#tattoory fan fic

[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

Young American - Part 12**^

I was able to finish it! It's still Valentine's day in California! This chapter is a little bitter sweet - we're gonna learn a bit more about our main character's past love lives/aches in the next chapter, so this is just a little segue into that. So this one is for those of you who are loved up, but also for those of us who are single 💕

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Warnings: oral (m & f receiving), face-fucking (m receiving), breathplay, restraining, talk of other BDSM themes, unprotected sex

WC: 6.3K

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” Y/N sang to Harry as he made his way out of the ensuite. He had gotten up to shut off the alarm he set to make it to the 6am yoga class (which he never attended if Y/N stayed the night), so it was nearing 5:45am. He had snuck out of bed to get to the bathroom and freshen up as he planned to surprise her with a little morning action, but when he stepped back into his bedroom she was already awake and propped up on her elbow, only wearing a grin on her face and nothing else. The bedside lamp was on as the mornings were still rather dark, but the dim lighting served as mood lighting for their purposes.

“Good morning to you too.” He responded, voice so deep and gravely it made butterflies erupt in her stomach.

“C’mon…” she insisted, patting at the empty spot on the bed beside her and he hurried on and as soon as he laid down she straddled his lap and he bit his lip as he took her body in. It was cold, so her nipples were already hard, but that didn’t make him want to tease her any less. He groaned as she ground her hips down against his, he was almost fully hard by now and he loved when she would get bold, it was rare, but it was fucking sexy. She leaned down until their lips were barely touching and she smiled.

“What time did you wake up?” He asked with a smirk as his hands kneaded at her backside.

“5:30, so just a little bit before you.” She smiled and he grinned and then moaned as she ground herself against him a little more, making his tummy tighten with pleasure.

“I thought you’d at least ask me to be your valentine before getting me into bed with you.” He joked and she smirked and kissed the tip of his nose.

“Like you weren’t about to do the same thing…” she responded with sass and he grinned as his lips searched for hers. 

She teasingly pulled away, making him chase after her, he was getting desperate to kiss her. Feeling her so wet and ready for him that it was dampening the cotton blend fabric of his briefs was something other worldly, but he craved being close to her. He loved feeling that intense intimacy that they shared just with a look of their eyes, especially after they had said that they loved each other. They had said it to each other a few times casually since the first time, but not as intensely as the first time they had admitted it to each other. He wanted to tell her first this time and take her breath away the way she had when she first told him.

“Baby, kiss me.” He beseeched, voice soft and whiney, “Please.” He said, looking into her eyes and she smiled before their eyes fluttered shut and their lips met tenderly. It was so easy getting lost in their kisses, Y/N soon relinquished control and Harry was rolling over her as she settled into the mattress, helping him tug down his briefs to free up his erection. As her hands explored the expanse of his broad and strong back he felt tingles of electricity shooting through his nerves, jolting his excitement even further, “So fucking perfect.” He said quietly, as their noses nudged together adorably before he kissed her again. One of his hands hoisted her leg up around his hip as he readjusted himself against her vuvla, gliding against her, getting his cock even more slicked up. Her soft whines and gasps as his tip kissed up against her clit were fueling the surges of pleasure rolling through his body in steady and intense waves. He wanted to overwhelm her in the best way possible. “Baby, can I try something different?” He asked her.

“Like what?” She asked and he kissed her deeply as he knelt up and grabbed her arms, seemingly caressing them with his hands until he was pushing them down into the mattress, holding them down by the wrists.

“Like this? I have some restraints.” He said as he pulled back to gauge her reaction. Her eyes seemed to glimmer with excitement at his suggestion. The thought of being completely at his mercy made her tingle from head to toe, “Or…” he sang as his index finger danced  down the inside of her arm and over her neck before circling his palm over her throat, “Like this?” He asked with a slightly lower voice, she could see what suggesting this did to him. His eyes grew darker with lust and excitement and it made her want to do whatever he wanted. “Also have a collar.” He said and well she hadn’t heard of that before and she was a little confused.

“L-like for an animal? Like a pet?” She asked and he chortled at her question.

“I mean… kind of. Because obviously it’s not for an animal, it’s for people but ummm…it’s a little more than that and we can talk about that at another time, but j-just to see if you… like it, for now? I mean… I only bring it up because you’re so obedient and those-”

“My manners.” She cut in and he smiled and nodded.

“Exactly.” He said and she smiled.

“I think I’d like that if I were being particularly bratty or something…”

“You? Bratty?” He asked and she shrugged with a smile.

“Gotta keep it interesting somehow! Don’t want you to get bored of me being so good all the time.” She said and he chuckled.

