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reawritesthings · 3 years

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Harry H request…

"I'm not leaving you here." "I promised to love you forever, and that is a promise I intend to keep."

Where you left during a fight because it all became too much and he comes and finds you to give you reassurance

Underground Carparks. | Harry Holland

Everything was now turning into bullets. Each word that left Harry’s lips just came like a unexpected eruption. It wasn’t as brutal, but you’ve never seen Harry get this angry. It was as if the waves drowned the sand, and the moon attacked the sun.

“I can’t believe you are forbidden me to go out with my friends.” Harry growled, arms crossed with that childish smug look on his face mirroring your rage.

You haven’t seen Harry properly since he came back with Tom. He was already on the road, and you never stopped him. You knew that Harry would get opportunities to become what he always wanted even if that left you at home, working a job that never really suited you.

“I haven’t seen you in months, Harry. I just want to spend some time with my boyfriend. Is that so hard?” You sniffled, the tears having no control as they hit your trembling hands.

“We have the the weekend.” Harry muttered. He didn’t know why you were being so difficult, almost banning him from seeing his friends.

“I’m not even a priority anymore, am i?” You stammered, eyes rested on the floorboard instead of Harry’s raging eyes. You didn’t, couldn’t even look at him. You were scared that the look in his eye would answer your question.

“Stop being so clingy.” Harry grumbled. “God you are just so annoying sometimes. This is why you have no friends.”

And that’s when your tired eyes met his mediocre eyes. The blackness inside his eyes was something that you would see in a horror movie, an imagery that Harry would describe when he explained certain aspect of films.

You didn’t know that you would actually see a vision like that, right inside your shared home. Without saying a word, you just snatched the keys in your hand winching at the coldness of the metal as you opened the door.

You were waiting for Harry to stop you, to tell you that he was sorry but only silence filled the room.

“Have fun…” You croaked, heading out of the house unsure where your destination is.

It had been exactly an hour since you left Harry. He was in a constant battle of his ignorance and selfishness to even bother to answer the calls on his phone.

He knew that they were from Tom asking him where he was but, he couldn’t face his brother. Not when he just saw his light fade into the distance. He wasn’t sure why he didn’t stop you, it was the boldness he seemingly got from spending time with actors.

He looked up to them, far to much that he was acting like a dick. Harry’s eyes flicked to the door when a loud knock evoked his daydream.

“Y/N?”

Tom snorted. “It’s me. I was worried about you.”

“Oh. Yeah, sorry. I just had a fight with Y/N. I think I fucked up.”

Tom furrowed his brows, pulling his brother into a hug, “What happened?”

“I said some things that I shouldn’t and she just walked out and I didn’t even stop her.” Harry mumbled. “I didn’t stop her.”

“Have you tried calling her?”

Harry shook his head, “She won’t even answer if I call her.”

“You don’t know unless you try.” Tom said with a assuring smile. “I’m sure she is someone local like a parking lot.”

“Parking lot? Why there?” Harry said, rubbing his temple as you went straight to voice mail.

“I tend to go someone isolated. It helps me think.”

Harry quirked an eyebrow as he remembered a small memory of the two of you spending the night in Sainsbury’s car park, admiring the stars.

“You are a fucking genius.” Harry shouted, and ran out of the house. He knew exactly where you were.

Harry arrived at the car park. He was frantically searching for a small yellow car that you loved so much. Harry didn’t see the obsession but he was warming up to the love the car as much as you did.

“Where are you?” Harry whispered to himself, pulling the curls from his head as he was thinking of the worst. “C’mon sweets. Where you hidin?”

Harry ran across the lot, searching for you. He tried inside the store but you weren’t there and he reckoned he would try the DVD section but you weren’t there either. He had only one other place where you would go.

Tunnel Carpark.

“Y/N?” He shouted. “You here?”

You perked your head up when you heard Harry’s voice. You didn’t say anything and stayed low.

“Honk if you are here.”

You debated, and having the thought of another round physically drained you but, it was getting quite cold in here.

Out of coldness, and knowing that Harry had his pink hoodie you honked the car and saw Harry race towards you.

“Babe. Fuck. Thank god you were okay.”

“I’m fine.” You firmly said. “Why aren’t you with your friends?”

“They aren’t important right now. You are and I’m so sorry, sweets.” Harry gently said. “I shouldn’t of had said those things and I’m sorry for being an awful boyfriend.”

“This isn’t the first time this has happened, Harry.” You sniffled. “You’ll always put me second when I always put your first.”

“I know. I know and I was just so wrapped up in the Hollywood life that I just didn’t feel like I was back in Kingston.”

“I can’t keep doing this, Harry. I’m tired of it.” You were being truthfully.

You owed it to yourself.

