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forpeopleidontknow · 3 years
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harrison dump ✌️
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haz-ard0us · 3 years
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wallpappertown · 4 years
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𝓗𝓸𝓰𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝓗𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓛𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓷
•𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓾𝓯𝓯𝓵𝓮𝓹𝓾𝓯𝓯
•𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓵𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷
•𝓗𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓼 𝓰𝓻𝔂𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓻
•𝓢𝓪𝓶 𝓪𝓼 𝓻𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓪𝔀
like or reblog if you save/use pls. ♡
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spiderypool · 3 years
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Harrison Osterfield - Lockscreen
like/reblog if you save/use or ©: casfirstprince (twitter)
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allegra-writes · 4 years
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Harrison Osterfield being a cutie pie as Simon in the "Simon and Mark" live 05/14/2020
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nerdy-devil · 6 years
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I WASN’T READY 😍
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hufflepuff-spidey · 6 years
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I have no regrets making this my homescreen.
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starkravingparker · 6 years
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All I'm saying is we need more Sam Holland, Harry Holland and Harrison Osterfield wallpapers/lockscreens.
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annathesillyfriend · 3 years
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Anna's April Fic Recs ✨
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Hello everyone, wellcome to my April fic recommendations (part 1) masterpost! This is a new thing I want to try to do and create a list like that twice a month. It really pains me that the amazing authors out there don't get the recognition they dereserve so I'm gonna do what I can to spread my love for them. I also hope more people will get to experience the joy of reading all these wonderful works!
To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much! To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It's the least we could do to show our gratitude.
Without further ado, here are the fic I read this month and adored
MARVEL
Bucky Barnes
Take a chance on me by @jurassicbarnes
one-shot, single mum!au, fwb to lovers
Bucky's game nights by @eurynome827
series, slow burn, they're playing games with their hearts
Baby fever by @youlightmeupfinn
one-shot, who wouldn't want that man as their baby daddy?
All yours by @babyboibucky
one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky
A single thread by @jobean12-blog
one-shot, coffeeshop with Buck
New adventures by @celestialbarnes
one-shot, best friends to lovers
Beautiful girl by @borkingbarnes
one-shot, a morning with Buck
Erase every trace by @angrythingstarlight
one-shot, 18+, tfatws!Bucky
What you need by @buckycuddlebuddy
one-shot, 18+, best friend and roommate!Bucky, a cam is involved 👀
Cookies, kisses and such by @sweetbucky
one-shot, friends to lovers
The Match by @/babyboibucky
series, ceo!bucky
Policework by @jurassicbarnes
one-shot, police detectives!au
Eyes on you by @kleohoneyao3
one-shot, 18+
Take me as I am, whoever I am by @/jurassicbarnes
one-shot, 18+
Greedy by @/babyboibucky
one-shot, 18+, hot hot hot!
