#harry styles romance story

[darlingdesire]

GOOD GIRL 18+

Harry is your sexy, rich boss. And you occasionally fuck in his office—so here's that!!

“Come here.”

His words were simple, but the way he spoke them sent a shiver down your spine and your breathing momentarily halt. Harry was sat at his desk, the only light coming from the lamp that cast a golden haze over his figure, intensifying the dark look on his face.

He looked up at you as if seeing right through you, reading every thought in your mind. "Y/N" His voice sounded deep and commanding yet still gentle. "Come here." He said again, this time more sternly than ever before. "Do not make me ask again."

You swallowed hard, trying to help down the shy feeling you got when Harry spoke to you this way; nodded, and began to make your feet move over to his desk. Your heels clicking against the floor was the only sound heard in his large office.

As soon as you made contact with his desk, he grabbed hold of both sides of your hips and pulled you closer towards himself. "Good girl..." he whispered into your ear, causing goosebumps to rise all over your body. "...now sit down."

You blinked at him, trying to gauge what he meant by that; your mind was trying to figure out if he meant on the desk, or on his lap. You were overthinking it greatly, but being in his presence made you get that way. Who could blame you, he was your boss—one wrong move and you could be gone and replaced by some other girl just with a snap of his fingers. But you knew he wouldn't do that, he adored you too much.

He chuckled softly, watching you struggle to comprehend. "Sit on my lap, Love." He said simply, looking straight ahead without any hint of emotion whatsoever. "Don't think about anything else besides sitting there. Just focus on doing exactly as I say."

You glanced down at his clothed lap; it looked inviting, very inviting. So you lowered yourself down until you were seated on his lap. You tried to control your breathing, but knowing what was underneath you made you feel flustered. You could feel the way it had indented his black pants, and it pressed against the bottom of your thigh very distinctly.

His hand reached up and cupped one side of your face gently, stroking along your cheekbone."Relax, love." He murmured quietly, leaning forward slightly so that your noses brushed together. "Just breathe slowly...in through your nose...out through your mouth..good girl.”

You still hadn't said anything since entering his office, and you don't think you were capable of it anyway as you focused on steadying your breathing. It was embarrassing how much your heart was beating.

A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he watched you try not to make too much noise while struggling to keep calm. “That's right, darling. Calm yourself down now..." He whispered soothingly, brushing his thumb across your lower lip once more. "...just let go...”

“Harry...” You whispered, not knowing what you were gonna say after that, the word just trailed off into the air. But it was also a plea, a desperate plea that begged him to continue with what he was doing—God, you wanted him bad.

The look in his eye told you everything you needed to know without needing to hear another word. "Shh...it'll be alright, darling." He said softly, kissing your forehead tenderly before pulling back again. “Now close your eyes for me, please?" He asked quietly, looking down.

You closed your eyes; the darkness clouding your vision and you could only focus on his touch and the heat of his intense stare on your face. This was a regular thing for the two of you, probably once or twice a week when he had to stay behind after hours for some work things, and since you were his assistant; you had to stay as well, so what better way to relieve stress than this. It had started a few months after you started working for him, and now, one year into this job it was still going on strong. He was a very successful man, very rich, and very attractive.

His hands moved slowly up your sides, stopping briefly at your waistband. "Good girl," he murmured, giving your cheek a soft kiss before continuing on. "Just relax, love. Let me take care of you tonight."

Your chest started rising and falling deeply, continuing to focus on his hands that smoothed over your body. You felt the heat in your core burn more rapidly, more hotter. It was making you go insane, you couldnt keep yourself calm as you felt his fingers ghost over the waistband of your black skirt.

A low chuckle escaped his lips as he heard your breathing become heavier. "Such an obedient little pet aren't we?" He teased, slowly letting his fingers move underneath the waistband and go further down."Tell me how much you want this, baby..."

Your thighs couldn't help but close, his teasing touches too much for you to handle, but he didn't like that and used his free hand to push your thighs apart—squeezing on the flesh as a warning to keep them open.

The sound of his voice sent shivers through your spine, causing goosebumps to form. "Keep those legs spread wide for me, darling" He said huskily, moving his other arm around your front and pulled you closer to his chest, pinning you against his chest as the hand that was inside your skirt finally met your panties. “You didn't answer my question.”

Your eyes snapped open and you dropped your head down to look at where his hand was hidden; “So bad,” Your murmured, squirming on his lap a little when his fingers started ghosting over your clit, “I want it.”

His grin widened."Good girl." He whispered softly into your ear, continuing to tease you by rubbing circles around your clit. "Now tell me what you need, love..tell me how badly you want this...how badly..."

Your hair fell down your shoulders in waves, hiding your face from him and you closed your eyes again to relinquish the pleasurable feeling he was giving you. “I need you to...” You gasped softly when he pushed his hand into your panties and used his other hand to push your legs further apart. “Touch me like that.”

A low hum rumbled out of his throat as he felt your body tense up beneath him. "Hmm? Tell me more, baby." He teased, sliding two fingers between your folds and pressing gently against your entrance. "Tell me what else you need."

You nodded slowly, your lips parting as you drew in shallow breaths. “I need you to fuck me...” Your hand went to grab his clothed wrist, making sure his own hand stayed there inside your panties and not anywhere else; “Hard.”

A smirk spread across his lips as he heard those words leave your mouth. "Hard?" He asked teasingly, pushing another finger inside you while still using his thumb to rub against your sensitive spot. "You want me to fuck you so hard?" He pushed your hair out of your face and pulled your head back so it was resting by his; and he whispered the next words into your ear; “and rough, baby?”

Your eyes clenched shut when you felt two of his fingers sink into your entrance; “Please.” You whimpered, your hips shifted around and you were slowly moving against his lap—against his cock that was hard and ready for you.

His breath hitched slightly as he saw how eager you were becoming. "So needy..." He groaned quietly, leaning forward to kiss your neck and shoulder before whispering again. "...So perfect for me aren't you, my perfect girl, hmm?”

You nodded again, unable to form words as his fingers continued to relentlessly pleasure you—over and over again and he just wasn't stopping. You breath caught in your throat and your grip on his wrist tightened as you felt the knot in your belly tighten, you felt him kiss his way up your neck, knowing you were about to cum all over his fingers— he proceeded to make them move faster and harder.

As soon as you started moaning loudly, he knew what was coming next. "Sweet girl gonna cum?" He chuckled softly, biting down gently on your collarbone before pulling away from you. “Cum for me,” He whispered into your ear, and just like that on command, you felt the flood gates open and the rope fully snap.

Your entire body tensed as you climaxed, and his arm tightened around your body, keeping you pinned close to him as to make sure you didn't wriggle away to get away from the intense pleasure. “Harry!” You smacked your hand down onto his neck, holding it to keep his face close to yours.

He smirked widely, kissing your lips passionately once more. "Good girl." he said smugly, squeezing your side as he held you tight against himself. His other hand ran through your hair affectionately, stroking it lightly while still pinning you to him, “come here.”

You turned your face to his and immediately, he closed his mouth over yours without any warning—like he was desperate for that kind of closeness. You moaned softly against his lips and he began to move his hands up your sides, smoothing up over your shirt and suddenly ripped it open, the buttons flew off and you gasped; his tongue entering your mouth. His hands went under the shirt and moved over your skin, cupping your breasts that we're covered by your lace bra.

His fingers traced along the lace over your bra and pulled it down, your breast spilled out and he immediately cupped it. "Mmm...” He moaned against your lips darkly at the feeling of your breast against his hand. He pulled away from the kiss; his eyes so dark and filled with lust it made you want to hide away, “Bend over the desk.”