“Please. I can’t even imagine what you are going to say next.” Harry whispered. “Please.”

“Can we just talk tomorrow… I just want to be alone.” You fumbled with the loose keychains that were attached to your keys.

“I’m not leaving you here, Y/N. I made a promise that I would love you forever and I intend to keep it. I know you don’t want to see me but, I can’t leave you in bloody Sainsbury underground carpark. I wouldn’t forgive myself.”

You went silence for a moment, and unlocked the car door, “We both can sit in silent. Just, as much as I’m hurt…I do want you here.”

“Always.” Harry promised, getting into the car. “Want my hoodie? It’s kinda chilly?”

“Yes. But, after that we stay in silence.” You raised an eyebrow, looking over at Harry. He already took his jumper off and handed it to you.

“Anything you say sweets,” He gingerly smiled, and rested his back against the seat. “Completely silence.”

“Starting now.”

It had only been five minutes, and Harry couldn’t the silence, “I think I just saw a fox.”

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duskholland · 4 years

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bc im sick and sad, can you do a harry blurb with him taking care of you while you’re sick :)) thank you, love you!

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You probably should’ve told Harry you were feeling under the weather before he left for set, but you don't realise just how ill you are until you try to get out of bed a few hours after he’d gone. As soon as you're upright, a surge of dizziness and nausea spreads across you, and you promptly collapse back into the sheets, groaning. Somehow you manage to wrangle some painkillers and water, but then you’re bed-bound - all sniffling, and streaming, and coughing. To say you feel rough is an understatement - you feel like you’re on the verge of death.

When he phones you on his break and you can barely croak an answer down the line, he tells you he’s coming back home immediately. You try to argue with him, complaining about how you’re fine, Harry, but he won’t hear any of it. The guilt you feel is overshadowed by the relief at the thought of being looked after - as much as you like to pretend Harry’s protective streak amuses you, you feed into it just as much as he does.

“Oh, shit, babe. You look horrible.” Harry peers around the bedroom door, eyes taking in the scrunched up sheets, piles of tissues and your somewhat bedraggled appearance.

You scoff. “Oh, if it isn’t my charming, loving boyfriend,” you reply, descending into a fit of coughs at the end. He walks across to you, sitting down beside you on the edge of the bed and running a hand over your back to soothe you. “You- you didn’t need to come home for me, I’m fine,” you stammer out, your eyes streaming.

“Liar,” he says, rolling his eyes. But he’s soft with you, helping you sit up against the headboard as he holds up a bag and smiles. “Look through this, I’ll go make you some tea.”

Your eyes are slightly blurry, but you paw through the large Tesco bag and pull out item after item, your heart just about dissolving as you realise Harry had stopped off to get you a selection of your favourite things: chocolate, bath bombs, candles. Even two pairs of fluffy socks. When he reappears with a mug of steaming tea, you just about pull him into bed with you.

“Thank you,” you exclaim earnestly. “You’re so good to me.”

Harry shrugs as he carefully slips into bed beside you, wrapping an arm around your side and pulling you so you’re settled between his legs and resting against his front. He holds you in a tight hug, pressing gentle kisses to the side of your face as you slowly work on the tea.

“I do love you,” he says. “I’d be quite sad if anything happened to you.”

You scoff, letting him kiss your cheek again a few times. “I’m not about to die, Harry, I’m just a bit ill.”

“Hmm, I’m not so sure about that. I think I’ll need to monitor you very closely, love.”

You giggle into your tea. “Doctor Holland,” you tease. “Suits you.”

He laughs, nuzzling his cold nose into your neck. “You’re probably going to infect me,” he points out.

“Then I’ll look after you in return,” you promise. You pause to cough, feeling Harry turn away from you. His hand pads over your back. “That’s- that’s how good a girlfriend I am.”

Harry releases a short chuckle. “The best girlfriend,” he promises. “I got us matching socks. Thought we could have a bath, too, if you wanted.”

You put your mug down on the bedside table and turn to face him, gratitude replacing everything else as you stare at the face of the man you love so much. You reach up and cup his cheek, stroking your fingers through his hair fondly.

“Thank you,” you say. “I love you.”

Harry leans in and drops a soft kiss to your forehead. “I love you too, darling. Get well soon.”

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stardust-revengers · 5 years

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harrison: can you not just admit when you’ve made a mistake?

tom *stirring his coffee*: fuck you, i prefer it with salt.

