next to the windows but wasn’t actually on the windows at it still had people outside and it feels weird to eat with people watching you. Anyway, Harry as the gentleman he is pulled the chair for you as he always did even though you had told him there’s no need for that. You both ordered glasses of your favorite white wine, neither of you were heavy drinkers but as it was a celebration it was much needed. The date happened naturally, just as all the laughing, talking and even gossips. This the casual couple gossip that you two would have, but it happened naturally. None of you ever felt like you had to pretend to be anybody else except yourself around each other.

During the night, Harry would get lost in your face admiring your features while you’re talking. He would admire the way your eyebrows move when you’d change expressions, the way your eyes would form a very tiny line when you tried to see something that was away from you, he’d admire your smile and the sound of your laugh anytime you’d remember of something funny or he’d tell you something funny and he’d think of how lucky he is to have you, because even though he knows that sometimes he can be a pain in the ass(just as you can too) , you’re very lucky to have one another and to have someone who would make you feel this great and free about who you are. Because who you are is exactly who you need to be. Of course both of you believes that changing and envolving it’s the most important thing to do and sometimes you’d be surprised to see how much you both grew from the beginning of your relationship until today and that would bring smile to your faces. He feels lucky to be able to call you his girl, and god you loved when he’d do it. You loved when he was about to present you to someone and say ‘’This is my girl Y/N’’, it’d cause you to open a big smile because it felt natural. You’re his and he’s yours, period.

When you both decided it was time to call it a night Harry paid the check against what you wanted because you wanted to pay this time. You’d honestly hate to have people paying for you, and this would usually be a point of discussion between you and Harry. You don't know why but you hate it, and it's just the gentleman in Harry wanting to spoil his girl again and again until he get tired of doing it, but he never does.

You were about to leave the restaurant when Harry slid his right hand around your waist bringing you closer to him very calmly to kiss your cheek.

— I know you want to say hi to everyone but just walk to the car, alright? — He'd lowly talk next to your ear making you look at him with a serious expression — It's for your safety, love! It's late now, and we don't know who's there. — And he was right, it was past midnight now and there were still some people out there. How can they stand there in this cold weather? But anyway, you agreed with him as you both walked your way to outside. You felt flashes again, blinding flashing lights making you look to the ground as Harry held his hand on the back of your back guiding you to the car.

As you walked towards the car, you felt a small hand touch your arm and you looked over to see a little girl with probably 12 or 13 years. She pursued tired eyes, and your heart ached with just the thought of keeping walking back to the car because you had no idea of how much time she’s been outside waiting for you so you stopped walking and bend down a little to get close to her height which made Harry stops walking immediately looking a little surprised but he understood when he saw you taking a picture with the little girl and how your face lightens up after it. You asked her what was her name and her age and she answered that her name was Lily and she was 13 she told you that she wants to be a model just like you when she grows older and that melted your heart. You smiled at her and told her that she could do whatever she wanted to and told her that when she grows up and becomes a model, you’d love to walk a show with her. When you’d stand up again you saw Harry looking at you with a small smile on his lips. He couldn’t deny he loves your kindness to every person in the world. It made his heart happy to know that he’s with someone with the same life philosophy than him. So he turned around to open the car door for you when you felt two strong arms wrap around your waist lifting you up and you froze.

— What the fu... — You'd shout before starting to hit him on his arms with your elbows as you'd move your legs trying to kick him with your heels. You'd feel flashes on your face and heat on your body increasing. It was the adrenaline and you were furious at this point. — Get...Off...Me — You'd shout as you'd hit his face with your elbows as well, Harry looked over to you and stormed out. He'd swear he'd never been like this in his life, he'd basically run to behind the guy's back and put his arm around his neck, Harry'd give him a punch right in the middle of his back and a slightly kick on the back of his knee to destabilise the guy which put you free by the moment he started to fall. Harry's bodyguard would hold you immediately trying to push you away from the crowd as you looked at Harry pushing the guy away from you.