You wasted no time in climbing off his lap and finding home bent over his desk. He followed suit and stood up, instantly pressing his crotch to your ass, grinding harshly to relieve the hardness in his pants. You heard his belt clink and clank as he undone it, quickly moving onto unzipping his belt and pushed his pants down.

He grabbed hold of your hips tightly and pressed himself against you roughly, groaning. "S’lovely..." He said lowly, looking at you with an intense look in his eye. His hands were shaking slightly as they gripped your thighs firmly, holding them apart. He watched the way his cock moved against your soft thighs; though he was an impatient man and then pulled your panties down to your knees.

You could only lay there and take it as he pushed his tip into your soaking-wet entrance. He pushed your legs further apart. And you momentarily stopped breathing as you focused on feeling him enter you fully. “Fuck...” You whispered, letting your cheek drop against the cold desk and closed your eyes.

His breath hitched when he felt how tight you were around him, gripping his shaft like a vice. "God fuck." He cursed under his breath, pushing deeper inside of you until he hit bottom. Your walls squeezed him painfully, making him grit his teeth. You felt so good—so fucking good every single time. He could never get enough of your sweet little pussy.

Your mouth opened further when you felt him bottom out. He was all the way inside of you, and he was so thick... it quite literally took your breath away every time you fucked. You couldn't see straight when you felt him pull out halfway and then push back in, this time pressing deeper and deeper, making you whine out and spread your arm out above you to grab the edge of the desk as some sort of anchor.

He groaned loudly, burying his hand into your hair as he began thrusting harder and faster now, slamming himself deep within you each time."Fucking hell..." His voice came out strained and low, sounding almost animalistic. "So fucking good... So goddamn perfect..."

You were crying out everytime he slammed into you. You couldn't move underneath him, couldn't utter a single word expect mewl out an unintelligible noise with every thrust he did into you. You could feel him all over you—gripping your hips for better leverage every now and then, in your hair when he felt like hearing your noises louder, on your neck...

His breathing grew heavier and more ragged as well, sweat dripping down onto your thighs below him. He leaned forward slightly, moving one hand firmly on your neck and the other snaked down to your wet pussy while continuing to pound away at you relentlessly. "Fuck... Fuck... Oh god..."

His fingers began to circle over your clit; intensifying the harsh pleasure you were already feeling and you were so close to cumming. You wanted to cum so bad, you needed it—the pleasure was too much for you, but oh god did it feel amazing. “Harry, I'm gonna...”

He growled deeply, pressing himself closer to you as he kept going at full speed. "Cum for me baby." He said harshly, biting down on your shoulder gently before pulling back again. "I want to hear you cum." He kissed your shoulder and began to rub his fingers faster of your clit.

You tensed around him again, you walls clenched his cock as it drove deeply inside of you over and over again at a rapid, hard pace; that mixed with the way his finger were circling over the bundle of nerves made you reach the peak point and you felt your hard climax drown you. You smacked your hand down onto the desk, gripping the edge hard as you screamed.

The sound of your orgasm echoed throughout the room, causing him to groan loudly. "Oh fuck!" He slammed into you harder than ever before, driving deep within you once more before shooting hot ropes of semen inside of you.

You were a mess as he rode out your orgasms, continuing to thrust into you to make sure all of his cum was deep inside of you. He kissed your shoulder and bit down to stifle his hot moans.

His breathing became heavy after coming so hard. " Fuck.” He muttered quietly, leaning forward to kiss your neck softly. "Such a good girl.”

#imagines #romance #fanfiction #harry styles #harry styles x reader #fluff #harry styles imagine #imagine #harrystyles #harry #smut #harry styles blurb #harry styles smut #harry styles stories #bossrry #ceorry #boss!harry styles

[harry-styles-obsessed]

The test

Requested: no (I made this up on the spot. Sorry if it’s crappy!!)

Synopsis: reader takes a pregnancy test and Harry is right there for her.

©️ please do not copy or translate my work.

You and Harry had been trying tirelessly to try and have a baby together however each time it just never seemed to work. Each test was negative. Each morning sickness was just a bug and you truly felt like you were constantly disappointing Harry and it made you feel sick to your stomach. He always reassured you that it was okay and that it would take its time but still, it frustrated you. It got on your nerves. You wanted to start a family with him but gosh was it difficult….

Here you were once again leaning against the sink, breathing softly as you stared at all five tests on the counter top of the bathroom, the tap dripping singular water droplets every few seconds as you just stared at the tests. Awaiting for a sign, your breathing was slightly shaky however soon enough you felt gentle arms wrap around your waist, you smiled slightly but your nerves ate it away instantly. You gazed down at his muscular tattooed arms as he gripped onto you tightly pressing small kisses to your neck “you know you’ve got to stop this at some point, darling. You’re going to make yourself unwell… you’ve been at it for months now.” He murmured softly and you whined quietly “but I want to make you happy.. I want to have a baby with you… I want to start a family..” you spoke quietly and he tightened his grip on you pressing a kiss to your head “you’re already making me happy enough.” He reassured lovingly.

He kept his arms around you until one of the pregnancy tests lit up with the words ‘not pregnant’ and your face instantly fell, a soft shaky breath leaving your lips as tears welled up in your eyes before you turned around in Harry’s embrace holding onto him tightly and he held you close to his chest “shhh… it’s okay… it’s okay.” He soothed as you cried, your hormones were all over the place recently.. you just wanted a baby. “I’m sorry I’m such a—“ he didn’t let you finish that sentence instead capturing your lips in a gentle tender kiss “shut your pretty mouth.” He murmured against your lips his hands rubbing up and down your sides slowly and you smiled weakly before letting out a small laugh.

“Don’t tell me to shut up.” You murmured softly cuddling into him. “Shut up.” He teased and you smiled “c’mon let’s go watch a movie.” He spoke softly as he guided you out of the bathroom and to the living room where you both snuggled up on the couch together, and just as you got comfortable you remembered you forgot your phone— you had promised to message your best friend about the results. You let out a soft sigh, remaining in his embrace for a moment longer before eventually getting up again and moving to the bathroom where you found your phone immediately grabbing it and sliding it into your pocket, your eyes slightly red from where you had been crying and how Harry had comforted you about not feeling bad again assuring you that “these things took time.”

Just as you were about to walk back out something caught your eye, one of the tears flashing at you and you walked closer picking it up and to your utmost shock and sudden joy it said ‘pregnant’ you checked the three others and they were all positive. The fifth one must’ve been a bad one.. your eyes widened as you stared at the test in your hand, tears of happiness prickling your eyes holding the test in your hand before you slowly made your way out of the bathroom your knees feeling weak as you came to a stop in front of Harry whom immediately saw the look on your face

“you okay?” He asked concerned and you could only let out a shaky breath “what is it y/n?” He chuckled out softly and sat up straighter trying to understand but you couldn’t get your words out instead holding the pregnancy test out for him and he took it eyes scanning along the test, and he stared at it for a while, before a smile broke out on his face “you’re pregnant?” He questioned watching as you nodded your hands covering your face excitedly Harry soon standing up and engulfing you in a big bear hug, swaying the both of you back and forth as he gripped onto you tightly a small laugh coming from your lips as tears of happiness came from your eyes, his hands gliding against your stomach ever so slightly “I can’t believe we’re going to have a baby together…” you spoke softly and Harry smiled slowly pulling back to look into your eyes before he leaned in capturing your lips in a kiss “better believe it…” he spoke with a small smile his joy only growing before he sat down, grabbing onto your hands and pulling you onto his lap so you were curled up in his lap, Harry holding onto the pregnancy test still

“Y/n?”