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tomhollandandtessa · 5 years

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This is just uncalled for

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somedayholland36 · 5 years

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samholland1999:

Happy birthday mate. Had such a great day today, minus the sea sickness, but don’t worry guys I was very brave. Thanks for everything! Love ya ❤️

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lueurdelune · 5 years

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I’m literally considering unfollowing this blog because they’re anti-tony and I mean everyone has freedom of speech but

their opinion is wrong

#tom holland #harrison osterfield #harry holland #spider man: homecoming #peter parker #tom hollland #spiderman #tony stark #robert downey junior #rdj #iron man #avengers: endgame #endgame

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hogwartsmarvelmommy · 2 years

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The Bet

A Harry Hollland mini series

Part five : hook, line, and sinker

Warnings : little angst, lotta smut (unprotected sex, cream pie, oral (both m&f receiving) slight public oral (in a closet))

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You were cuddled up on the couch in the living room of the fraternity with Harry's arm around you watching cupcake wars when Harrison walked in and smirked at the two of you. "You guys make a cute couple," he pointed out before jogging up the stairs.

"Except we aren't," you muttered under your breath.

You felt Harry move and glanced over to see him looking at you. "What was that?" He wondered.

"Nothing," you snapped as you rose to your feet. "I should go, I have some papers I need to write," you explained as you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your purse.

"Wait-" Harry started.

"I'll call you later," you said as you slipped out of the living room and to the entrance of the frat.

Harry stared after you dumbfounded. Had he done something? He knew you were on your period, maybe you had been grumpy with him..

Harrison came running back down the stairs stopping once he realized you had gone. "Where is y/n?" He wondered.

"She left after you went upstairs," Harry told him, "actually she ran off," Harry shook his head in confusion.

"What did you do?" Haz asked.

Harry looked at Haz with an unsure look, "nothing, you said we made a cute couple and she muttered something under her breath and then snapped on me," Harry told him.

"Your girlfriend sounds moody," Harrison laughed as he plopped down onto the couch.

"She's not my girlfriend," Harry admitted.

Harrison looked at him like he had two heads. "You're joking right," he asked Harry who just shook his head. "Idiot," Harrison chuckled. "You're parading that girl around like she's your girlfriend and she's not? Make her yours dumbass," Harrison told him with a light punch to the shoulder.

Harry knew he was right, there was no question about it.

To be honest he had wanted to make things official many times.. but he always got nervous. He had hurt you, and lost your trust and he didn't want to begin a relationship like that, he was trying to build back up to it, but maybe he didn't need to, maybe he had been overthinking it all along.

"You're right," Harry admitted before jumping up and running up to Tom's room.

Harry knew Tom had Mal over so he knocked instead of just busting into the room.

"Yeah?" Tom called through the door.

Harry opened it to find Tom and Mal cuddled together on his bed, which in and of itself was… odd. "What are you doing?" Harry wondered.

"Cuddling my girlfriend, what does it look like I'm doing?" Tom scoffed.

Harry's eyes widened. "Your girlfriend?"

"Don't make a big deal of it, okay?" Mal chuckled as she kissed Tom's cheek.

"Ok, can I have your keys?" Harry asked Mal.

She furrowed her brows at him, "mine?" She wondered.

"Yeah, I need to go and do something at your house," Harry told her hoping she wouldn't ask to many questions.

Mal shrugged her shoulders and reached over to her purse before pulling out the Keys and tossing them to Harry. "Good luck, make it count," she winked.

Harry shook his head, "thanks!" And then he ran down to his car to go to the store. He just hoped you hadn't gone straight home.

You had stopped for a hot chocolate on your way home, knowing you would need it before busting down to write your papers. You hadn't been lying about that when you had rushed out of Harry's house.

You knew you had been a little dramatic, but you were getting impatient. You and Harry were practically a couple, you even told each other that you love each other, but not having that title of 'girlfriend' was starting to frustrate you.

Harry had said that he wanted to get back to a good place, but god how much better could it get?

You walked up to your apartment unlocking in and stepping inside and you were stunned.

Candles.

Everywhere.

And rose pedals.

You weren't sure if Tom had hired someone to come do this to surprise Mal or what, but you didn't want to ruin it.

You were about to book it out of the apartment and just go to the library when Harry stepped out of the hallway with his dopey smile and messy curls.

You felt your jaw drop.

"Wha-"

"I'm an idiot," Harry interrupted, "I've been waiting for the perfect moment, and all along I think I've just been pushing off something that didn't really need to have a 'perfect' moment," he took a few steps towards you and stopped in the middle of the candles. "I didn't realize, how much you would come to mean to me, how hard and fast I would fall in love with you. But you do, and I did," you gasped as Harry dropped down on one knee.

"What are you doing?" You demanded.

"Oh, oh no! I'm not proposing!" Harry clarified quickly, before cocking his head to the side and adding, "unless you want me to?"

You stared at him dumbfounded, "I don't want you to propose to me you psycho," you chuckled.

"Good," Harry sighed before pulling out a box.

"Harry," you warned.