Destructive by @buckybarnesdiaries
one-shot, Bucky's scared of his feelings
Sunday kinda' love by @msmarvelwrites
one-shot, 18+, some things are more important than breakfast
Separation, connection (part 2) by @firefly-in-darkness
two-shot, 18+, the angst is strong in this one
Angel on her knees by @/babyboibucky
one-shot, 18+, Bucky gets some love hehe
Feelings are fatal by @sunmoonandbucky
series, steve leaves to be with Peggy, reader deals with the loss
It's messy inside, let me take your coat by @/divine-mistake
one-shot, 18+, plus size!reader
Beautiful people by @nacho-bucky
series, plus size!reader, the most real, beautiful, human story
Sam Wilson
Dancing with Sam Wilson would include... by @certifiedskywalker
head cannon, the title says it all
Positions by @luciilferss
one-shot, 18+, Sam's a gem Monday through Sunday
Identity by @samwilsons-pillowpecs
series, Sam loses memory and they say he wanted to kill Bucky
Amartment 3C by @/bohemianpages
series, Sam comes back from the snap to find his flat occupied
Honest by @xbuchananbarnes
one-shot, tfatws!sam
The first time you realise you are in love by @barnesnroses
part of a mini series, the fluff 😫
Walk me home by @whisperlullaby
one-shot, Sam comes to the rescue
Memory loss by @/captain-kelli
series, Sam and reader are on a hunt for winter solider
SamBucky
Cratures of habit by @callitdreamland
miniseries, sambucky x reader
How sweet it is by @indyluckycharlie
series, sambucky modern!au
The therapist by @holylulusworld
mini series, y/n helps them with their problems
Steve Rogers
Glitter by @sarahwroteathing
one-shot, elementary teacher!Steve x single mom!reader
Error by @buckysknifecollection
one-shot, de-serumed!steve
Words whispered in the dark by @anika-ann
part of the Attached series or stand alone, modern-college-professor AU, 18+
Corrupting a good boy by @donutloverxo
series, ceo!steve x desi!reader
Cash rules everything around me by @/slyyywriting
series, stripper!steve
Where the love light gleams by @/sunmoonandbucky
series, social media!au
Sharon Carter
Permanent by @/samwilsons-pillowpecs
one-shot, tattoo artist!sharon
Loki Laufeyson
Steam by @the--sad--hatter
series, slowburn, enemies to frenemies to idiots in love
Peter Parker
Love sick and a little bit drunk by @spideyspeaches
one-shot, collage!peter
Invisible string by @peterbenjiparker
series, soulmate!au
Don't hold back by @hollandcrush
one-shot, 18+, college!peter
Dancing with our hand tied by @/justeclipseblogs
series, stark!reader, enemies to lovers
My medication by @/kelieah
one-shot, broken teens in love
HOLLAND & CO.
Tom Holland
Lockscreen by @cherrycheridarling
one-shot, famous!reader
Monday mornings by @blissfulparker
one-shot, professor!tom x professor!reader
Written in the stars by @ptersmj
one-shot, fuff!!!
Hooked on your feelings by @heyhihellowhatsup0
series, fwb!tom
Ski date by @tetralea
one-shot, 18+, idiots in love, friends to lovers
Take sugar? by @/hollandcrush
one-shot, carpenter!tom x ex-best friend!reader, 18+
I swear to God I never fall in love by @hazofmyheart
one-shot, fratboy!tom, 18+, spoiler alert: he does
Break up with your girlfriend by @rosyparkers
one-shot, 18+, frat football player!tom, cheerleader!y/n, fwb au
Perennial by @peeterparkr
series, sequel to Perdify, the biggest oof moment yet
All for her by @screamholland
series, single dad!tom
Royal convinience by @/poetrcy
series, royal!au
Kiss me slowly by @/storybookholland
one-shot, soft frat!tom
Harry Holland
Always by @/multiholland
series, best freind!harry
Sam Holland
'tis the damn season by @/unsaidholland
one-shot, ex boyfriend!sam
Our night by @/storybookholland
one-shot, jealous!sam
Harrison Osterfield
No way by @soft-haz
one-shot, friends to lovers
Second self by @/soft-haz
one-shot, 18+, reader gives Haz a hand wink wink
Harrison mastelist by @allegra-writes
lots of great Haz things!
Bet on it by @storybookholland
series, fwb
THE IRREGULARS
Whole masterlist by @uglypastels
these all wonderful!! you should also check out the amazing art works at the bottom of this masterlist
LEO
The Fountain of Ichor by @thegirlintheswivelchair
series, leo x lady-in-waiting!reader
OTHERS
Anthony Bridgerton
Sham, pride and illicit affairs by @/peeterparkr
series, quite possibly the most poetic fic ever written
Coming home again by @/misstonybridgerton
series, old friends reunite
Spencer Reid
An Interesting Electronic by @/homoose
one-shot, 18+
Frank Adler
I ruined our sweet tune by @/rodrikstark
one-shot, kinda professor!frank
Ransom Drysdale
The Five Times You Told Ransom Drysdale You Loved Him (And The One Time He Said It Back) by @just-one-ordinary-fangirl
one-shot, childhood friends to life gets in the way to lovers
Sacrilage by @the-iceni-bitch
one-shot, 18+, you'll have to shower in holy water after this
Okay, I might have gone a little overboard but hey, there's no such thing as too much good fanfiction!
