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cinemastyles-blog · 8 months

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Just Like the Movies?

Summary: Harry and y/n are in a movie together and they film a fight scene and Harry yelling at y/n is enough for her to go home with him and it reveals something for the both of them.

NOT A REQUEST (or edited yet)

Warnings: SMUT 18+, strong language, yelling fight scene act, unprotected sex, cream pie, emotional sex so not much talking during, admitting love for each other, semi regular filth, kinda short?? But enjoy!

HARRY’S HOUSE HARRY

"They're ready for you on set, Y/N." Nadine, the hair dresser says as she pops her head into your trailer.

You look over at her, "I'm nervous." You rub your hands together, "My hands keep sweating. Shit." You sigh and lay a hand on your forehead.

"It's just Harry." She says with a chuckle, "He's such a teddy bear, babe. You'll do great." She motions for you to go with her, "come, come."

You laugh and shake your head, "You're no help."

She shrugs, "Can't say I didn't try." She winks looks over at you as you start to walk with her, "Honestly." She stops you and leans in, "You can cut the off screen sexual tension with a knife so.."

You push her gently and gasp, "No. stop."

You can't lie, you liked Harry.

A lot.

"I'm serious. You guys... it's gonna happen." She lowers her voice as you walk up to the set, "and if I were you.. I wouldn't hesitate to jump his bones."

You laugh and shake your head, "You're supposed to be my hair dresser, Nay, come on now."

She raises an eyebrow, "Aren't hair dressers supposed to gossip with their clients?" You laugh and sigh, "Got me there."

"Y/n. Over here." The director, Elliot yells as he waves to you. You take a deep breathe and Nadine whispers a quiet, "You got this."

You walk over, "What's up?"

"Have you seen Harry?"

You shake your head, "No. but I can go find him." He nods and turns to talk to the other crew member.

You walk to Harry's dressing room and as you round the corner, you freeze.

Harry is standing there shirtless as the stylist is figuring out his clothing. Her hands lay on his stomach, and you try hard to hide your slight jealously.

"Elliot is looking for you, Harry." You look up at him and he smirks, "Tell him I'll be there in a minute. I was late getting here."

"Late? You're going to be in trouble." You tease with a smile. He shrugs, "I think I'll be alright."

You roll your eyes and laugh as you walk out the door, "I'll tell him you'll be there in five."

"Thank you."

"Uh huh."

You and Harry were friends a little while before getting casted together. But, this movie did bring you and Harry so much closer.

And yes, you know about the off screen sexual tension, too.

So does Harry.

You point back as you walk up to Elliot, "He'll be out in five."

"Thank you, my shining star. Are we ready for todays scene?" He smirks slightly and you shrug, "I mean, I scream at Harry and he screams at me. What more could anyone ask for?"

You laugh and he nods, "I had to. Ever since yours in Private Affair and his in his movies, I had to. You both are brilliant and you both mad.." He chef kisses his fingers and you smile, "Thank you, Elliot. I just hope it go-"

"This movie is coming along beautifully thanks to you two. This will only make it better." He winks and looks up, "Ah. He finally arrives." He watches as Harry comes over and you almost gasp at how good Harry looks.

"Styles. There you are, hey listen. I had a few ideas about todays set." He walks away with Harry, and you're to focused on him to even hear what Elliot says.

You walk over to makeup, sitting down in the chair and chatting with one of the supporting actors.

A few moments later, Harry slowly leans around the door and nods for you to come out into the hallway.

You nod and get up, walking out to meet him, "What's up?" He stares at you for a quick moment, "Come with me."

You follow him down the hall to his dressing room. He opens the door and checks you out as you walk in first. Your lips twitch into a small smirk and quickly drops as the words roll off of his tongue.

"Elliot wants us to throw in a sex scene."

"He does?" You raise your eyebrows, "Why?"

You weren't opposed to the idea at all.

He shrugs, "he thinks that it will bring the characters closer for the end of then movie I guess? He tried explaining it to him but I honestly wasn't listening."