He laughed at you before opening it to reveal a bracelet with the number 23 on it. "It's not a lot, but I figured my girlfriend should be wearing my jersey number to scare off any guys," he told you with his signature dopey smirk in place.

You stared at the little silver chain for a moment before looking back at him. "girlfriend huh? That's pretty presumptuous," you told him with a grin.

"You know me," he shrugged, "I'm a cocky bastard," he shot you a wink before getting up to his feet and taking out the bracelet.

You held out your hand for him to put it on you and once he had he brought your knuckles up to his mouth and kissed each and everyone, "what do you say pretty girl? Wanna go steady with Holland?" He asked you.

You couldn't help but laugh, "you're such a cheese ball!" You exclaimed before throwing yourself into his arms and wrapping your legs around his waist.

You smashed your lips to his as he grabbed at your ass holding you up. "I take that as a yes," he mumbled against your lips.

You broke the kiss and leaned in till your lips were against his ear and whispered, "take me to bed and I'll show you," before sucking on the spot just below his ear that drove him wild.

"I thought you were-"

"Finished yesterday," you interrupted knowing exactly what he was going to say, "you do know a little blood never hurt anybody though," you teased.

Harry chuckled as he walked towards your room with you still in his arms, "I am more than aware that it never hurt anyone, I just think that is why there is shower sex," he told you.

You chuckled at that, right before he tossed you onto the bed, you bounced a few times before settling down, but Harry wasn't wasting any time, he had your pants and panties off within seconds and his face buried between your thighs.

"Oh god," you moaned as you fell onto your back.

If there was one thing Harry was a master at.. it was this, he knew exactly what to do with his tongue and when to use his fingers.

You became a mess as he lapped at your folds, he was a man bound and determined. "Harry," you gasped as you felt yourself getting close, "I thought I said I'd show you," you pointed out.

He lifted his head from between your thighs and grinned at you, "what did you have in mind, pretty girl?" He wondered.

You took the opportunity to push him up off of you and then down onto the bed, you still had your shirt on, and Harry was still fully clothed, but regardless of that you could see the obvious bulge tenting his pants.

You wanted to make a show of what you had planned, though you had never done it before, so you were a little worried it might suck.

You reached down unbuttoning his pants before tugging them off his hips and discarding them on the floor, next would be his boxers, but you felt like being a tease, so you leaned forward and kissed him through the fabric, making him moan out.

"Y/n," he groaned as you ran your hand up his clothed length.

"I've never done this so you will need to walk me through it," you admitted as you slipped your fingers into his waistband and tugged his boxers down his thick thighs.

His dick sprung up begging for relief you were all too willing to give.

You knew you couldn't fit all of him in your mouth, at least not yet, so you did what you had read about in countless smutty romance novels. You licked from the base of his cock to the tip and took the head of him into your mouth while wrapping your fingers around him as well and began to suck, and if you weren't sure it was going to be good, the noises coming from Harry told you the exact opposite.

"Fuck pretty girl," Harry groaned as he stared down at you, "you look so perfect with your lips wrapped around my cock," he praised you as his head fell back.

You let him out of your mouth with a pop before pulling off your shirt, and climbed up his body till you were straddling him. You helped him out of his own shirt, making sure you were only hovering over his core with your own.

"You remember when we did this with clothes on?" You Wondered with a chuckle.

"Mhmm," Harry mumbled as he reached down and circled your clit, ``been thinking about you riding me ever since pretty girl," he admitted as he grabbed his dick and lined it up at your entrance. You wanted to be patient and sink down onto him slowly, but the second you began, you couldn't help it, his hands were on your hips helping you move, and all at once everything felt too good.

You rode him hard and fast, moaning as his cock rubbed against your g spot with every hard thrust. It all felt too good, and you knew you weren't going to last very much longer. “Harry,” you moaned out as your head fell back.

“That's it, pretty girl, strangle my cock with that pretty pussy,” he whispered before grazing his teeth along your collarbone.

Everything in you exploded all at once as your core clenched around him. He was going to help you ride your orgasm out and then pull out, but as soon as you clenched he exploded as well.

You both started riding out your orgasms before you let your head fall to Harry's shoulder.

“I didn't pull out,” Harry mumbled as he pressed kisses to your shoulder.

“First cream pie,” You giggled, making Harry laugh against your shoulder.

“You're an idiot,” He mumbled, before laying you down and making a show of exploring your body.

It had been a few weeks since the two of you had made things official and Harry was living in the clouds.

He was sitting on the bench in the locker room when Jeff came up to him with a grin. "Get your girls panties for the game tonight?" He asked.

Harry glanced up, not sure he had heard him correctly, "come again?" He asked.

"Did. you. Get. Your. Girls. Panties. For. Game. Tonight." He clarified like a jerk.

"Why on earth would I do that?" Harry demanded, completely unsure of what the hell Jeff was talking about.