— What the fuck were you doing? — Harry'd shout right into the man's face and watch as the man started to walk away from the crowd but Harry would go after him. Harry swears to god he couldn't even feel his body at the time. He was completely numb, moved by adrenaline and all he wanted to do was to beat the shit out of that man. — WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU? — Harry'd shout walking after him getting no response which just made him angrier. At that time he didn't care about the cameras or whoever was watching him, he couldn't calm down when someone threated his girl safety and personal space. It didn't even need to be you. If he saw anyone threatening a woman's safety, he'd freak out in anger.

You felt the bodyguards strong hands trying to push you away from the situation because that's what Harry would want him to do. He tried walking you towards the car, but you were reluctantly screaming for Harry because he could get himself hurt if he didn't come back to the car now. The other bodyguard walked after Harry grabbing him by the arm and Harry turned over to look at him with so much anger on his look and you'd swear you never saw him like this but then he did started walking over to you again.

You finally entered the car and closed the door. You felt in panic. Basically paralyzed, you felt your anxiety attacking and your hands shaking. You could literally hear your heart beating so fast and loud that it scares you.

— Go get him! Follow him to hell. I don't care! Take him to the police office! — You'd listen to Harry talks firmly to his bodyguards as he opened the car's door and entered in it. He took a deep breath and turned his face to look at you. His heart broke at that moment. You were a mess. You couldn't even feel the tears leaving your eyes, but he did see them. He saw your hands shaking and how scared your eyes looked and at that moment all of his anger left his body — Love... — He'd sigh getting closer to you while wrapping his arms around your now-fragile figure. He could feel your entire body shaking on his arms. He caressed your hair with one of his hands as he hugged you tight to calm you down. He'd look to the driver and make a sign for him to start driving back to your hotel — Are ya okay? You're hurt? Did he hurt you? — He'd talk on a calm tone squeezing you a little on his arms. You'd lift your head up to look at him with red wet eyes shaking your head to him.

— I'm sorry! — You'd say lowly. He did tell you to walk straight to the car, and you didn't listen to him.

— It's not your fault, love! — He'd say wiping some of your tears and then carefully kissing both of cheeks — Don't worry about it, everything's gonna be fine, alright? It's okay!

You'd spent the rest of the ride in silence. A comfortable silence. You'd be laying your head on his shoulder while holding his head getting your breathing and heart back to normal and your phones would start buzzing with notifications of what happened but none of you would see it, not now.

When you got to your hotel, you'd get out of the car in the garage. You'd both walk slowly to the elevator and slowing to your room. You entered the room going directly to the king sized bed and throwing yourself in it because you felt like getting in a coma and just waking up to a time where all this drama would go away. Harry'd walk towards you and sit in bed beside you. He'd put both of his hands on your shoulders massaging them slowly.

— I'll prepare you a bath, so you can relax a little before sleeping, how's that sound? — He'd say trying to cheer you up a little bit.

— Sounds great, thank you love! — You'd turn your head to look at him with a forced smile on your lips. Harry'd bend down to kiss your hair line before leaving to the bathroom.

He'd try his best to make you feel the most comfortable to sleep tonight. He'd prepare you a bath. He'd give you a message, he'd brush your hair for you but actually, he loves to do that. He loves to brush your hair before you go to bed, it was more like a routine for you both. He loves to feel your long locks on his fingers and to feel the sweet scent of it. He'd cuddle you until you fall asleep too, he'd even be the big spoon tonight so you could sleep on his chest breathing his perfume because he hoped that'd make you have a good night of sleep.

And after you did, he'd look on the things on his phone. All the posts about you being attacked in Paris and him beating the guy who did it were just too much and he felt sorry that you'd have to see and read all of those stuff as soon as you unblock your phone. A lot of your friends texted him asking what happened and if you were ok. He'd answer the closest ones only, like his mom and Gemma, your mom, Bella and Jeff. He didn't know what you'll decide about the next fashion shows you had to walk, but he also knows that no one would blame you if you just chose to come back home in NYC.