Your furrow your brows, "Oh?" You laugh slightly, "Aren't you supposed to listen to the director?"

He chuckles and nods, "yeah, yeah." He scratches his neck and sighs, "I'll be honest, I've been a lot focused on something else lately."

"Oh yeah?" You look up at him slightly, "What's that?"

He shakes his head, "That's another conversation for another time. This scene won't happen for a few weeks so we have time to prepare in any way we need."

You smirk slightly and nod, "I have a few ideas in mind on how we can prepare."

"Oh do you?"

"I do."

"Harry?" There's a knock on the door, "It's time."

"Ready to get screamed at?" Harry raises his eyebrows at you. You didn't want to be too honest, but fuck it, "If I'm being honest with you, Harry."

You pause, unsure if you want to continue.

"Yeah?" He tilts his head, waiting for you to continue. You walk over to him and place a hand on his chest.

His eyes immediately move to your hand and then to you as you speak, "I'm probably going to get so turned on from you screaming at me."

His eye brows go up and he smiles while he shakes his head, "So what you're saying is.. you're coming home with me?"

You shrug, "If I can wait that long." You smirk and he sighs, "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear those words."

He leans down and presses his lips to yours, "I'm going to take such good care of you." He whispers before going back to kiss you.

"Let's go yell at each other."

——

A little while later, you and Harry are now shooting the last shot for the day.

You slam your hands on the counter breathing heavy, "Just. Fucking. leave!" You scream towards Harry, who is playing the character, Sam.

"I'm not fucking leaving, Allie. Not until you tell me why the fuck you let that guy touch you like that!" Harry screams back as he takes a steps closer.

You feel like your knees could go weak, your heart speed up every time he screams at you, we'll you character.

You love it.

Especially since he has to play jealous.

"Aw. Is someone jealous?" You tease, "Too bad you don't have the ri-"

"Don't even fucking say that." Harry walks over and slams his hands down, "You we're going to fucking break up with me first, Allie."

You jerk your head back, "No. Sam. I wasn't. You just go and let your idiotic fucking friends get into that tiny little brain of yours and control you." You laugh slightly, "Kinda like that rat from Ratatouille."

You can tell that that line gets Harry every time and he hides a smirk from the camera. You're trying your best to keep it together, biting the inside of your lip.

Harry takes a deep breathe, "You know what, Allie. Fine. I'm done. You fucking win."

He pushes himself off of the counter and you yell out to him, "Yeah, go fuck that bitch from down the street again."

He stops and slowly turns around, "I'm not doing this."

"What? Tired of her already, too?"

"There is no woman down the street." Harry's voice is low, angry.

"Oh yeah how am I supposed-"

This is when you're supposed to shift your whole demeanor. Going from angry and cracking jokes to silent. Worried. Sad.

"I was with my mate, Logan, Crying to him about you leaving the fucking city." He leans in as he says the last part a little bit louder, like his character got mad all over again.

You freeze, still more turned on than ever. You can see the camera in your peripheral vision and you can feel the tears welling up, "I was going to tell you about that."

"We're you? Because it feels like you were just going to ghost me. Trying to get out of here without me knowing?"

"Then tell me to stay." You wipe your tears away and he scoffs, "No."

"Sam." You walk towards him, "Tell me to stay. Rip up my plane ticket. I won't go."

Everyone is silent as they wait for the final moment.

"Why should I do that?"

"Because I love you." You sniffle and stare at him.

"Fuck you." He says lowly, "Go to hell."

You go to turn away but you feel Harry's hand grab your arm, "But take me with you." He says before planting his hand on your cheek and crashes his lips onto yours.

You're so caught off guard, but you're fine with it.

The director yells, "Cut!"

"You're fucking incredible, Y/N." Harry says lowly as you pull away from each other, "You got me a little turned on."

He chuckles as you laugh and you look up at him, "Think we're free?"