"Oh shit," Jeff laughed, "sorry mate, I forgot up until this point you were anti girlfriend," he shook his head as he looked up to the ceiling like it was the funniest thing. "Anyways, get your girls Panties, preferably the ones she's wearing for the game, we all do it for luck, and it hasn't seemed to let us down yet," Jeff clasped Harry's shoulder before walking away leaving Harry almost as confused as to begin with. Get your panties? How odd.

Harry made his way around the campus to where your last class was on a mission to acquire your panties, but stopped when he heard the familiar sound of your giggling.

He loved the sound, until he saw a man standing beside you clearly flirting making you laugh. "So I'm not sure exactly how it'll work," the man told you.

"Yeah well, I'm super busy so you'll have to find someone else," you told him apologetically.

"I don't want anyone else though, you're the one, I just know it," he whined.

Harry felt his blood boil, he didn't have any context to the conversation and had no clue who this guy was but he was over it.

He kicked his feet back into motion and loudly called for you, "hey pretty girl," you glanced up and Harry was glad to see that you looked extremely uncomfortable until you saw him, your shoulders visabley relaxed and you looked like you were so thankful.

"Hey baby," you said back with a smile as Harry aproched you and flung his arm around your shoulder.

"Who's this?" Harry asked you, gesturing to the guy.

"This is-" you paused your eyes going wide in realization you didn't even get his name before he started to desperately flirt with you.

"Bradley," the guy supplied, "and you are?"

"This is Harry, my boyfriend," you told him with a smile. "Bradley, is one of the students transferring over for the electives from Broward university," you told Harry.

"Broward? We're playing you guys tonight," Harry told him.

"You're on the team?" The guy asked with a look.

"Sure am," Harry told him dryly, "team captain actually," he added with a smug look. "We gotta get going if we're going to make our reservation, it was nice meeting you Braford," Harry said as he pulled you away without another word.

"it's Bradly," the guy mumbled.

"Harry!" You giggled as he pulled you down the hall and into a closet.

"He was flirting with you," Harry explained, "I had to get you away," he brushed his finger along your cheek with a smile.

"Oh yeah big guy?" You teased, "were you jealous?" You were obviously joking, but the truth was that Harry was jealous, he didn't want anyone to get in between the two of you, especially dumb jocks named Bradley.

"Maybe," Harry admitted.

You giggled before pushing up on your toes and brushing your lips over the edge of his lips, "there was no need to be," you whispered, "I love you," and then you were kissing him, he pulled you tightly against his body before breaking the kiss.

"Your coming to the game tonight?" He wondered.

"Of course, can't miss the first game my boyfriend is playing in," you teased.

"I'm in every game," Harry pointed out with a laugh.

You nodded, "yeah but this is the first one where I'll get to yell 'that's my boyfriend'" you told him with a waggle of your eyebrows.

"You're a goof," he chuckled, "hey, on the topic of tonight's game.."

"Yeah?"

"Can I have your panties?" He blurted.

You stared at him with a confused look. "My underwear? Like the thong I have on right now?" You asked.

He nodded, "please?" He added.

You bit your bottom lip, "do I get an explanation, or would you just like me to hand them over?" You laughed.

Harry thought about it, "I'll explain later, can I get them?"

"Sure," you smiled, "go get em tiger," you added with a wink.

Harry's mouth nearly fell open. Here the two of you were in a janitor's closet in the middle of the school hall and you were proposing he get down and get them himself, knowing he wouldn't be able to help himself to other things, right before his game?… the boys would kill him for this later, but fuck it.

"My pleasure, pretty girl," he whispered biting your earlobe and dropping down to his knees. Thankfully you had chosen to wear a skirt today, so access wasn't exactly a problem. He trailed his hands up the inside of your legs while he peppered kisses onto a sliver of your exposed belly, driving you wild. He pushed your skirt up and dipped his head down kissing on the material covering your core. You let out a moan as he gently sucked on the material.

"Your going to get us caught," he complained as he lifted your leg over his shoulder and pushed you back so your back was against the door.

Just as you were going to make some smart ass remark, he slid your underwear to the side and wrapped his lips around your clit making you cry out, then like you had done this a million times, he lifted your other leg over his shoulder and proceeded to eat you out like his last meal until you were coming all over his face.

Satisfied once your legs were shaking and your breath was uneven, he pulled your panties down your legs and stuffed them into his pocket.

He kissed you, letting you taste yourself on his lips before opening the door and stepping out, "catch ya after the game pretty girl," he winked and disappeared. Leaving you you breathless and missing him instantly.