Harry didn't sleep at that night at all, he couldn't stop looking for what happened and why it happened. The next day, it was everywhere in the media and later you'd found out that the guy was a youtuber and he was making a prank when he posted his stupid youtube vlog with "I pranked Harry Styles's girlfriend and he punched me" as a title. You'd sue him for sure. You don't like taking those kind of actions, but it was necessary, he had to understand that you cannot disrespect people like this, specially people you don't know.

After that you'd probably understand why Harry is so protective over you and Harry would actually get ten times more protective, if I had to be honest. But as the time passed by and quarantine came you both would leave it behind and move on with your life because in the end of the day you both will still have one another.

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all-my-love-for-harry · 4 years

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And now we’re four.

summary: a family of three becomes a family of four.

word count: 2.9k

Based on these requests:

“i love my little shy boy, it's so cute!! what do you think about artemis getting a little sibling? like maybe one of his friends is getting one and he asks y/n and harry if he can have one too? or maybe y/n and harry are actually trying for a baby? the thought of artemis with a little baby sibling is killing me omg”

and

“I absolutely love your shy!boy series! Harry, Artemis, and Y/N are just so damn adorable together. I was wondering how all three would handle if (Y/N) was pregnant?”

and

“Hii ! I’m in love with your shy little boy series !!!! I was wondering if maybe you could write something about Y/N being pregnant, and Harry being over the top obsessed with her pregnancy/ the little bub and how Artemis would react?🥺👉🏼👈🏼”

and

“Hello! I’m absolutely obsessed with the My Shy Little Boy series! Can we get a blurb about Artemis calling Harry, on Y/N’s phone, in the middle of the night because he’s scared?”

and

“Can you do one where Artemis is curious as to why one of his classmate's mum has a bump on her tummy and when he finds out why he keeps asking for a little sis/bro🥺”

a/n: i’ve got many request to expand this little family so i thought i’d give it a go! Sorry for taking so long!

you can find more of my shy little boy here

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February, 2020.

Ever since signing those papers, no one could wipe off the smile in Harry’s face. The endless amount of love he had for his family only seemed to multiply. Despite how sad he felt after he couldn’t give the concert the night before his birthday, he still spent the best day with the love of his life and his son.

Unfortunately, that was the calm before the storm. The following weeks Harry would be very busy doing promo for the album. He had some interviews and shows between Los Angeles, Washington and the last stop would be New York.

Y/N and Artemis had to go back to London when their long weekend was over, to return to their normal routines. Although at first the little boy tried to throw a fuss, Harry was quick to promise it would only be for a short time and he’d call every single night before he went to bed so Artemis could talk to him about his day.

It was always the same with them, Artemis had this strong attachment to Harry, one that he devolved as soon as he started trusting him more. Not that Harry would ever complain, the feeling was mutual honestly. The two of them were inseparable, Artemis wanted to do whatever Harry was doing all the time and the latest loved every single second of it.

One year into their relationship, Harry started buying matching outfits for him and Artemis, claiming he wanted them to match at all times. It was the cutest thing for those who get the chance to watch it.

“Promise you’ll call every night?” Artemis asked Harry, who was crunched down at his eye level. He had big, crocodile tears rolling down. Harry’s heart broke as he pulled his little boy for another hug, squeezing him tight to his chest.

“I promise, monkey” After one last squeeze, he let go of Artemis and went back on his feet. “Please call me as soon as you land” He now told Y/N before embracing her.

“I will. I love you so much” She said before closing the short distance between her lips and his. Harry hummed into the kiss, memorizing this exact moments so the following weeks won’t be so hard to live. “Have a safe flight”

“You too, baby” He pecked her lips one more time before looking down at his son. “You gonna take care of mummy for me, champ?”

Artemis nodded while whipping his tears and taking a deep breath. A voice called their flight and that was their call to leave. Harry would be flying to Los Angeles later that day so he needed to get going too.

He looked at his family one last time and sighed, already missing them. It will definitely be hard, but he was confident they’ll pull through.