He shrugs, "Only one way to find out."

You guys walk up to Elliot and he wraps his arms around you both, "Oh my god." He leans back, "Fantastic. This next part is going to be great."

He steps back and looks at you, "I figured you'd be alright with the kissing. I just told Harry to make it a little more.. hot."

You nod, "Yeah no. He told me about the sex scene but, not this."

"Right yes. That. I need you two to talk, or do whatever it is you need to do in order to make this scene happen in two weeks." Elliot winks at Harry and walks away.

"I'll know your body by tomorrow." Harry whispers in your ear before stepping away, "Let's go. I can't wait to get you home."

——

You don't even make it halfway up the steps before Harry's lips are on yours, hungry to taste you.

"Mm, fuck." Harry groans as he fumbles with the key. You laugh against his lips and pull away to help him.

You unlock the door and he pushes you in, resuming where he left off. His lips kiss back your jaw, down your neck until he gets to your neck.

He makes sure to leave a mark.

You moan and grip his biceps, "H-Harry." He leans back to look at you and smirks at you slightly.

"Tell me what you want, baby." His hand slides gently around your neck, giving it a gentle squeeze as he leans in, "You're all I think about, y/n."

His voice is low, controlling.

And you'll do anything he wants.

You moan as he kisses just below your ear, nipping at the skin gently, "How good that pussy will feel around my cock."

He kisses along your jaw until reaching your lips, "Do you like it when I yell at you?" He slowly moves his lips with yours, "Hmm?"

"It's so h-hot." He squeeze your neck a little harder, causing you to out whimper lowly, "Fuck me."

His hands move to grip your hips and lift you up onto the counter, "I've wanted to for a while now, love."

You smile and look at him as he does the same, "Me too." You bite your lip, "Can we.. do something?"

He tilts his head, "What's that?"

"Can you yell at me.. while I strip down for you.?"

He's quiet as he nods, "Just.." He laughs slightly, "Tell me if anything at all gets to be too much, alright?"

You nod, "Of course, Harry."

Harry helps you down from the counter and he looks at you, "How do you want me?"

You bite your lip, tilting you head as you look at him.

"What?" He smiles slightly.

"Pretend like... you told me to be naked and waiting for you and when you got home.. I wasn't." You walk up to him, lowering your voice, "You're mad that I'm not naked." You run your finger up his chest and his eyes follow until you look up at him.

You rest your finger on his lips and whisper, "You want me naked so you can punish me. But I have to do it myself."

You step backwards a few steps and stop, "Sound good?"

He nods as he smiles, "Oh yeah. That sounds wonderful. Let me just-" he chuckles slightly as he shuffles back by the wall and takes a deep breathe.

It's insane how quickly you and Harry can just snap into character.

"What in the bloody hell are ya doing?" He says with his voice louder. It sends a shiver down your body, "Take off your clothes."

You bite your lip as you go to pull your shirt up over your head, but Harry's voice makes you stop.

"Slower, baby."

You bite your lip and smirk as you whip the shirt off and look at him. His lips twitch as they try not to form the smirk he's fighting back.

"I said slower. God.." He sighs and walks over to you. He pulls you over by the waist band of your shorts, "you are such a fuckin' brat."

Harry's words spark a light in your eyes, "Yes sir." You say with a slight tude. He walks over and sits down on the couch.

You turn to face him and he slips his shirt off, tossing it on the back of the couch, "Are you just going to stand there? Fuck, you should of already been naked by now. You could already been having my cock fill up that pussy."

He tsks a few times, "You're never going to fucking learn, will you?"

You can't resist him anymore. You walk over as you kick off your shoes and pants, straddling him in just your bra and panties, "Nope."

You smirk before leaning down to kiss him.

His hands travel around your body, exploring as he kisses down your neck. Your eyes close and your lips part as he attacks every inch, moaning lowly as you grind down onto him.

"Please." You gasp out and look down. He looks up at you and you run your hand through his hair, grabbing a fistful towards the nape of his neck, "I need you."