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emily-paigr · 6 years

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Thanks Harry for the gif AND HAPPY 600 guys OMG

#how could this happen to me #i️ love harry hollland #harry holland imagine #sam and harry #harry #harry holland #sam holland imagine #sam holland is the best holland #sam #sam holland #tom holland #infinity war

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harryfeatgaga · 4 years

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Okay Harry better behave and not do anything tomorrow cause I'm BUSY and I don't have time for any of his shinnigans 😤

ME TOO BUT HES NOT CAUSE HES ON JOOLS HOLLLAND TOMORROW MOTHERUICKCKCK

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starboyholland · 6 years

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on a scale of 1 to 10 how much do you like harry holland

Harry hollland (with kat): 11/10 Harry Holland (without kat): -4/10

#hi kat

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hogwartsmarvelmommy · 2 years

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In this together

A Harry Hollland fic

One more (chapter thirteen)

Warnings: descriptions of birth and pregnancy, pain, surgery, lots of fluff :)

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A/n: sorry this took so long. I was going through it 🙃

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There are a few times in life where things slow down drastically, and become Crystal clear.

Usually those instances are big life changing things, and they put things into perspective.

One for Harry in particular was the day of his deceased fiance's autopsy. It was bad enough she had died, but to learn of the death of his unborn child, well it made him bitter and mad at the world, but it also made him realize how badly he had wanted a family. He didn't care that he was young, and his dreams were big, he knew he could make it work, as soon as he found the right person, of course.

So he decided to wait, and that's when you had stumbled into his life, sweeping him right off his feet.

He wasn't sure how fate had lined up perfectly enough to have had the two of you meet, or how he just happened to be a drunken fool and get you pregnant the first time he stuck it in you.

But as he sat there in the hospital beside you, holding your hand as they inserted an overly large needle into your spine, or at least that's where it looked like they were putting it, he realized he never wanted anyone else. You were it. The sun. The moon. The stars. The whole sky and beyond. You were the one.

"Sir?" The nurse repeated bringing Harry out of his thoughts.

"I'm sorry?" He asked as he glanced away from where the anesthesiologist had just wrapped up with the epidural.

"Would you like to help your wife lay back and get comfortable?" She asked with a soft smile.

Harry nodded as he took your arm and helped you lay back onto the small mound of pillows on the hospital bed. "How are you feeling baby?" He asked you quietly.

"Better," you responded, "pains is not so bad anymore," you admitted.

He leaned in, kissing your head and stroking your sweat-dampened hair. He would curse himself later for not finding you in the trailer sooner, but for right now he just wanted to hold you and comfort you.

"Okay momma," the nurse said as she sat between your legs with her hospital gear on. "Most first time moms have time, but I'm afraid you do not, we need to start pushing, the baby is crowning and you're fully dilated," she explained.

"Already?" Harry asked, shocked.

The nurse nodded as she got to her feet. "I'm going to have dad hold one leg and Michelle here is going to hold your other one, and when you feel the next contraction I'm going to have you bear down and push, can you do that for me?" The nurse asked you as she adjusted the bed pulling up the stirrups and folding the end of the table down.

You gave a slight nod as you began to adjust yourself. The door to the room swung open. "I'm here, sorry, someone got us lost," Ruby announced as she came in with clothes that didn't quite look like hers, throwing a glare behind her.

"I did not get us lost, you got your shirt lost, don't blame me," Sam Chuckled as he followed quickly into the room behind her.

"Who's fault was that?" She demanded.

"Yours," Sam chuckled as he rounded the bed to the opposite side of Harry, "hi my future sister in law, your looking lovely," he teased as he kissed your forehead. "Twin," he flashed a smile to Harry.

"I have so many questions," Harry admitted as he looked between the two of them.

"Where did you lose your shirt?" You asked Ruby, curious as to why she had on whatever it was she was wearing.

"Oh, um, in the woods," she admitted.

"Why was your shirt off in the woods?" Harry wondered, as he glanced between the two of them curiously.

"Because she couldn't wait till we were back at her house to get naked," Sam chuckled from the top of the hospital bed.

"Sam!" Ruby protested, shooting him a glare.

"What?" He raised his hands in defense, "they're going to find out at some point we're screwing, why not now?" He quipped with a wink.

"you are sleeping together?" You asked as you felt a contraction.

"Ok, grab her legs please," the nurse instructed as Harry grabbed one and Ruby came up to your side holding the other.

"Don't- think- this- gets- you- out- of- an- answer-" you warned between breaths.

"Yeah, yeah," Ruby chuckled, "how bout once JRS out we revisit this conversation" she suggested as you felt another contraction.

"Ok mamma, bear down," she encouraged.

And you did.

And it hurt.

Dear God did it hurt.

And it continued to hurt, every time for the next two hours.

Excruciating pain.

Like you were being split in half, with the promise of a cute baby at the end.