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Harry woke up in the middle of the night because his phone wouldn’t stop ringing. He groaned before sticking one arm out of under his pillow and started to look for it. When he found it, he groaned even louder when he saw what time it was.

Without even looking at the ID, he answered the phone. His voice was deeper than usual and he was still half asleep but he managed to mumble ‘what’ to the other line.

“Daddy?” a shaky voice in the other end of the line answered him, making Harry jump out of the bed, immediately alarmed by the tone of his son’s voice.

“Hey, bud. What are you doing awake? Where’s mummy?”

“Daddy, I’m scared”

“Everything’s okay, baby. Tell me where you are”

“In yours and mummy’s bedroom” he mumbled.

“And where is mummy?”

“In the bathroom” he paused to take a deep breath. “I asked the voice in mummy’s phone to call you” Harry and Y/N had been teaching Artemis how to call them during an emergency using Siri.

“It’s okay, sweets. Can you tell me why are you afraid?” Harry was really hoping Artemis just had a nightmare or something, because he already felt powerless being miles away from them.

“I couldn’t sleep so I wanted to ask mum if I could sleep with her but when I entered the room she wasn’t there” He paused to breathe. “She’s throwing up in the bathroom, daddy. What do I do?”

In Artemis’ little six year old mind, he was responsible for his mum because Harry told him to take care of her. Before Harry could respond he heard how a door was opened and Y/N’s voice at the other end of the line.

Harry waited until Y/N had her phone back to talk again. “Hey, I’m sorry he woke you up” She said.

“He told me you were throwing up, are you okay?” Now he was worried for her.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I caught a stomach bug” She sighed. Y/N was now laying on her side of the bed while Artemis was cuddled to her side. “But I’m okay now”

“You sure?” Harry passed a hand through his face, rubbing the sleep off.

“Positive” She hummed. “When are you back?”

“Just two more weeks, baby. Please tell me if you’re still feeling bad tomorrow”

“I will. I bet it’ll be gone by tomorrow” She covered a yawn with the back of her hand.

“Would you put me on speaker? Wanna say goodnight to the lad” She did what Harry said and moved the phone closer to Artemis so he could hear clearly.

“Daddy?”

“Hey, monkey. Will you get some rest now?” Artemis hummed a yes. “I’m counting down the days to see you, kiddo”

“Me too, daddy”

“Good night, baby. I love you”

“I love you more” He yawned, cuddling even closer to Y/N. He was much more relaxed now that his mummy was okay.

“And I love you, Y/N”

“I love you, H. Sorry for waking you up again”

“No, please. Wake me up anytime, lover”

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March, 2020.

Y/N’s stomach bug hasn’t gotten any better. She kept throwing up every day, so Harry decided to change his flight and come home earlier than planned. He was supposed to go to Los Angeles for another week, but it was mostly to visit some people while he was still in the States so he figured he could do that other time.

He was waiting for his flight to be called, bouncing his leg anxiously. He couldn’t wait to go back home and do absolutely nothing but spend time with his family until it was time to go on tour.

His phone started ringing so he grabbed it from the pocket of his jacked and smiled when he saw his mum was calling him.

“Hi, mum” He said cheerily.

“Hi, darling. How are you?”

“I’m good, waiting in the airport for my plane”

“I thought you would stay there until next week?”

“Y/N isn’t feeling great so I’m flying early” He shrugged. Taking the decision to change his flights wasn’t a hard one, his girlfriend was sick and it was his job to take care of both her and his son.

Anne smiled even though Harry wouldn’t be able to see her. “That’s nice. I’ll give her a call to see if she needs something”

“Thanks mum. I’m sure she’d appreciate that”

They kept talking for a little more, catching up. He was looking forward spending more time with his mum once he was back. “Harry” Anne called him.

“Yeah?”

“When are you gonna pop the question, son?”

“What question?” He asked, accent thicker.

“You know which one” He could feel his mum rolling her eyes. “When are you gonna ask Y/N to marry you?!”