He nods once, and lays you down on the couch. You take your bra and kick your panties off as Harry stands up to take his pants off, "Fuck."

He lays overtop of you, hovering as he brushes hair from your shoulder, "You're so beautiful."

He leans down, kissing you gently. The head of his cock pushes against your pussy and you move your hips down, whimpering, "Please.."

He leans up and moves down, spreading your legs and diving right in. You gasp and grip the couch, "Shit." You tilt your head back, whining out as Harry's tongue darts in and out of your hole that's desperately waiting for his cock.

"H-Harry." You moan out and arch your back, pulling his head towards you more as you clench around his tongue.

Coming undone for the very first time that night.

He pulls away and moves up to kiss you. You moan as you taste yourself on his lips, which is quickly then amped by his cock entering you.

"Fuck." You and Harry moan at the same time.

"You feel s-so fucking.." He groans, "You feel so fucking good." He slowly pulls out and slowly pushes back in, moaning into your neck.

You dig your nails into his back, taking in every single ounce of pleasure he's giving you.

You knew Harry for a long time, but it wasn't until this very moment that you actually knew him.

"I love you." You whimper out quietly, pulling yourself closer to him.

He sits up and pulls you on top of him, moaning as he slips back into you. You close your eyes and gasp quietly as you grip his shoulders.

Harry grabs your face and pulls you into him. He rests his forehead on yours and you open your eyes, "I've loved you since the first moment I saw you."

You tilt your head up to looks at him before crashing your lips into his. You move your hips slow, enjoying the moment right now.

Harry wraps his arm around your waist and cups your cheek with his other hand. He kisses under your chin and down your neck before kissing back up to your lips.

Nothing else is said.

But everything is also said at the same time.

After being on top for a little while, Harry is now on top of you, slowly pushing his cock in and out of you as your legs are tightly wrapped around his waist.

Harry stares down at you with his bottom lip pulled between his teeth, watching your face twitch with pleasure.

He knows your close.

"Cum for me." He whispers as he leans down to kiss you, "Cum with me."

You nod and pull him back in to continue the slow, yet full of passion make out. Harry grips below your hip, pulling you closer as he coaches you towards orgasm.

"Come on baby. Cum for me." He gently pecks your cheek a few times,groaning quietly in between, "i know you're close."

You moan and dig your nails into his back, "There ya go, baby. That's it." He moans and pulls you closer. He bites his lip and gasps as he feels himself cum with you.

He pushes his cock in deep as he moves to kiss you. You feel his cock twitch inside of you and you whimper at the feeling.

He brushes your hair back, smoothing it out as he kisses your forehead.

It's quiet for a few minutes. You and Harry are just enjoying each others naked company.

"I love you." Harry whispers quietly.

You smile and run your thumb across his cheek, "I love you."

——

Should I add this to the list of one shots that need a part 2?

Thank you for reading!

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cinemastyles-blog · 11 months

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We Should[n’t] Be Alone Together Part 2

Summary: Harry and y/n continue sneaking around

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, cheating in relationship, y/n cheats with Harry, oral (both), slight abuse in relationship(not h), fighting, hair pulling, choking, biting, unprotected sex, filth

Part 1

Master

HARRY’S HOUSE / CURRENT HARRY

It’s been a few days since the Brit’s and you can tell things were different, but you have to pretend like they weren’t.

“Hey, y/n.” Luke yells from the living room, “Can you come here?”

Your heart sinks each time Luke talks to you, not because you feel bad, because you don’t. It’s only because you’re afraid he’s going to start screaming.

“Yeah.” You heave yourself up out of bed and walk out, “What’s up?”

Harry is sitting on the couch and he looks back at you, giving you a friendly smile, “Just thought I’d check to see if you’re still alive.”

He looks so good, like he just got done with the gym good. His hair was twisted up into his little claw clip and his white shirt say perfectly on his body.