You looked into his eyes smiling “should we make it official?” He questioned and you furrowed your brows “you mean on social media? About us…?” You speak hesitantly and Harry looks confused for a moment before he shook his head chuckling “no… no…” his hand came up to cup against your cheek as he stared into your eyes “I want to marry you, y/n.” He spoke your eyes lighting up as you smiled beginning to nod your head excitedly your hands coming to touch against his cheeks “just shut up and kiss me.”

You murmured softly your lips capturing one another’s in a passionate gentle manner and in those moments you knew you had made the right decision in not only your boyfriend… but also your comfort person… but also the father of your child.

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[larrylimericks]

9Jun22

Harry read the script, knew it by heart, And then ardently sought out Tom’s part; A truthful performance— The subtext’s enormous— When you can’t speak your truth, speak through art.

#larry #harry #harry styles #my policeman #mp promo #actor harry #so we got worked up yesterday thinking we were getting an mp trailer today #but the ‘first look’ ended up being a vanity fair article with two movie stills #the article pretty brilliantly navigates the big gay elephant in the room #it recognizes harry’s earnestness in pursuing the role #and respects his nonparticipation in discussing his sexuality #but leaves a whole lot to be read clearly between lines #the director says harry’s too green to bring any artifice to the role #that he brings himself to the role #which doesn’t necessarily mean gay part = gay actor #but i don’t think the ‘inner turmoil’ he speaks of is about which nail polish color to wear #the contrast between mp promo and dwd promo is jarring after just one article #mp is sincere and purposeful and reverential (of the story and the actors) and professional #dwd is just sex and banking on the grotesque fascination with an on-set romance #which if reversed (older male director and young novice female lead) would be chastized #but olivia’s version of feminism just takes old gross boy’s club rules and puts a skirt on them and thinks it’s empowerment #anyway #i hope harry’s acting is well received in all his endeavors #but i hope mp absolutely fucking smashes it #speaking of smashing it #louis’ concert in the philippines has been moved to a venue that holds 16000-ish versus 2000-ish! #limerick-hs #june 9 #2022

[penelopespoety]

What am I now?

Story background : This story is based on the song “Falling” by Harry Styles

Summary : you’ve lost yourself after a long relationship with your ex “Harry” and you thought you could pull it together but you can’t lost in your thoughts and wondering what you did wrong

Pairing : Harry styles x fem!reader

Warning: could by signs of depression, crying, and losing yourself!

A/N : I hope you enjoy :)

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“Here I am again” you said to yourself while laying in your bed looking up at the ceiling

This is the 1st whole week since you and harry have been broken up

Harry always made you feel safe, while being with him depression was never part of you vocabulary

what am I doing with my life? you said feeling so ugly and disgusting

“I have become something you would’ve never let me become hairy” you said taking one last sip of the liquor you had and slightly giggled but nothing was funny

I just can’t bring myself to get up and get ready for anything

What am I now you thought

You finally force yourself to get up and walk to the closet

You can’t help but to look over at the other side of the closet

And you see that’s it’s still completely empty, you were just hoping his clothes would just magically appear

PLEASE,PLEASE…… this has to be a bad dream you said crying

“My harry can’t really be gone” you said with tears slowly falling

“How can he say he loves me and then just get up and walk away did I mean anything to him??” you thought wile looking up trying to stop the tears

You walk downstairs to the front door and started crying

You were hoping he would walk though that door and say it was just a long day of work And that he missed you so much that he will never be out for that long again

I just want to be in his arms I miss brushing his hair out for him every morning trying the be the best girlfriend ever

“HARRY IM SORRY WHAT DID I DO” you screamed

“I MISS YOU SO MUCH”…………

You fell to the ground crying

I care about you so much harry please come back to me

“Is my harry really gone”……… you said crying

I’m so lost without you I CANT SLEEP, I CANT EAT IM LOSING MYSELF HARRY”

“IM FALLING”

“I’m sorry am I now that someone that you never want around??”

“Do you not need me anymore? Cause I feel like you’ll never need me again”

No more calling me your girlfriend, no more long hugs before bed, no more play fighting, no more late night walks, no more writing music together it’s all over

WHAT AM I NOW HARRY…… a monster?, a weirdo, a leach that just won’t let go?? Tell me something someone

“What am I now harry I can’t move on” you cried……………

“Im falling again I’m falling again IM FALLING harry”

The end

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[stucklikehoney]

Speak Now - Prologue [h.s]

July 24th, 2024

Has your heart ever beat so loud that you swear on everything that you loved that everyone in the room could hear it?

I clutched the bouquet of flowers that matched the same flower on the grooms tux. The groom that I was madly in love with without his knowledge. The one who I swear can hear the rapid beating of my heart that in my head, burst out of my chest and is now finding a way to stop this wedding.

There he stood, love in his eyes as he stared at the woman who stole his heart before I realized he had stolen mine. I looked down, reminding myself what I had told myself all night, pacing back and forth in my hotel room.

"You can do this. You can do this. You can do this."

I sounded like Thomas the Train, but it was the only phrase that seemed to the train in my mind that was speeding towards the brick wall that had graffiti that matched the ones on his torso.

"Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or fore-"

Before I can look up at him.

"I object."

The entire room is so quiet. The train has hit the brick wall. The entire room is looking at me as I was the one who conducted the wreck.

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This is a Taylor Swift inspired, Harry Styles best friends to lovers, story.

Synopsis; I have known him since we were in diapers. He lived next door for most of our lives. We shared in apartment for our years in college.

Then, suddenly I began to realize that maybe, just a tiny little bit, I don't see him as just a best friend. I'm a cliche, trust me, I know. I wish I could go back to a week ago when he was just my best friend who I dared one time to lick a random towel I found on the floor of our school dirty gym. The best friend who followed by said dare, threw up on his own shirt.

The worst part of this all? He's in a relationship with a woman who is just as lovely as he is. Now, he's asking me to approve the ring he plans to use to ask her to marry him and all hope I have died the minute he kneeled down in front of her. My dreams slashed as she said yes. Fast forward, I'm her bridesmaid helping her marry the man of my dreams.

Until, they said, "Speak Now."

Read here

Chapter One Is also out!

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[beautifuldreamlandwonderland]

Updates on new stories! (Please read)

Hi everyone! It's been a while since I last released a story on here..hope everyone is healthy and doing well in their lives and didn't forget about me haha...but anyways, enough rambling!

I wanted to share everyone my Wattpad, which I've had for some time, but have been forgetting for months to share it. So, mainly, my dear Star Wars, Demon Slayer, Harry Potter, and Gravity Falls fans, I have a Wattpad that focuses on just that, and for you Harry Styles simps, I may or may not have something in the works for him as well ;)

I have a few books on there already started, a Bill Cipher x Reader (which I promise to update very soon) called Burn Me Alive!

A Luke Skywalker x Reader called Galaxy and Roses, which I will also, update very soon! <3

For Demon Slayer, I have Demon Slayer Imagines and Preferences as well as a Harry Potter Imagines and Preferences book.