“I won’t discuss this over the phone, mother” he chuckled. “Besides, I just made you a grandma recently, woman. Give me a break” Harry joked, making her laugh.

“I’m sorry! All I’m saying is you already have a son together, why not tight the knot?” she paused, dramatically sighing. “I’m getting old and I’d appreciate to watch my children get married”

He rolled his eyes. “One, you’re not old so stop that. And two, you have other child” A voice called Harry’s flight. “I gotta go, mum. I’ll call you when I land”

“Please do. I love you, honey”

“I love you more”

A long trip was waiting for him so he got comfortable on his seat after sending a quick text to Y/N. He’d be landing before lunch, meaning he would be able to pick Artemis up from school. He closed his eyes, hoping to take a quick nap during the flight.

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Harry landed one hour before Artemis was supposed to get out from school, so the car he called drove him directly home. He thanked the driver and got his stuff out of the car, when he crossed the gates of the house, he saw Y/N’s car parked.

Y/N had told him she called in sick again because the headache she had in the morning was too strong that one of her mothers had to take Artemis to school. He was starting to get worried, thinking it could be something else and not just a stomach bug.

Opening the door, he called for his girlfriend but got no answer so he walked right upstairs to the master bedroom where she found her curled up in the middle of the bed.

“Hi, baby” He cooed, soothing her out of her sleep by caressing her cheek. Her eyes flutter open and a smile appear on her face when she saw him knelt down beside her, inches away from her face. “How are you feeling?”

“A little better. Gemma was here earlier actually, she brought me soup”

“That’s nice” He smiled softly. “I’ll go pick Artemis up, okay? Then we’ll go to the doctor”

“The doctor? Why?” she said, supporting her weight on one of her elbows.

“To check up on you. Perhaps isn’t a stomach bug” he shrugged, sitting on the empty space of the bed.

She wanted to protest, but she knew Harry would insist until she said yes so she nodded, flashing a little smile at him. “Okay, we’ll go”

He leaned to kiss her forehead, pleased with her answer. He looked at the clock in the wall and sighed. He should leave now to make it on time to Artemis’ school. “I’ll go for the monkey, okay?”

Y/N cuddled back in bed, sighing happily because Harry was finally back home. Her boyfriend smiled at seeing her getting cozy as he stood up from the bed. Harry went back downstairs and out to his car to drive to Artemis’ school.

Walking inside of the building, Harry greeted a couple of parents he knew. When he reached Artemis’ classroom, his smile grew bigger at the sight of his boy chatting with a little girl who was sitting next to him.

Artemis looked up and his eyes lighted up when he saw Harry. “Daddy” He stood from the little chair and ran towards him. “Daddy, you’re here!”

“Hey, monkey” Harry caught him in his arms. “I missed you. Are you ready to go?” His son nodded excitedly. “Go pick your backpack up” When he went back on his feet he recognized someone entering the classroom. “Cece?”

“Harry? Hi?” The blonde, pregnant woman smiled at him. “How are you?”

“I’m great, how are you? When’s the baby arriving?”

“Two months or so, we’re very excited”

“Well, congratulations. Hope it goes well”

“Thank you. Worst has already happened anyway, morning sickness was a bitch” She laughed. Harry chuckled too, something clicked on his brain, a small possibility crossing through his mind.

Could Y/N be…?

“Daddy, let’s go!” Artemis came running back.

“I’ll expect you and Y/N for the baby shower” Cece said.

“Of course. Take care, okay?” Harry smiled one last time before taking his son’s hand to walk out of the classroom.

“Daddy, what happened to Ximena’s mum?”

“What do you mean, mate? She’s pregnant”

“Pregnant?”

“She’s gonna have a baby. Ximena will be a big sister”

“How does it work?” he asked confused. “She looks… different”

They reached Harry’s car and Artemis let his dad pick him up to put him in the car seat. “Well, is because there’s a baby growing inside of her tummy”

Artemis let out a little ‘ohh’, processing the information his daddy had just told him. “So Ximena will get a sister or a brother?”