You laugh slightly, “Oh yeah, I’m good.”

Luke chuckles, “Only after being in bed for the last few days. She knows tequila isn’t for her.” He glances at you, giving you a look that makes your bones shiver.

“Yeah, no you’re right. That was my fault.” You walk over and sit on the chair across from Harry. His eyes scan up your legs, moving slowly up your arms to your face.

The feelings from that night haven’t gone away, matter of fact, they feel unfinished.

“So how was it? I seen clips, still wish I could have been there.” Luke leans back in his chair and looks at Harry. He smiles, “It was great. I’m truly grateful for what I do. I had a lot of fun at that show.”

You bite down on your cheek as memories flash in your mind, reminding you of how Harry felt buried deep inside of you.

“It was something I never experienced before, but I would be so down to do that again. It was so much fun.” You look at Harry and smile, “Minus the alcohol. I think I can do that fully sober.”

A smirk plays on his lips and he scrunches up his nose and looks over at Luke, “That was partially my fault, I was so gone by the time I got back from performing.”

“It’s not your job to watch her, Harry. She knows better.” Luke belittles you, “It’s fine, after she puked her guts out, she vowed to never drink again and I’m going to hold her to that.”

You notice Harry clench his jaw so you change the subject, “So. Lunch? We can go che-“

“Actually, I’m going to stay home and work on some stuff for work, they have me training in a new position.” Luke sighs and smirks, “But you guys should go.”

“Are you sure?” You ask leaning forward to grab the water that sits on the table, “Do you want us to bring you something back?”

He shrugs, “Yeah, that’s fine.”

You look at Harry and lick your lips subtly, “Lunch?”

He nods, “Yeah, that’s fine.”

“Okay let me go change and then we can go.” You stand up and walk by Luke. He reaches out and grabs your hand, pulling you down to him, “No alcohol. I mean it.”

“Luke, man. Come on. She’ll be fine.” Harry stands up and Luke let’s go of your hand. You stand up and look down at Luke, “What’s your issue?”

“I don’t have an issue, I just don’t want to de- nothing. Just go. Get dressed.”

You close your eyes and walk away, glancing back at Harry who’s staring at you.

“I’m okay.” You mouth to him, “I’m going to fuck you so good.” You smirk and bite your lip as you walk into your bedroom.

——

You know Harry wants to ask about what just happened, but you really don’t want to talk about it.

“So, where do you want to go?” He asks as he takes your hand into his, “Marzoni’s?”

You look over at him, “We can, but I figured we can just drive around for a little bit, unless you want to eat now?”

He smirks, “I mean, I can eat, but I’m not talking about actual food.”

You bite your lip, “So, your place?”

He brings your hand to his lips, pressed them to it gently, “Definitely my place.”

You unbuckle your seat belt and Harry looks over at you as his car starts dinging, “What are you doing?”

“Just drive, Harry.” You smile and lean over, undoing his pants and freeing his cock. You lick your lips and take the tip of his cock between them, humming as you feel him in your mouth for the first time.

“Oh, fuck, y/n.” Harry grips the steering wheel and pushes his head back against the headrest.

You work at taking more of him in, swirling your tongue and hallowing your cheeks as you suck.

He gasps and lets out a moan, “Fuck, that’s so good, so good baby.”

You close your eyes, focusing on taking him in fully. Harry lays a hand on your head, moving his hips slightly as you pleasure him.

You slip him into your throat and hold it there for a few seconds as his moans fill the quiet car, “Oh fuck, oh fuck.”

His chest is rising and falling quickly as he tries to focus on driving. You move your head up, wrapping your hand around the base of his cock, pumping as you suck on the tip.

“Doing so good baby, fuck.” He groans and turns into his driveway, “Fuck, fuck. We’re here.”

You lean up and look at him with a smile. He shakes his head, smirking as he puts his cock back in his pants, “Let’s go.”