Enjoy! 🥰
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holland-locks · 7 years
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mrs-hollandstan · 4 years
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Hi can you do another threesome between the reader tom and haz where you and tom are dating then harrison finds some dirty pictures on toms phone and kind of asks to have a threesome and thats always been one of the readers fantasies.
Oof. NSFW belowwwww.
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"No, seriously. Just check my schedule. It's in the misc folder in my camera roll." Tom says as he walks towards the bathroom again. Harrison mumbled under his breath, smiling at Tom's lockscreen of the two of you before he unlocks the device. He finds the picture album, clicking it open but it isn't Tom's misc folder that piques his interest. It's the single image of orangeish-yellow in his new images. He clicks on it, squeaking as it moves into full frame, a picture of your naked body, mostly just your left half, chin to hip with the skin between covered in Tom's orgasm. He sucks in a breath as he scrolls once, making sure Tom's sound is off as the video rolls and its Tom, pounding into you, your legs spread to accommodate him and your mouth is held open in silent moans and whimpers,
"Find it?" Tom asks as he reemerges. Harrison stumbles, moving from the images and into Tom's misc folder quickly, 
"Uhh, uhh, y-yeah." He stumbles out. Tom frowns, 
"What? What is it?" Harrison clears his throat, 
"Nothing."
"Osterfield-"
"Okay fine just… don't get mad and don't say anything to Y/N." He cracks. Tom nods, 
"Fine. What?" Harrison switches back to your photos, showing Tom who takes a deep breath, knowing he's made a mistake, 
"You forgot to hide them." He mumbles. Tom hums,
"So you… looked?" Tom asks. Harrison swallows and nods solemnly, "And?" The blonde's eyes meet Tom's, 
"What?" The corner of Tom's mouth quirks, 
"Did you like them?" He asks finally. Harrison's eyes widen, a chuckle leaving Tom's lips, 
"Did you… purposely leave them there?" 
"No," Tom says in a chuckle, "but after a good fuck, she always wakes up to tell me she had yet another dream and sometimes you're there. It's one of her ultimate fantasies to have us both. If you're up for it, I might be able to talk her into it now." He tells his best friend. Harrison swallows, thinking on his an answer before he nods, Tom chuckling softly
"You best be prepared when she gets home. She's ours." He murmurs as he stands again, headed to your bedroom to prepare. 
When you return home from work, you call out to either of your roommates, Tom following you into the kitchen with a smile, 
"Hey you!" 
"Hey!" You chide, leaning in to kiss and hug him as Harrison enters the room, looking somewhat shy,
"Hi Haz." You coo. He smiles, 
"Hey."
"So… we were talking and… Harrison has agreed to a little… fun. Like in your dreams." Tom says as he wraps his arms around your waist. You look at the blonde, stunned,
"W-what? How did that come up?" 