“I didn’t ask Cece, baby” Harry went in the driver’s seat and started the car, driving away. “But either of them will be perfect”

“Can I get one?” He suddenly asked, kicking his legs back and forth.

“One what?” He already knew the answer but he wanted Artemis to say it anyway.

“A brother or a sister. I’d like one, please”

Harry breathed a laugh at his boy’s politeness. “Is not that easy mate. Takes a while”

Artemis didn’t say anything for the rest of the ride, singing along to the songs on the radio. Harry kept thinking about the possibility of Y/N being pregnant herself. It would make sense to him, all the mornings she’s been waking up to throw up, how she said to him over the phone that her nose was very sensitive lately, how her boobs kind of hurt all the time and lastly, one that Harry didn’t want to mention, how she’s been gaining a little weight.

They passed through a drugstore and Harry made an impulsive decision to stop there. “Are we home?”

“Not yet. I need to grab something real quick, let’s go”

They went inside and Harry grabbed a couple of pregnancy tests of one of the shelves. “What are those for?” Artemis asked.

“Nothing, baby. Let’s go” After he paid, they walked back to the car to continue their drive home.

The arrived and Harry sent him to clean up so he could go with Y/N. When he entered the room Y/N was exiting the bathroom. “You threw up again?” He asked, setting the plastic bag on the bed.

“No, I just wanted to pee” She smiled. “Where’s my baby?”

“Washing up” He smiled back. “So, I saw Cece today”

“Really? How is she?”

“She looks great. She also said she wants us on her baby shower, by the way” She hummed. “She mentioned how at the beginning of her pregnancy she had terrible morning sickness”

“Where is this going?” She asked confused. She sat on the bed and saw the bag. “Harry…”

“Look, it’s a possibility”

“I’m not pregnant” She assured him.

“Just take the tests, please. If it’s negative, then it’s negative”

“What if it’s positive?”

“Then we’ll figure it out” He took her hands. “Please”

She sighed. “I already know this will be negative” Y/N rolled her eyes but took the bag anyways. “And I just peed, fuck” Harry chuckled, shaking his head. “Go check on Artemis while I take these”

Harry nodded and walked out of the room and to his son’s bedroom. He found him sitting on the floor with a picture book in his hands. “Daddy, I’m hungry”

“Let’s get you some lunch then, kiddo”

They went down and Harry let Artemis help in the kitchen, he was fixing something quick for lunch while waiting anxiously for Y/N to finish taking the tests.

“Harry?!” He heard from the top of the stairs.

“In a minute!” He exclaimed back. “Wait in the living room for us, mate. Turn on the telly, we won’t take long” Artemis nodded, walking towards the bedroom and doing what his daddy told him.

Harry ran upstairs to where Y/N was. “Have you look at them?”

“No, not yet” she sighed. “You do it”

“One line means negative, two lines mean you’re pregnant” He repeated the sentence over and over again. He closed his eyes for a second before letting out the air he was retaining.

He gasped when he opened his eyes and saw it.

Two lines.

With tearful eyes he took another test and saw the same result so he took the third one and smiled when he saw every single one of them had the same result. He looked at Y/N, no words needed.

“We’re having a baby” He said as he let tears roll down his eyes.

Y/N smiled before tears formed in her eyes as well. They were having a baby. She was going to be a mother again. Unconsciously, her hands travelled to her stomach. “Well, it wasn’t a stomach bug, wasn’t it?”

They both laughed through the tears as Harry took her in her arms, careful to not squeeze her too tight.

Harry’s heart was about to explode for the amount of love he was feeling right now. There was an actual baby growing inside of Y/N. He bowed to himself he’d be at all times for her, he won’t leave her side for any reason. He wanted to live the whole process. He could already imagine himself with his future newborn in his arms, so delicate and pure.

His heart and soul belonged to his family. But it wasn’t divided in two anymore. Because they weren’t three anymore. And that couldn’t be more exciting.

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