You guys quickly make your way into his house and the door isn’t even shut before he has his hands on you, “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”

You moan as he kisses down your neck, “You belong with me, not that douchebag.”

You nod, “I know. You’re so good to me, Harry.” You wrap your arms and legs around him as he lifts you up. He kicks the door shut and takes you to his room, “You deserves to be loved.”

He lays you down on the bed, “Cherished.” He kisses down your neck and lifts your shirt up, “Worshiped.” He kisses down your stomach and hooks his fingers into the band of your leggings, “Happy.”

He looks up at you as he pulls your pants and panties down, “You deserve to be with someone who doesn’t make you feel scared and worthless.”

He tosses your clothes onto the floor and you spread your legs, “You make me feel all of those things, Harry.”

He smiles and drags his fingers up your shins, “I’m about to make you feel other things here soon.” He leans in and his lips brush against your clit.

You bite your lip in anticipation, your breathing growing faster, “Please.”

He smirks and sticks his tongue out, drawing circles on your clit. You gasp, “Harry.” His arms link under your thighs and you lay a hand on his head, “Fuck.” He tongue slides down between your folds and you arch your back, “Oh shit.”

His thumb presses onto your clit as his tongue works it’s way in and out of your cunt, humming as he does.

“Fuck, fuck.”

Harry groans as he feels you clench. Not even five minutes into it and he makes you want to cum.

“Cum for me, y/n.” He says as he leans back, “I want you to cum on my face.”

His tongue finds its place again and you dig your heel into his back, pulling his hair as you push your hips towards him, “Fuck, so close baby.”

His thumb works faster on your clit and your eyes roll back, “Fuck, fuck fuck.”

You feel your orgasm hit and you let out a loud moan, Harry’s name repeatedly rolling off of your tongue.

He works you through your high and leans back, taking off his shirt and standing up to push his pants down, revealing his cock that’s still throbbing for you.

You smile up at him as he moves on top of you. He brushes hair from your face and smiles, “I knew from the moment I met you, that I’d have you in my life one way or another.”

You run your hand through his unclipped hair, “I love you.”

“I love you.” Harry leans down and kisses you as he slips his cock inside of you, “I love every inch of you.”

You wrap your arms around his neck and hold him close as he slowly thrusts in and out, moaning into the crook of your neck, “You’re beautiful.”

You dig your nails into his skin, “I love how you make me feel.”

“Be with me.” He kisses up your neck, “I can take care of you.”

“Yes.” You moan out, “Yes, Harry.”

He smiles and pushes his cock deep into you, holding it there as he watches your face, “You so much more beautiful when you’re actually being pleasured.”

You look up at him, arching your back as you grind your hips down onto his. He sits up, and you lay your legs over his thighs, pulling yourself down to him as you use him to fuck your self.

“You can use me like that whenever you want, baby.” He lays his hands on your knees. His thumb strokes your skin as he watches his cock disappear in and out of you.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” He groans, “So deserving.”

“I’m so close, Harry.” You whimper out as you fist the sheets, “So close.” You moan and push your hips down.

He uses his fingers to circle your clit, “Go on, cum.”

You focus on chasing your high, “Fuck, fuck.” You clench around his cock and arch your back. You moan loudly as you feel yourself let go around him.

“Fuck.” He moans and leans down, thrusting his hips at a quicker pace, chasing his own.

His fingers press and pull at your skin as he lets go, “Shit.” He presses his lips to yours as you feel him cum inside of you.

He continues to kiss you for a few moments after and rolls off of you. You lay your head on his chest, letting out a satisfied sigh, “You have no idea how safe I feel with you.”

He pulls you close and kisses your head.

“We’re going to have to pick something up to take back.” You mumble as you trace over his butterfly, “I should probably see what he wants.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Harry sighs and sits up, “I’ll call so you don’t have to.” You nod and he gets up to grab his phone.

He calls Luke, no answer.

“I’ll call his work, maybe he’s there?”

Harry nods and tosses you your phone.