Lastly, my separate story is Wherever The River May End, which is a heated little love story, with some dark themes, LGBT representation, some spicy themes..and overall just a story for mature audiences. Granted, I haven't updated it in a while due to being busy and focusing on my other stories that people enjoyed more, since that story didn't get much attention. I hope some of you check it out and let me know if you're interested in me updating it once again! <3

Thanks to those who read my stories, and here's the link to my Wattpad! :D

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[yeahimwiththeband]

-> with the band chapter 1

warning: romance, 18+ minors DNI due to smut in later chapters; also, people pleasing, anxiety, codependency (not with harry), huge amounts of really ugly fabric from the 60s, repression. not for larries :( 

A/N: this is a slow burn love story. and my first story post on tumblr! i’ve won some writing contests but haven’t ever written anything this long. feedback so so so welcome. 

word count: 2.1k

just listen to it

Izzy reread the message on her phone, confused. Her best friend Meg was begging now: her texts had gotten desperate. Meg was never up this late and she never sent her songs. What was she up to?

Izzy opened the song Meg sent and hit play: she gave it a few seconds, and a lone beat cut across her room. It was the hottest day of the year, and Izzy lifted one foot, then the other, to help them breathe in her room’s old shag carpeting, feeling the soft air from outside across her soles. The beat was joined by a single guitar and seemed to melt into the summer air. It was dark and hypnotic, with a low hum that floated underneath the melody. Izzy tried to imagine the lead singer, lips together, making the sound that filled her bedroom.

Wednesday night in August, one of the last weeks of the summer. Her mom was out, but she would be back soon. Izzy leaned out her bedroom window, checking for signs of her parents’ car; the street was silent, the air thick and humid. Izzy took a deep breath. She had three secrets now—two hidden in her closet—that no one knew, except her best friend.

She always meant to do something exciting when her parents were out. Tonight, Izzy disappointed herself again: her big rebellion was an extra bowl of cereal. They would be home any minute. 

Izzy hated that she was 24 and still listening for her mom coming up the stairs. 

She went back to her laptop. Izzy scrolled Pinterest, colorful pins of interesting people doing colorful, beautiful things flying past: pretty towns where you could walk everywhere, big groups picnics in big city parks, girls in bands, dresses she had nowhere to wear. Izzy had spent a long time living in her laptop, but she could feel that tonight, something was different: something had been building all summer. Her phone pinged again and she read the text message from Meg, her best friend: concert tomorrow??? you said stay up, this is staying up

Meg was 25 and married and happy and had all the things. House, electric car, and pretty soon, a baby, probably. She had done everything right. She asked her husband out in university, in a lecture she and Izzy took together, just like that. Izzy had watched her do it, stunned. Meg just walked over, smiled, said something about coffee after class, and that was it. Meg said she had been rejected by guys many times before and you just had to get used to it. Izzy didn’t really believe her—someone as beautiful as Meg, rejected? Meg said it was the price of admission for dating. Izzy thought it was pretty transparently pity/advice. Surely, someone would come and find her. That’s what Izzy hoped for, but at the same time, in some part of her, Izzy knew that hope was expectation without reason. Realizing that had been the beginning of the three secrets. 

She missed him. Her ex, from... last year? God, it had been a whole year. She tried to shake it off, disgusted with herself, but she couldn't help it. 

The feeling of his hands on her hips sometimes washed over her in moments like this—his fingers in her mouth, his teeth on her neck—when she was alone in her room, another night in. 

A moment of self awareness burst through: Roger? She missed Roger? This was bad. She had to get out. She could almost see The Boulder in the middle of her room, the flaw so excruciating he broke up with her the second she told him about it. The Boulder wouldn’t go away on its own. And she wanted it gone. 

Izzy’s phone pinged again. It was one of the two dating apps she played with on her phone. Using up almost all of her energy, she opened the app and read the message:

wyd?

wanna come over

My mom’s asleep ;)

It was from someone named Noah, who Izzy had never spoken to before—Izzy didn’t even remember matching him. WTF? She closed the app. 

Meg was part of a club called the marrieds—at least, that’s what Izzy called them in her head. Girls just a little older who seemed to have figured it out years ago, populated by Lauren (tall, serious soccer player, serious anxiety), Olivia (tiny, yogi, “wellness lifestyle coach”), and Mia (former friend of her cousin Lydia, former lunatic). Sometimes, it seemed like a club she wouldn’t ever get to join.

Izzy stood and went to her mirror. It was something her mom had put in her room, just like everything else that was there. She still - still! - lived with her parents, above the clothing store where she had worked since high school. It was a small, stripmall town near a big city she went into once a year if she was lucky. 

Izzy looked at herself in the mirror, still in her work drip. Or anti-drip. 100% polyester. Beige. She tucked her hair behind her ears and contemplated her reflection. She had tried to turn the outfit into a clean girl look with some gold earrings, but it wasn’t working—it could never work! The skirt and blouse and vest (yes, a vest) were fucking crazy: ruffles, epaulets, buttons - and not like those cool, 80s buttons people are wearing - it was like something from the uncool part of the 80s. The part her parents were still stuck in. She didn’t hate her body or her face; she had done the work on body acceptance, against all odds (the odds being her parents). But did anyone look good in beige ruffles? Like, anyone alive? Why did she have to wear these things every day? Why couldn’t the store sell something from the last 10 years?

She had tried—she had gently hinted to her mother that they might consider some new suppliers. But her mom wanted to please her own mother, who had selected the suppliers herself when she opened the store. The relationships with the designers were long, decades long. And they still had customers; it’s just that they were older and older, and fewer and fewer, each year. Izzy had been named for her grandmother, Isabella, who came her with nothing and built a store and a business with her bare hands. Her mother ran the store, and someday, it would be passed on to Izzy. She had gone to university for business for that purpose, with minors in literature and music - really, those subjects were more than half her classes. Izzy had always told her mom that she wanted to take over the store and loved to work there, and her mom had no reason to believe otherwise.

Izzy went to the door of her room and cracked it open, looking down the hallway both ways. Her parents door was right next to hers. The hallway was empty. 

She couldn’t hear anything. 

She walked over to her closet.

Her phone pinged again: come on, music babe! maybe they’ll pull us up on stage and you can solo, lol

Another ping: Her BeReal alarm. Izzy looked around her room, and smiled, laughing a bit at herself. What was there to take a photo of? A photo of her cousin Lydia popped up: one tit almost out of her shirt, mid-twerk, at a party of some sort. Like a normal person her age.

Another message from Meg: so?? have you gotten to the chorus yet?????

Izzy listened cautiously, and not hearing her parent’s car in the drive or feet on the stairs, she turned up the song Meg had sent. It was good, actually. Really good. Holy shit, it was like Queen by Perfume Genius but better—it sounded like summer. Like a summer not in her room in her parent’s house. She checked the title: it was something by Harry Styles, who she hadn’t listened to a ton before. Truthfully, she had been kind of living under a rock and hadn’t crawled back out after the pandemic. 

That voice.

Raspy and strong, the voice was crying out for something. Izzy eyed her closet.

She paused to listen for her parents one more time, then creaked the closet’s old accordion doors open. She had to use her whole bodyweight to shift aside the heavy hangers of polyester, the many leaden and sunken ruffles in beige, brown, and black. Her whole wardrobe was from the family store. Anything else was a betrayal. But Izzy had betrayed her family for the first time this year, and the dress had arrived this morning.

She took the dress out. The betrayal was green and short and in a natural fabric that didn’t make her fingers itch, with an open back so her skin could breathe.

She stuffed the package it came in further back in the closet as a reflexive precaution.

She held it up in front of herself in the mirror, putting the hanger over her head. It was beautiful. It made her look her actual age. It was a dress you could go on a date in. Where some guy might ask you out for a drink or dinner or maybe one of those carnival dates - a date everyone had seemed to have been on, except for her, with cotton candy, a ferris wheel, and a cheap stuffed bear won at a huge cost at a booth.

Izzy picked up her phone and turned up the song again. She opened the message from Meg. She replied: yes. let’s goooo.