"He found some of your candids in my camera roll, it's fine." Tom murmurs, walking you forward. Harrison watches him guide you into the living room, mumbling something in your ear. You glance up at him wide eyed before nodding and letting him unbutton your work shirt, pushing it from your shoulders and immediately unclip your bra. He strips from his tee and pants, coaxing Harrison to do the same as you slide your pants and underwear off, glancing between both boys. Tom grabs your arm, pulling you to the arm of the couch and commanding Harrison to sit. The blonde does so, watching you lick your lips as you stare down at the bobbing, erect shaft he possesses,
"Show Harrison what you can do with that pretty little mouth baby girl." Tom purrs in your ear as he bends you over the arm. You take one more look up at Harrison before pressing your hands to his thighs and taking just the tip of him in your mouth. He sucks in a breath, eyes cutting up to Tom who strokes himself completely hard before pressing into you. You gasp, glancing over your shoulder as you stroke Harrison. Tom chuckles, gently thrusting up into you as you lean in to take Harrison in your mouth again. Your eyes meet his, his body already convulsing at the look of you, his best friend's girlfriend, staring up at him with innocent eyes and a mouth full of his cock. He whimpers, watching your body move as Tom grunts and moans behind you, hold on your hips, tight as he thrusts into you quickly, swatting at your bottom every so often,
"Fuck darling… so beautiful." Harrison murmurs as he collects your hair in his hands. Tom hums, watching his best friend move his hips up into your mouth, effectively gagging you but enough that you clench around Tom, your arousal growing. Tom leans down, kissing your shoulder as he reaches beneath you to strum your clit, 
"Such a good girl for Haz and I baby, huh?" He poses. You nod, pulling off of Harrison time stroke him, 
"You both feel so good." You tell your boyfriend who smiles, 
"Wanna let Harrison try you out?" You nod again, letting him pull out before Harrison stretches himself out, taking your hand and allowing you to slide into his lap. He sucks in a breath as you slide down onto his shaft, your head falling back at the stretch, 
"So good. You like how that feels? Is it what you've always dreamed baby?" You nod, staring up at Tom as you rest your hands back on Harrison's thighs and slowly rock on top of him. His hands slide up to your hips, holding them in a tight, but not bruising grip. Tom stands on his toes, offering his own dick to you over the back of the couch which you gladly take in your mouth. He hums, head falling back, 
"Such a good girl baby." He purrs, brushing your hair aside. Harrison watches, cock twitching inside of you at the look of Tom pulling on your head, the tip of your nose squishing against his pubic bone, 
"You're gonna have to do the work. She's rather preoccupied mate." Tom informs a growing impatient Harrison. The blonde nods before he's grabbing one of your hips and thrusting up into you, while the other hand slips between your legs to play with your clit. You whimper, eyes cast up to Tom who holds your hair in a ponytail, thrusting up into your lips just as Harrison does. You moan around Tom, letting Harrison sit up and press kisses to your neck. He hums, staring up at your profile,
"You look so pretty sweet girl. Look so good with Tommy's cock in your throat. You like being used by childhood best friends? Is that kinky for you?" You nod, drawing Tom from between your lips to stroke him, 
"You're both beautiful. I've had worse." You mumble. He hums again before he's thrusting a little harder up into you, pinching your clit as you drape your wrists over his shoulders and take Tom back into your mouth, bobbing your head quickly and hollowing your cheeks. He grunts, aiding you. You gag, both boys moans melding in the air as the three of you strive to reach orgasm. 
You're the first to, Harrison praising your through it as he gently rubs your clit. Once Tom knows you're okay to, he guides you to your knees, both boys standing over you as they stroke themselves empty, painting you in cum. The way they both stare down at you makes you want to do this a thousand more times. Tom hums, picking up his phone, 
"Best get a pic of this for Harrison to find again." He mutters. You giggle and Harrison watches, cock twitching again as Tom snaps a photo of you, covered in cum with both of their dicks in frame. And he swears you've never looked more beautiful. 
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forpeopleidontknow · 3 years
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harrison dump number ???
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angelic-holland · 4 years
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All Too Well // prologue
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Spilled Ink & Blueberry Wine
pairing: Harrison Osterfield x fem!reader
warnings: angst
word count: 1.6k
Y/N accepted a job on the props team for a small rom-com never expecting her life to change completely because of a boy with blue eyes and a bright smile. But as autumn turned to winter, she found herself embracing her vulnerabilities and hoping her love didn’t end when the movie wrapped.
masterlist ☼ taglist
A/N: i would love to hear what everyone thinks of this series! i’m very excited to write this for you all! italics indicate flashbacks! 