“Thank you for calling Dane and Co, this is Ashley, how can I help you?”

“Hey Ash, it’s Y/N.”

“Hey, what’s up?”

“I was just calling to see if Luke was there? I’m bringing him back lunch and I wanted to see if he came into the office. He didn’t answer his cell.”

“He was here, but he left. Didn’t say much.”

“Okay, great thank you.” You look over at Harry and go to hang up before she speaks again, “Oh hey, tell Harry I said great job on the Brit performance. We gave Luke off for it, but he wanted to work.”

You look over at Harry and shake your head, “Oh really? Yeah he told us he couldn’t get off. That’s so weird.”

“Yeah, no idea. He’s been off lately, but anyway, I’ll let you go. Have a good day!”

“Yeah, you too.” You hang up and look at Harry, “they gave him off the day of the brit awards. He chose to work.”

“What?” Harry tilts his head, “So he lied to me?”

You nod, “Mhm.”

He sighs and nods towards the door, “come on.”

——

The ride back to your place was quiet, you knew Harry was angry but he didn’t fail to comfort you. His hand did not leave your thigh the whole way back.

You knew he was running what he was going to say round and around in his head, so you didn’t want to disturb that.

You knew you were leaving tonight, too.

Your anxiety is through the roof, only because you don’t want Harry beating the absolute shit out of him.

“Just pack some stuff while I talk to him. We’ll figure out the rest later.” He brushes your chin with his fingers and gives you a small smile, “Ready?”

You nod, “Yeah.”

You walk up to the apartment you shared with Luke and unlock it. Luke is sitting on the couch watching tv when you walk in.

“How was lunch?” He looks back at you guys.

“Good.” You walk into your room, quickly packing as much stuff into your suit case as you can.

“So, I heard something and I wanted to hear it from you.”

You pause as you hear Harry speak.

“What might that be, Harry?” Luke answers.

“Did you really have to work on one of the most important days of my life?”

Luke doesn’t answer.

“Luke.”

“No. Okay. I didn’t have to work.”

“Why couldn’t you just tell me you didn’t want to go?” Harry’s voice is softer.

“I really didn’t want to sit through that show, it seemed really boring.”

Luke’s honesty has your blood boiling. You snap the case shut and walk out, setting it by the wall, “You couldn’t push that down for Harry? Your best friend for what, ever now?”

“Stay out of this, this doesn’t concern you.” Luke rolls his eyes.

“No, it does concern me. I’ve been more of a friend to Harry than you have been in months.” You cross your arms, “And you know what else?”

Harry looks at you, a smirk slowly grows on his lips.

“What, y/n.”

“He’s been more of a boyfriend to me than you have been in two years.”

Luke’s head snaps up, “What did you just say?”

“You fucking heard me. You’ve been so nasty and mean and such a shitty fucking person and I don’t deserve it.”

“So what, you’ve been sleeping with him?” Like stands up while pointing to Harry, “So what? I have a hard time at work and you turn into a little slut?”

“Watch your mouth.” Harry snaps his head towards Luke.

“Or what?”

Harry shakes his head, “Nope. Not going to do it.” He walks towards you, “Come on.”

“Don’t fucking touch her.”

“He can do what he wants. I’m done with you, Luke. I don’t deserve any of the shit you have put me through and grabbing me earlier today, that was the last straw.” You grab your suit case, “I’ll get my shit later. I don’t ever want to see you again.”

Harry lays his hand on your back, “You really didn’t see how good you had it.” He looks back at Luke.

“I don’t need you to tell me shit.” He walks towards Harry, getting ready to swing.

“Don’t do that.” Harry puts his hand up, “Luke, hey.”

Luke swings but misses and Harry lays him out, “Don’t ever think about talking to either of us again.”

You look back at Luke and shake your head, “Let’s go.” You whisper as you exit the apartment.

You get down to the car and Harry takes your face in his hands, “Are you okay?”

You smile and lay your hands on his, “I have you. Im okay.”

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