She didn’t hear the car pull in.

Meg immediately texted back: wait, what? really? HIGH KEY THRILLED. Several skulls followed. Meg explained the band: it sounded like Perfume Genius but like better and the drummer was a snack but their new lead guitarist was a WHOLE MEAL and the opening girl band was supposed to be super amazing. Meg wrote several paragraphs about the drummer, and mentioned that Lydia had invited her, and none of the other marrieds could make it (sad face). Meg seriously stanned Harry Styles. 

Light flooded across the back of the mirror; Izzy gasped, her door was open. She peered around the mirror to see her mother’s soft silhouette illuminated by the hall light behind her.

“Izzy? You’re still up?” She took a step forward.

“Just about to go to sleep. Let’s talk in the morning, I’m beat,” Izzy countered, stepping closer to the mirror to hide the dress.

Her mom stepped forward into the room. She wore an outfit in a similar fabric, but somehow, the ruffles worked on her. Izzy had no way of hiding her dress.

Her mom’s mouth dropped open. “That’s not from the store.”

“Sorry,” Izzy said, reflexively. She turned toward her mother, blocking as much of the open closet as possible.

Her mother looked the dress up and down. She smiled - a painful smile, the one she put on when her heart was breaking. Izzy fought every instinct she had to make up a story, about how the dress was delivered here by mistake, or how Meg had given it to her, and the clothes from the store were so much better. But Izzy had been trying to tell the truth lately, or more - not just blurt out any lie to mollify whoever she was trying to please at that moment.

They could hear the TV flick on downstairs. Izzy knew her dad was on the sofa, beer in hand. Her parents had never gone to bed at the same time, at least not in Izzy’s memory. The TV was always the same: some old man yelling about the woke mob and Roe v Wade. Every time Izzy tried to gently talk to her father, something came spilling out of him that was worse than she could have imagined he believed. You have a daughter, Izzy wanted to say. How could you think that?

Her mom was now looking around her daughter, toward the open closet, where the second secret was hiding. Izzy took the hanger from around her neck, put it back in the closet, and closed the doors.

“I might have to close early tomorrow. I’m going to a concert with Meg.”

“Oh, okay. Mrs. Shepherd is coming in after her shift—the dress for her daughter’s wedding. I can take that one.”

“Thank you,” said Izzy. And then, it just came out, involuntarily: “It’s an indoor concert and I needed something really light, because apparently it can get up to, like, a hundred inside. I didn’t want to ruin something nice from the store.”

“Ah,” her mom said. She seemed to relax a bit. She stepped back toward the door, and they said their goodnights. 

Izzy listened to her footsteps as they faded down the hall. She looked down at her phone, to group chat she was now in with Lydia and Meg. Izzy felt guilt swelling in her stomach like a cramp. Maybe she should cancel. She should take the appointment with Mrs. Shepherd. Her mom would be run off her feet; she looked so tired.

see you in the PIT! the pit is where it all happens, Lydia wrote.

how much do I owe you for the tickets? Izzy replied. Her mother’s “that’s not from the store” was echoing in her mind. Maybe the price would be too high and she could get out of it that way. She started preparing her excuse text, something she had turned into an art: “that’s a bit out of my budget for now, but you guys have a great time and take soooo many photos for me.” She should be given an honorary degree in excuse texts. It was such as spontaneous plan, she hadn’t had the notice to mention a headache a few days before, building to an illness that would make an easy out.

they were freeeeeee no cap. you’re friends with a mega influencer, Lydia wrote. To Izzy’s knowledge, Lydia had about 4,372 followers and followed more than 10,000 people.

see you on the floor tomorrowwww 7 PM do not BE LATE this is love on tour not a drill

Izzy grinned—she couldn’t help it. A thick breeze swept in from outside. She went over to her closet and peeked at her dress, the green standing out like a single flower in a field of sun bleached grass.

Every secret was another room she could live in. And she could decorate those rooms any way she liked, and dance in them, and invite just who she wanted into them. She had two secrets left, and she wanted more. She wanted to build an entire house with them, a house of her own.

She put her headphones in, turned the song up again, and played it from the beginning.

chapter 2

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[jeyramarie]

This is my beloved original story. Give it a read if you’d like :)

If you do read, I hope you like it!!

#florence pugh #tom holland #taylor swift #zoe kravitz #julia garner #rachel zegler #harry styles #mystery #original story #romance #lgbtq #murder #thriller #florence pugh x reader #tom holland x reader #chris evans #sebastian stan

[lecsainz]

we keep this lowkey

pairings: lewis hamilton x styles!reader

summary: the one where harry styles' younger sister is seen with lewis and everyone starts commenting about a possible romance between them.

authors note: since we had lewis on the podium today, I had to write somethinggg!!!

deuxmoi

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deuxmoi New Couple Alert? Lewis Hamilton the formula one champion and Harry Styles' younger sister, Y/N, spotted having a blast on jet skis. Could this be the start of a new power and hot couple? Stay tuned for more updates! ☀️😍

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wagloveer lewis and y/n?! my mind is blown!

hrryswft my two worlds colliding!!

luvf1 I didn't even know they knew each other.

stylesdaily I think they met at a fashion show last year russellsafes wait, wasn't it Harry who introduced them?

lewchamp Isn't she too young for Lewis? girl, you're 25 years old!

verstlerc I thought the same

hateseveryone I don't like her. 🤮

mercgirly lewis trying to hide in the first photo. 😂

yn_styles added to their story

harrystyles added to their story

yn_styles added to their story

yn_styles

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yn_styles When you find that special someone who can make you smile even on your worst days... that's the real deal! This man right here has stolen my heart and become my everything! Lewis, you're the one who brings sunshine to my days, makes me believe in fairytales, and shows me what true love is all about.

tag: lewishamilton

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lewishamilton You're the sunshine in my life, Y/N! Every day with you is a blessing. Thank you for your love and for making me the happiest man in the world.

harrystyles Hahaha, finally! Took you guys long enough! So happy for you both. Take good care of her, mate! And Y/N, remember to keep him on his toes 😉 Sending all my love and support!

gemmastyles Aww, my heart is bursting with happiness for you both! Seeing my little sis so happy with someone who adores her brings tears to my eyes. Wishing you both a lifetime of love, laughter, and beautiful moments together. Cherish every second, you two! ❤️

lewishamilton

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lewishamilton When you find someone who understands you in ways no one else does... that's when you know it's something special. My love, you're the one who makes my heart skip a beat and fills my life with so much love.

tag: yn_styles

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yn_styles Ah, babe, you're making me blush! 😊 You truly are the most amazing person I've ever known. Thank you for bringing so much love and happiness into my life. Can't wait for more incredible adventures together. Love you endlessly, Lewis! ❤️

mercedesamgf1 Love seeing our champion with his number one supporter! Can we finally say that she's a fan of Mercedes now? 😉🔥

lewishamilton I guess the secret's out! She's been supporting us all along!

georgerussell63 congrats, mate! looks like you found your perfect co-driver in life too. wishing you both all the happiness!

danielricciardo Congrats, you two! Wishing you all the love and happiness in the world. Oh, and Y/N, any chance I can score some free tickets to Harry's show now? 😉🎶

yn_styles Thanks, Daniel! We'll see what we can do maybe a backstage pass for you!

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[dashboarddiaries]

Due to recent ~revelations~ we're diving into a particular snapshot of 2014 - Hobama. That's right, the great epic love story of Harry Styles and 44th President of the United States Barack Obama. Don't worry, we'll explain. Also, Cher + Lauren suggest a new ship between Rat Czar and Lanternfly Lieutenant.