"I can't," you cried as you let your head fall to the bed, soaked with sweat and tears.

"You can," Harry encouraged with a kiss to your head.

"Just one more," the nurse who you had learned was named Nancy.

"You have been saying that for an hour-AHHH" you cried out.

"That's it momma," nancy praised, "one more,"

This time, when you pushed it felt relieving, and then you heard it. The whimpering of a baby, the soft beautiful sounds of your baby. "Here you go," Nancy swooned as she placed the little baby on your chest who had the most hair you had ever seen on a baby.

"Hi there," you cried, as you stroked his plump little cheek.

"Ok, dad, you want to cut this," Michelle the other nurse asked, as she let Harry snip the umbilical cord before taking the baby over to get weighed.

You felt releived that it was over until you felt another contraction, exactly like the ones before.

"Oh," Nancy said suddenly,making your eyes shoot to her in a panic.

"Oh?" You demanded, searching her face.

"Ok momma, we have to push some more," she announced.

"What?!" You cried. "Why?" You were beyond exhausted and the last thing you wanted to do was keep pushing, you knew that getting the placenta out was a thing but everything you had read on that made it seem as though it wouldn't feel like this.

"Because baby number two isn't going to come out by themselves," she said, shocking the socks right off your feet.

"Baby number two?" You Harry, Ruby, and Sam all exclaimed at the same time.

"Surprise," nancy joked, as she settled back down between your hiked up legs.

"Your joking right," you chuckled nervously as a contraction ripped through your body, the epidural you had gotten barely even helping with the pain at this point. "AHHH," you groaned as you pushed your head falling back as soon as it was over.

You heard a sniffling and you looked over to see Sam standing at the baby bassinet as the nurses wrapped up your little boy, with tears streaming down his face. "Sam?" You asked frantically, worried that something was wrong. He glanced up to you before wiping his nose and walking back over to your head (where he had been standing the better part of the afternoon) and pressing his lips to your forehead.

"You did so good Y/N, he's perfect, he's so perfect," he sobbed. You couldn't help but chuckle at your boyfriend's brother, what a softie he was.

"Ok, one last push, momma, were so close," Nancy praised as you felt another contraction, it was the same relief as before you heard a louder cry, unlike the soft whimpers from before.

"She's got a set of lungs on her," Nancy chuckled as she reached up, placing the little girl onto your chest.

"Girl?" You mumbled as you held the little girl against your chest in awe. She was perfect, just like the little boy before her.

You smiled as your eyes drifted shut. The sound becomes silent behind your shit eyes aside from one panicked sound from Harry. "Y/n??"

Your eyes shot open to a bright light as you glanced around the room to find Harry's watchful worried gaze on you. "Wha- what happened?" You asked as you went to push yourself up feeling a jolt of pain from your abdomen.

"Don't try and sit up love, I don't want you to tear the stitches," Harry told you as he approached your side and pressed his lips to your forehead.

"Stitches?" You wondered, you were so groggy and your body felt like it had been hit by a freight train.

"Mhmm," Harry sighed, grabbing a glass of water from the bedside table and bringing it to your lips for you to drink. "After little princess got out, you passed out, and I thought it was from the exhaustion, but they said you were hemorrhaging from, the placenta, or something to do with a wound," he sighed as he ran his fingers through his curly auburn hair. "I can't exactly remember, I was too busy panicking and trying to make sure the babies were okay and-"

"The babies!" You interrupted, trying again to sit up. Harry helped you and propped another pillow behind your back.

"There in the nursery, Sam and Ruby are watching them like hawks through the glass.' He chuckled. You felt your eyes beginning to water as you stared at Harry. "Hey," he soothes, placing his hand against your cheek. "What is it?" He Wondered.

You felt your lip beginning to quiver as you stared at your boyfriend, the father of your not one, but two children. "Thank you," you forced out, behind silent sobs.

"You have nothing to thank me for my love, if anything I should be thanking you. You just did the unthinkable, almost died, and the first thing your worried about is thanking me?" He chuckled as he cradled your face in his hands, "I love you so much y/n y/l/n, and I'm so proud of you," he leaned forward pressing his lips to yours gently as he kissed you with promise.

You let yourself sob into Harry's chest while he held you, being mindful of the fact that you had to be careful to not hurt yourself. You were tired, your body was sore, your emotions were all over the place and you didn't know how to feel.

After being examined by two doctors and three nurses, they agreed to bring the babies up to the room so long as you agreed to not hold them by yourself.

As soon as the door opened to your hospital room your eyes shot up hopeful to see your little babies, and luckily for you that's exactly who it was. A nurse wheeled in a hospital grade bassinet where both the babies were laid in, followed quickly by Sam and Ruby. True to Harry's word, it seemed like they were not letting them out of there sight.