Moving to your new apartment was supposed to be the opportunity of a lifetime. The ability to be a part of a major Hollywood movie was beyond your wildest dreams. But it was coming true all over again. 
A chance to forget about the East Coast and all of the painful memories along with it.
Instead, you were sitting on the cold hardwood floor of your empty studio. Saying you were shocked was putting it lightly. 
A box that shipped from your sister’s address sat in front of you. However, it wasn’t from your sister. It was from Harrison. You recognized his handwriting immediately after tearing away the tape and opening the box. 
The letter, your name scrawled across the envelope, was at the very top. You ignored the rest, keepsakes of your time spent with Harrison, and tore the envelope open.
Dear Y/N,
I wasn’t sure of your new address, so I sent your things back to your sister’s address. If you’re reading this I guess it means you got them back. 
I almost packed up that bottle of blueberry wine you gave me with everything but I realized if I was shipping this in the mail I wouldn’t want it to break. And it’s damn good wine. I hope you understand.
I swear I’ve written this letter about a hundred times. I could never find the right words to say, what you wanted to hear. Until I realized that I was going about this letter all wrong. I shouldn’t be worried about your opinion of me or what you'll think of me when you’ve finished this letter. I just need to be completely honest with you. That was always the biggest problem between the two of us. 
I was scared if I was honest with you, you’d run away. I guess neither of us realized it would be me who’d do the running. 
I think I was afraid. I was afraid of commitment and I was afraid of how quickly and easily you were able to make me feel everything. Does that make sense? 
I realize now, that’s love. That feeling of sheer hopelessness when your time with someone is running out. When the clock is ticking and your feelings have a deadline. When you want to smash that clock against the wall to shut it up because our time wasn’t enough. And you didn’t need another shitty reminder of that. 
I guess I’m trying to say that our time doesn’t have to be over if you don’t want it to be. We didn’t have to have an expiration date. 
I love you. And I’d understand if you couldn’t forgive me. I’d understand if this letter ends up in your fireplace or the bin. 
But I hope you’ll hold onto it. Even if it’s just a reminder of the time we had. 
Love,
H
You couldn’t contain the angry sobs that wracked your body, tiring you as the sun rose in the early hours of the day. You cried even harder when you realized you didn’t even have curtains to hang up.
You came to Los Angeles with whatever could fit in your beaten up, old blue Subaru. Curtains not included.
You lugged in a single box from your car thus far, food and of course, another bottle of your favorite alcohol.
And so you got drunk, off of lukewarm blueberry wine at 9am. 
Just the taste reminded you of him. So you managed to curl up on the softest part of your apartment, the small rug in front of the shower that the last tenant left and you cried.
The memory of his blue stained lips, soft and gentle against yours, exploring, yearning, invaded your mind, invaded your heart. 
You glanced at your phone, half expecting a missed call or a text message from Harrison. Your lockscreen was empty.
So you did the only thing you knew how to do when it came to Harrison. You poured your heart out into a letter back to him.
Granted, it was written on the notes app on your phone because there was little chance you had a pen or paper in your car or you’d be able to get yourself up from this spot without taking a tumble.
Dear H,
I hate you. Who am I kidding? I couldn’t hate you. I can’t even say I hated the way you made me feel. Like I was a baby bird getting thrown out of the nest for the first time. Hey, you have your metaphors, I have mine. You’re just better at words than I am. But for the longest time when we were together, I thought I was flying. That’s the best feeling I can use to describe the euphoria of what first love feels like. It wasn’t until all was said and done, and I hit the ground while you just watched, that I realized I wasn’t flying. I was falling. 
But none of that matters now. Because I’m in LA and you’re in London and neither of us are willing to sacrifice our careers for one another. We shouldn’t have to, and that shouldn’t have been a fight. But it was. 
Your mom called me by the way, on my drive to LA. She told me you still loved me, said you came home with that red scarf of mine. For days you contemplated sending it back to me, but she said she found you sleeping with it next to you.
You can keep it.