Credits and transcript in our reblog. You can find transcripts for this, and every other episode, here.

Find the posts discussed in this episode in this tag!

#dashboard diaries #DD 27 #hobama #Spotify

[darlingdesire]

LIKE A TATTOO

Y/N really loves Harry’s tattoos.

Y/N loved the way Harry’s tattoos looked on his skin. They were like little pieces of art, each one telling a story or holding a special meaning. But what she loved even more was tracing the lines of each tattoo with her fingers, feeling the ink on his skin and the ridges of the designs.

It was a habit she had developed early on in their relationship, and one that Harry had grown to love. They would often lay in bed together, tangled up in the sheets, and Y/N would trace the lines of his tattoos while they talked about their day or whispered sweet nothings to each other.

As they drifted off to sleep, Y/N would often continue tracing the tattoos, her touch becoming softer and more gentle as she grew more and more relaxed. Harry would wrap his arms around her, pulling her closer to him, and they would both drift off into a peaceful slumber, feeling the warmth and comfort of each other's love.

Usually, Harry would close his eyes and let out a contented sigh, feeling the warmth of Y/N's touch on his skin. He loved the way she traced the lines so delicately, like she was afraid to smudge the ink or damage the design. He loved the way her fingers felt against his skin, soft and gentle yet confident in their movements.

Sometimes Y/N would inspect the tattoos more closely, asking Harry about the meanings behind each one. He would tell her stories about the time he got them or what they represented to him. It was a way for them to get to know each other even better, and for Y/N to understand the parts of Harry’s past that he had immortalized on his skin.

Other times, Y/N would trace the tattoos out of boredom or absentmindedness. But even then, Harry didn't mind. He would just lay there and watch her, feeling the love and affection radiating off of her. It was a comforting feeling, knowing that she loved him enough to memorize every little bit of him, even the fine lines of his tattoos that were unnoticeable from the faraway eye.

Y/N was lying on the bed next to Harry, her head resting on his chest as she traced the lines of one of his tattoos with her finger. She looked up at him with a curious expression.

"Did this one hurt when you got it?" she asked, gesturing to the tattoo she was inspecting.

Harry smiled down at her, his fingers delicately playing with her soft hair. "Not too bad," he said. "But it was definitely one of the longer sessions."

Y/N smiled back at him. "Which one hurt the most?" she asked.

Harry thought for a moment before answering. "Probably the one on my chest," he said. "It felt like the needle was going right through to my heart."

Y/N winced in sympathy. "That sounds painful," she said.

"It was," Harry replied. "But it was worth it. All of my tattoos are reminders of something important to me."

Y/N nodded and continued to trace the tattoo on his arm. Harry watched her with a fond expression, admiring the way her eyes studied each line and curve of his tattoo. "I've always wondered what it would feel like to get a tattoo there," she said.

Harry chuckled. "It's not for everyone," he said. "But I love it."

"I can tell," Y/N said, her eyes still focused on the tattoo. "You have so many."

Harry smiled. "Yeah, I do," he said. "But each one has its own story. They're like little pieces of me that I carry around with me."

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes softening. "I love that about you," she said. "You're so... unique."

Harry gazed down at her, his eyes filled with adoration. "And you're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he said, his hand cupping her cheek.

"I love the way you look at my tattoos," he said softly. "It's like you're seeing a part of me that no one else can truly see."

Y/N smiled and looked up at him. "That's because I love every part of you," she said, her voice filled with tenderness, “I especially love your tattoos," Y/N said softly.

Harry grinned, his eyes sparkling. "I know you do," he said. "You always find new ones to admire."

Y/N grinned, continuing to trace the lines of his tattoos. "As you said; they’re like little works of art," she said. "And they all have a story."

Hary nodded, his fingers playing with Y/N's hair. "Yeah, each one has a special meaning to me," he said. "They're like a visual representation of who I am."

Y/N snuggled closer to Harry, feeling his warmth surround her. "I love getting to know more about you," she said. "And your tattoos are like little clues that help me do that."

Harry smiled down at her, his eyes filled with affection. "You're the only person who can read me like a book," he said.

Y/N blushed, feeling a rush of love for Harry. She traced the lines of his tattoos once more before resting her head back on his chest. They lay there in comfortable silence, the only sound the steady beat of Harry’s heart.

With a contented sigh, Y/N closed her eyes and let herself relax into him, feeling safe and content in his arms, all while gently skimming her finger over the delicate lines that created her name which were marked into Harry’s soft skin in black ink.

#imagines #romance #fanfiction #fluff #imagine #this is so cute #harry styles #harry styles x reader #harrystyles #harry #harry edward styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fluff #harry styles oneshots #harry's house #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles blurb #harry styles stories #fluffy #sweet

[harry-styles-obsessed]

The agony of love

Warnings: angst, past love, this one’s going to be short but still hope you enjoy!

“Look at me!” You shouted, raising your voice, harry held a notebook on his lap scribbling angrily onto it. You and him had decided to try and fix the relationship you and him once had but it wasn’t going very well. He was struggling to cope from moving on from his ex and you were struggling to cope with the fact that you knew he didn’t love you. You knew he was still in love with her and that pained you “Harry I get you’re in love with her! That’s fine! But let me in! Let me talk to you talk to me! Communicate!” You shouted tears practically ready to trickle down your cheeks but you wouldn’t let them. No way.

Harry remained dead silent not showing any emotion as he continued to scribble things onto the paper, seemingly scribbling random circles onto the page. He was never good with his words when tough conversations came up. “What did I do, harry? What did I do to make you hate me?” You asked staring at him hopelessly and for the first time in those few moments his eyes locked with yours as he frowned “hate you? I don’t hate you y/n….” He said and you let out a tearful laugh “tell your face that.” You spat out pain in your eyes “why do you love her more than me?” You asked and he stared at you “because she actually loves me.” He said your heart splintering into a million pieces “she treats me like I’m somebody” he said and you stared at him blankly

“She was there for me when you weren’t, she loved me, she was there to lift me up when no one else was there! She’s loved me from the very beginning.” He said calmly and you stared at him shocked “so I’m now kicked out of the picture? Would she of loved you when you were normal harry?! Not famous?! Huh? Or is she just using you for your money! Has that ever crossed your mind?!” You yelled and his brows furrowed “No one loved me when I was not famous y/n! No one! Not a single soul knew me! No one believed in me! Maybe my mum, yes but no one else! I was unlovable!” He yelled and that’s when you snapped “I LOVED YOU” you screamed, the sudden raise of your voice knocking it out of you as tears streamed down your cheeks “I loved you so fucking much, harry… you were my first kiss… I LOVED you.” You said and as he stared at you pain formed in his eyes as he smiled sadly “I’m sorry y/n.” He whispered his tone soft yet cold “life moves on…” you remained silent watching him as he stood up dropping the notepad onto the sofa “I don’t love you… maybe in another life yeah? But not this one…. find someone else okay?” He lightly cupped your cheek in his hand as you gazed into his eyes “find someone who loves you… find someone who treats you right.” He said softly brushing his thumb against your cheek as he forced a smile… this was the end… the end of your chapter with him…. The happiest story of your life was coming to an end and you didn’t want it to end- not like this. “Harry please” you begged and he stared into your eyes “I’m sorry.” He whispered dropping his hand back down by his side as he made his way out of the house leaving you hurt and heartbroken…. He came into your life, fixed your broken heart just to leave you with a broken heart that he had caused.