As soon as the bassinet was at your bedside you could see the two perfect faces Infront of you. Perfect little button noses, full lips, fat cheeks, and the baby with a blue beanie on had an identical mark to the one Harry had on his upper lip. "Oh my god," you cried as your fingers stroked both of their cheeks gently. "We did this?" You asked Harry, asounded that anything that perfect could be the result of a mistake. But maybe the truth was, it wasn't a mistake, sure you were drunk, and the whole situation could have been handled better, but sitting here, alongside Harry, your two babies and best friends, none of it felt wrong.

This.

This was your family.

This was where you had always belonged.

"Did you call your mum?" You asked suddenly, all too aware of the family drama that had been transpiring over the last few weeks.

Harry shook his head. "I wanted you to get to see them and hold them before anyone else," he admitted.

There was a giggle from where Ruby and Sam stood and you turned to see Sam pouting. "What?" You wondered.

"Harry told Sam he couldn't hold them either, so he has been Impatiently waiting," she chuckled, leaning over and kissing his cheek which seemed to brighten him up as well as turn his cheeks a shade of red.

"Well I can't hold them because of my stitches," you explained as you patted the side of the bed next to you, "but you can sit next to me and help me hold one," you offered.

Sam's face erupelted in a massive grin before he bounded over seeming like a kid and a candy shop.

"Prince or princess?" He asked you as he slotted himself in the tiny space of the hospital bed.

"Surprise me," you said with a smile.

Not a second later Sam was assisting you in holding your little boy. "What's his name?" Sam wondered, "Harry wouldn't spill the beans," he shot his twin a glare, who ignored him completely, having picked up your daughter.

"Tobias," you told him with a smile, "Tobias Holland,"

"And her?" Ruby asked, gesturing to where Harry stood rocking the small girl.

"Tabitha," Harry said, not looking up. "Her name is Tabitha,"

"Tobias and Tabitha? That's so cuteeee!" Ruby squealed as she took multiple pictures of the scene laid out in front of her.

Sam leaned over and kissed the top of your head. "You did good," he sighed looking down at Tobias, "and not just with these two. You saved him Y/n. Thank you." You glanced up to see the tears shimmering in his eyes and couldn't help your own from falling.

The next two days spent in the hospital were a blur.

The entire Holland family came and went multiple times, excluding Dom who claimed 'he didn't feel welcome,' even after Harry had tried to reach out to him.

By the time you were discharged, you were more than ready to be back home.

The nurse who had been assigned to your hospital visit pushed you in a wheelchair as both Sam and Harry carried the car seats leaving ruby with all the bags. You had insisted that you were fine to walk as they had had you walking around the halls to insure that your strength was coming back but she had told you it was policy to be wheeled down, so you gave up and accepted defeat.

You watched as Sam and Harry placed the car seats in the car before Harry assisted you into the passenger seat. "We'll follow you?" Harry asked Sam who just nodded and shot you a wicked smirk.

"Where are we following him to?" You wondered, as Harry shut the door and did his seatbelt up.

"Home," Harry said simply with a smile, before leaning over and sealing your lips in a kiss.

The drive to your apartment wasn't a long one.. or it shouldn't have been. So when you glanced up from where you had been on your phone to see you were in a neighborhood with large houses, you were confused. "Uh, Har?" You asked.

"Yes darling?" He wondered.

"Where are we?" As you asked the question, Sam's car turned into a driveway of a house with a sign out front that said sold.

"We're home," Harry said with a smile before winking at you and climbing from the car. You stared at him dumbfounded as you watched him walk around the car to your door. "Sam and Ruby are going to get the babies I want to show you the house," Harry announced as he assisted you from the car.

"I'm confused," you admitted as you walked up the steps to a bright yellow door, Harry pulled out his keys and unlocked it before pushing the door open.

Your mouth fell as you took in the sight in front of you. A beautiful open concept living area with large windows and a big fireplace. "Needs a little bit of work," Harry admitted as he pointed to a crack in the fireplace bricks, "but nothing crazy," he pulled you along to a hallway before pushing open a door that lead to a pink room, there was an archway in the wall that lead into a second room that was painted blue. "Well keep it open for right now and when they're older, we will fill in the wall so they have their own space," he told you.

You shook your head in disbelief, not only was all of your stuff already here, it seemed like this had been a well thought out plan. "When did you do this?" You wondered aloud.

"After they took you into surgery," he reached up, rubbing his neck before looking at you. "I asked Tom for some help, so I only had a little bit to do with it," he admitted coyly.

"You got us a house?" You asked.

He nodded. "I got us a house," he said.

"You got us a freakin house!" You exclaimed, throwing your arms over his shoulders and pulling him in for a kiss.

He chuckled against your lips, "careful baby," he mumbled but kissed you back.

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