- I’ll see you on the red carpet,
Y/N
Still no messages from Harrison. 
Sending a quick text to your sister, you let her know you made it to your place and you were safe.
Then you threw your phone across the bathroom, not even flinching when it thudded against the wall and fell to the ground.
With your one way you could reach out to Harrison and amend things now inaccessible, you leaned back against the bathtub, lips stained blue, and delved into the box of memories. 
Blue mittens, ones you taught him how to knit, sat on top. It was humid, even in January, you were sweating. But you held the fabric to your chest as you remembered the playful banter between you that night.
“Why’re you teaching me this?” He asked, setting the knitting needles down with a frustrated sigh.
“Because! Knitting is an amazing skill to have. When you’re bored, knit. When you want to keep your hands busy, knit. Want a cheap Christmas gift? Knit!”
Harrison chuckled, tossing the ball of yarn and needles to the side.
“I can think of a much better way to keep my hands busy.”
“Haz!”
You set the mittens aside, picking up his yellow and brown flannel next.
“Here, take my shirt,” Harrison said, sliding his arms out of the flannel. You glanced up at the red light anxiously.
“No way! It’s freezing. You’ve only got a t-shirt under there!” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest, glancing over at Harrison’s bare arms, goosebumps prickling under his skin.
“Yeah, it’s your shit car with no heat. But I don’t want my girl to be cold. Here.”
He insisted, draping the flannel over your shoulders. Your cheeks warmed and it was almost enough to bring your entire body warmth, if you weren’t in the middle of Vermont winter, when he called you his girl for the first time. 
“Fine, bossy,” you teased, poking your tongue out at him.
“As if you don’t like that.”
You were pleasantly surprised he gave you the flannel, especially since it was his favorite. But he knew it was your favorite too. 
Next was your photo album; you kept polaroids of your antics on set and the cast. 
You gave it to Harrison as a keepsake, to commemorate his first big film and your time together.
You told yourself you weren’t sentimental, but when you opened to the first page, you nearly cried. 
“Why’re you signing it? It’s not a yearbook,” he teased, watching you scribble your signature and a small heart on the bottom of the first page.
“Because, one day my signature will be worth something. Don’t forget to cash this in.” You shoved the book across the bed toward him, the first picture was one of him snoozing on a chair while waiting for an early morning shoot. 
He shook his head, eyes crinkling as he laughed. “This is priceless.”
You flipped to the back page, where the entire cast and crew signed their names for the keepsake. Your thumb ran over the ink of his signature, the biggest one on the page, written in purple ink, a pen he definitely stole from your room. 
“I love you,” he said as you woke up. 
“I love you too.” You smiled, the usual sleepiness in your voice gone. 
“I’ll see you at the party tonight?” His thumb gently stroked your cheek, your eyelids heavy.
“Yeah, you better kiss me when the New Year chimes in.” 
“Couldn’t imagine doing anything else.” His lips pressed against yours before he kicked the covers back.
“Go get ready for your magazine shoot, movie star. I’ll be here when you get back.”
“Bye, love.”
As you laid down with his flannel underneath your head, you knew that your goodbye to Harrison two weeks ago was never really a goodbye. Not a permanent one, not when you still loved him and he still loved you. 
You could only hope that with time, the pain of what happened would disappear, and you and Harrison could look back on this winter with warm hearts.
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Ok so I'm with my parents in the hospital (nothing's wrong my mom just had a hernia removed and her esophagus straightened). Anyway, the (male) nurse was giving mom medicine and I was smiling at my phone (bc of Harrison Osterfield) and the nurse asked me if my boyfriend was texting me and I stuttered and panicked bc I'm single af. But anyway I put my phone in my lap and even with the brightness turned all the way down the me nurse saw a pic of Harrison and thinks he's my boyfriend.
aksbsk honestly, i have a picture of haz as my lockscreen and i use it so i don't get approached by men lmao and i still wonder why i'm single😂
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