You sat down on the sofa picking up the notepad glancing down at the scribbles on the paper, tears slept dripped down onto the paper as you sniffled trying to contain yourself but struggled to do so. The tears that blurred your vision soon cleared away and you soon read little words at the bottom of the page

I’m sorry, I’m never good with my words. I’ll be back… just wait for me.

You let out a laugh tears continuously streaming down your cheeks. You were over him. He wanted her so you’d leave… he could have her, spend all his time with her… you’d live your life somewhere else with someone better… just as he told you to… you weren’t going to let him hold you back no matter how much it hurt and you grabbed the pen tears leaving marks on the page as you scribbled down a response so if he returned he’d find it

No. I’m going to find someone who loves me. Stay with her… I don’t care. But when she breaks your heart don’t come crawling back to me. Goodbye, H.

Love the girl who always loved you when you couldn’t love yourself.

#harry edward styles #x reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles #yn #imagines #angst #stories #harry angst #sad #romance

[cupid-styles]

cupid-styles fic recs!!!

I read a lot of harry fic.....like a lot.......so here are some of my favorites on wattpad and tumblr!! enjoy ! :)

wattpad

breaking the ice by sarbearfive: long form fic, hockey player fmc x hockey player harry

boston by witchysunflower: long form fic, SMUTTY (like check content warnings before you read bc the kinks explored aren't for everyone), cheating teacher fmc x cheating hockey player harry, angsty with a happy-ish ending

boys don't cry, posted by cuddlingzjm: was originally posted on tumblr but this user uploaded it to wattpad when the author (oxygenstyles) deleted. long form fic, lots of back and forth and angst with a happy ending, university au

love, sex, dreams by tempress_: short story, stripper fmc x rich harry, smutty!!

pierced by tpwkmila: long form fic, SMUTTY!!!, piercer/gang harry x innocent fmc. for some reason I can't hyperlink, so here's the link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/255321426-𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃-𝐇-𝐒.

devil's due by petit_cerise: long form fic, broke my heart a million times and put it back together just as many times. gang harry x artist fmc, super angsty with a kind of happy ending. (there's a sequel currently being written with really slow updates)

earned it by alisonfelix: long form fic; if you haven't read her work yet........ you need to. escort/sex worker fmc, make sure to look at content warnings before reading!! contains A LOT of cheating, smut, and angst, but such an original plot (and a happy ending!).

informed consent by alisonfelix: short fic; university au, innocent/shy fmc x experienced harry who is kind of mean at the start. (read her extras for informed consent here!)

one night stand by alisonfelix: short fic; I told you, everything she writes is INCREDIBLE. pregnant fmc x (sort of) mean harry, some angst and a lot of back and forth, smut, but a happy ending :)

daydreams by temptress_: one-shots with some of THE best smut I've ever read. I know they have an account on here and posts some of their writing to tumblr, but I believe they have more on wattpad!!

ecstasy, misery by kenneedyxx: long form fic, work in progress. I don't usually recommend WIPs but WHEN I TELL YOU THIS BOOK IS AMAZING..... SUPER smutty, set in the 90s, so much fun. updates are slow tho!

tumblr

thinkin' bout you (pt 1) and pink + white (pt 2) by @angelisverba (florist!h, super cute, lots of pining)

love on tour: the groupie by @meetmymouth (smut!!!! groupie!yn x famous!harry, a series of blurbs and I love them)

love's an ache in the jaw by @harryforvogue (TA!h x TA!fmc, I would die for them)

this relationship of ours by @harryforvogue (dom!h x sub!fmc, second chance romance type of deal — again, I would die for them)

serendipity by @adorebeaa (such a cute plot, smut and some fluff!)

wake up call by @harryistheonlyoneforme (smut, nhl!harry x wife reader... what can I say, I love hockey au harry)

the devil is a gentleman by @1800titz (smut, if you're not reading this you're probably living under a rock, SUCH a good plot)

professor harry by @novelistrry (smut and fluff, professor!h x student!yn, short form fic)

literally anything on @freedomfireflies masterlist

tangointhenight by @teaspoon-full-of-sugar (on going short fic, erotic audio recorder (??)! harry, smut!)

anything on @haaarry masterlist

obviously anything on @moonchildstyles masterlist

pleasing by @stylesloveclub (chef!harry x waitress!yn, smut and fluff)

sunshine by @stylesloveclub (grumpy!harry x shy virgin!yn, a classic trope for the girlies, lil bit of smut and fluff)

anything on @jarofstyles masterlist, but some of my favorites include: -reaper (gang/biker!h x innocent-ish!yn) -sk8er boi (high school au, skater!harry x popular!yn) -level up (nerd!harry x popular!yn, high school au)

anything on @jawllines masterlist, but some of my favorites include: -mechanic!harry -boxer!harry -witch!harry x witch!yn -bookstore owner!yn x tattoo shop owner!harry -dom!harry x sub!yn -pornstars!harry and yn

mutually beneficial by @cherryjuiceblues (ceo!harry, dom x sub dynamics, smut obv)

I'll probably add more to this as time goes on but that's all I can think of atm and I need to go make dinner!!!! enjoy!! :D thanks to all of the incredible writers in the harry fic community for sharing your talents <3

#fic rec #harry styles fic recs #harry styles fic rec #harry styles #harry styles one shot #harry styles fic #harry styles fan fic #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles blurb #harry styles imagine #harry styles smut

[alonetimelover]

pairing: Harry Styles x booktuber!reader

summary: The internet speculates about whether Harry and YN are together. She admits to some hidden feelings to her best friend. He still cannot use his IG and buys any book that she recommends. Finally, something happens. But is it about them?

a/n: Second part of the booktuber!reader in celebration of 1000 of you following my little messy blog. i hope you enjoy it! love ya!

part 1 taglist

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harryupdates HARRY and YN via her best friend's IG story.

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hArrysbtch THEY ARE SO CUTE I LOVE THEM

hArrysbtch also, that best friend of yn is really putting them in the spotlight, isn't she?

⤷ harrysmoustache that's what i said! wasn't she also the one with them in italy???

⤷ hArrysbtch you think she shared those photos?

⤷ harrysmoustache yeah, it's all connecting nicely

harrysmylife i mean... that can be a couple but best friends as well. like, i sit like this with my male best friend

harrysfan39 his dimples...

harrysfan87 she's so beautiful... has anybody said it already?

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HARRY STYLES, BOOKS, AND LOVE FROM A YOUTUBE VIDEO

If you are wondering if this article's title is stating that Harry Styles is a taken man, you would be correct. Starting with the simple YouTube video posted by the channel of the name ynrecommends and ending with a yacht vacation near the coast of Italy and burning romance.

But let's start at the beginning. The booktuber from ynrecommends (YN YSN) did a little video of reading books that Harry Styles recommended during his interviews and so on. Because of the Harries (name of Styles' fandom), the video skyrocketed and gained hundreds of thousands of views in a matter of a few days. That's probably how our heartbreaker found the video, leaving a little comment and not forgetting to flirt with the author (we love it!). You could say the story of them began right in front of our eyes.

It was a few months ago, and throughout them, there were multiple crumbs left by the couple. Joined bookshop travels, appearances in YN's vlogs and other videos, and of course, THAT vacation on Harry's yacht.

As our source that is very close to both of them says 'the romance started late in their time of knowing each other, because of their both overflowing schedules and fear of ruining the friendship.' What is more, we didn't only get the words but also photos that clearly confirm the romance between the rock star of our generation and the indie booktuber despite YN's claims of 'being single and very happy with it.'

Is that how you are with your 'friends'?

What do you think is true, our sources claims or YN's words?

Source 74%

YN's words 26%

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Text messages between YN and her best friend

ynn🧠 my lovely, favourite best friend, i have a little, tiny question bestie🫦 i'm your only best friend maybe besides Harold...🙄 ynn🧠 yeah yeah, i know you like him, don't hide it buuuuut, back to my question... bestie🫦 yes yes, what's up? ynn🧠 i'm not accusing you of anything, i just wanna ask if you send somebody the photo album from italy? bestie🫦 remember that ig account we did in uni? i thought it would be a nice idea to turn it into a little photo diary. i put some of the photos there. i told you on the boat, like a week ago. why? ynn🧠 i forgot about it, im so sorry! but someone from that account must have seen those photos and sold them to that gossip magazine... whole internet thinks im harry's girlfriend. i got like 50 dms asking how much i paid him to be with me bestie🫦 fuck im so sorry, sweetheart! i totally didn't think about it. tbh, i kinda forgot he was famous while being there with you two ynn🧠 yeah, i forget about it whenever i see him and don't be sorry, baby! it's not your fault some of those people will do anything to gain even a little bit of money i only asked because harry's manager needed to know if any of our photos were hacked or somethin' bestie🫦 was harry mad about the article? ynn🧠 he said that after years of having bullshit having written about him, he got used to it. but i can see that it bothers him that he can't have a moment for himself bestie🫦 fuck, im gonna bake him some good cake as an apology ynn🧠 it's not your fault!!!! harry knows it bestie🫦 okay, but im baking something anyway and btw, that article isn't so far from the truth, is it? ynn🧠 what do you mean? bestie🫦 oh, come on! you two act like a couple whenever you're together! there must be something there ynn🧠 ... there's not, really. we never talked about it but just fell to that closeness as friends. you know how touchy i am with people that im comfortable with, he's the same. it just looks like we're a couple, but no bestie🫦 but you want more, don't you? ynn🧠 i value him too much as a friend to think about it

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram first day on this fancy boat, and i was crawling (freaking scared to fall into the water) and in the last few days, i was swinging myself on this little hammock, crazy days, crazy

thank you harrystyles for putting it up for me, love ya my bff

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harrystyles You ditched me for those books

⤷ yourinstagram they are literally my job

⤷ harrystyles You took 30 books with yourself. A seond suitcase just for them.

⤷ yourinstagram blah blah blah you took two guitars

⤷ harrystyles That's literally my job.

⤷ yourinstagram yeah, that's what i said

harryupdates brave move, yn

hArrysbtch i'm waiting (impatiently) for the next video

⤷ yourinstagram it's coming, it's coming. a little vid of italians recommending me their favourite books!

harrysmoustache not the little explaination of that on ephoto from that article 'i was crawling, cause i'm scared'

⤷ harrysmylife subtle but to the point

stylebabie 'my bff' i know she is cackling behind that little screen

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harrystyles

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harrystyles momento magico in italia

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yourinstagram thankfully that photo was taken before me almost drawning

⤷ harrystyles i rescued you

⤷ yourinstagram if by rescue you mean laugh, panic and then dive and almost make me drown again, then yes, you did rescue me

jeffazzof Harry.

⤷ harrystyles Jeffrey.

⤷ jeffazzof Check the account.

⤷ harrystyles Oh.

hArrysbtch hsdfUHFJHLVBRIAP what the fuck ehat the fuck

hArrysbtch i am so confused right now

harrysmoustache you guys are playing with us

harryupdates wrong account, harry!

annetwist Bellissima 😍

harrysmylife the flower, the EARRINGS, yn, the cat... i cannot.... this man is a menace to the society

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hArrysbtch

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hArrysbtch this video was worth the wait! yn is one of the best and realest youtuber out there. plus, harry filmed this episode for her so it's even better

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harryupdates I loved it too! the little moments of them interacting behind the camera kept in the video were absolute gems!!!

⤷ hArrysbtch YES!!! it was so funny and wholesome

harrysmoustache harry's little 'i think you'd like this shot' during a moment when yn is walking down the alley.... soooo cute i love them

stylesbabie this is my first video of hers that i watched and i am so mad at myself. this is the best booktuber channel i've ever come across

harrysmylife yn interacting with Harry's italian friends, having harry translate the recommendations from people on the street and him just hyping her up... just so freaking cute

harrymylove i don't care if they are together or just friends, i just enjoy watching them be together, like, next to each other. it's so refreshing and lovely

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londonboyharry

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londonboyharry this is what I saw while walking around the park near my hotel in italy... Harry literally made yn stop mid-sentance and said 'wait, i need to take a photo of you.' i- i was melting and couldn't believe my eyes and ears

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hArrysbtch he is so boyfriend

hArrysbtch like, he must be, come on

harrysmoustache i say i don't care if they are together or not. but i do. i so do. i want them together more than i want myself to find a partner

harrysmylife BEST FRIEND/COUPLE ON EARTH

harrysfan88 i love that we're all confused about them

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yourbestfriend

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yourbestfriend put those two in a room with books and that's what you get...

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yourinstagram i was just looking through the atlas, come on

harrystyles And I was actually reading, not faking like some of us.

⤷ yourinstagram oh fuck off

⤷ harrystyles This is not so treat people with kindness of you.

hArrysbtch i love the fits so much

harrysmoustache this si so frustraiting

⤷ harrysfan49 why are you so obsessed with them? leave them be

⤷ harrysmoustache i just want to know if i can call them the best couple on the planet

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harryupdates

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harryupdates HARRY with a fan today in London!

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hArrysbtch he's so cute

hArrysbtch wait, yn wore that t-shirt in her latest vlog

⤷ harrysmoustache sharing clothes????

harrysmylife he looks so cute, i want to put him in my pocket

stylesbabie the cardigan is back, guys

harrysfan87 i am the one who met him!

⤷ harryupdates how was it?

⤷ harrysfan87 magical! he stopped after walking out of the bookstore when i walked up to him. he had a bag full of books. i asked him what he was buying and he said 'oh, ehmm, i have crime and punishment, hamnet, emma and some Sally Rooney here'

⤷ hArrysbtch that guy is just buying anything yn recommends...

⤷ stylesbabie but none of it was in her italian vlog?

⤷ hArrysbtch yes, but those are the books from her 'summer to autumn reads' video

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram story in two acts... 🏡📚

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harrystyles Scandalous.

⤷ yourinstagram Forgot you have sensitive eyes after a bad night sleep.

⤷ harrystyles I slept very well last night, thank you.

yourbestfriend 👀

⤷ yourinstagram 🫣

hArrysbtch WTFSAJFHOAUW no way

hArrysbtch this is confirmation, isn't it?

⤷ harrysmoustache i think so

⤷ harrysmylife but... we don't know if that really is harry

harrysmoustache she bold and she sexy

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jeffazzof Congratulations, YN.

⤷ harrystyles thanks jeff!!!!

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⤷ yourinstagram thanks jeff!!!

⤷ harrysmoustache girl, we saw that!

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a/n: do we think yn and harry finally got together?

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[thelarriefics]

ABO FIC REC, Part IV: Below are more recent abo fics. (Part I, Part II, Part III)

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[writtenalloverlarry]

Flowers in Italy

Read it on AO3. Written for @bhficfest

Louis Tomlinson was only looking for a quick summer fling. He certainly doesn't believe in love and that's also not what he's looking for. A summer in Italy changes everything. When he meets the boy with flowers in his hair, he might just start believing in love. - As Harry and Louis meet again under different circumstances, their story takes a different turn. A summer romance gone wrong. Or maybe right?

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

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