“I’d never get bored of you, love.” He assured, “So, what’ll it be?” He asked with a smirk and she grinned in response.

Moments later Harry was straddling Y/N’s lap as he restrained Y/N’s wrists to the bed frame. The knots were secured well and she had done such a good job of sucking his cock while he got everything situated there. When he finished his hands reached into her hair as he thrust deeper into her mouth and she hummed around him as he settled deep into the back of her throat and he grinned as he felt the first tug of her arms against the restraints and he glanced down to confirm that she had tried to pull, she probably needed a breath.

“Need a breath?” He asked and she hummed in confirmation, her eyes were a little watery due to the depth of him in her mouth, “Can you take it just a little bit longer?” He asked as he gently rutted his hips against the back of her mouth, feeling it tighten up around the sensitive and leaky tip of his cock. She hummed in agreement, trying her best to take even a slight breath through her nose. She wasn’t new to choking but this was breath play and it was new to her and it was exciting and scary as she felt herself getting desperate for air. When Harry saw her eyes start to blink rapidly he reared back and she inhaled deeply, “Slowly, baby.” He instructed, his cock all slick with her spit still rested against her lips.

“Again.” She panted and he smirked down at her.

“Like that, did you?” He teased her and she nodded eagerly. He understood how she felt. That tingly, lightheaded feeling was easily addictive as it made you feel a little high and floaty, so he sunk into her mouth again, holding himself in as she sucked at him. He was trying not to move too much because he would surely combust a lot faster than he planned. He was very attentive of her and once again, when he saw her starting to get really squirmy he pulled back to allow her to take a proper breath. They did this a few more times and he could see how her eyes soon started to take on that glassy appearance, the sign of her starting to go under, to her subspace, “Like this, pretty girl?” He asked and she hummed around his cock, “I like it too. You’re so good f’me.” He praised her and he could just see the impact his words had on her. He was losing his mind over how well she was doing. The image of her mouth stuff with his cock from this angle would stay engraved in his mind, he grunted as he watched his length disappearing past her swollen lips, “Fuck, look at you taking it all.” He muttered in awe. 

Harry’s words were encouraging her and giving her the motivation to not give up, even when it burned a bit from how deep he was getting into her throat. Her hands were in tight fists, but every now and again she would forget that she didn’t have the use of her arms and would tug hard only to be met with resistance and she’d groan in frustration and glance up to see Harry smirking down at her. Her mind felt fuzzy from the limited amounts of oxygen she was getting, but it felt so different in an amazing way. After another few minutes Harry was kissing his way down her sensitive body, he wanted to work her up and make her come at least three times before they had to get ready to head out to the shop.

His skilled tongue played with her breasts by sucking at her nipples until they were so hard they were sore. Any little skim against them made her back arch and for her to wince at the intense sensation. Finally, she felt him traveling down between her legs and he was spreading her open and kissing at her inner thighs and hips. She was aching to feel any friction against her clit. It was throbbing intensely, she could feel how wet she was as her juices were dripping down to her ass, tickling her on their way down. Then, out of nowhere Harry gently pinched her clit between his fingers and she gasped in shock, tugging hard against the restraints as her legs clamped shut, trapping his hand between her thighs.

“Nuh-uh, open your legs, baby.” He instructed and she huffed.

“M’too sensitive for that.” She explained.

“You can handle it, you’ve handled far more intense things.” He reminded and she sighed, “Don’t be fussy with me, Y/N. Or do you need me to go get the spreader bar?” He asked and she looked at him.

“W-what’s that?” 

“It’s a bar with cuffs on the ends, for your ankles or wrists and you adjust the length of the bar depending on how much I need you to open up for me.” He explained, “Can you be good or do I need to grab that? Hmmm?” He asked again.

“I can be good.” She assured and he hummed.

“Thought so.” He replied as he continued to tease at her little bud. It was so sensitive by this point and it was making her thighs shake, but Harry could see how hard she was trying not to close them up, “Getting close?” He asked as he kept rubbing but lowered himself to get his face right near her pussy.

“Yes! Oh god, yes!” She gasped and he groaned as he delved right in, sucking it between his lips. She tugged hard at the restraints to no avail as her hips undulated desperately against his mouth, his hands helped to continue holding her thighs apart as the muscles in her stomach started to tense up as her orgasm started to build. She felt like it was inevitable, almost like having the use of her arms would help her stave it off for a bit, but now the feeling was coming on hard and there was nothing that she could do to slow it down or decrease the intensity at which it was going to come. A broken cry left her throat as she started to convulse under Harry’s relentless mouth. Her body was covered in goosebumps as the delicious feelings just took over. Her brain was going off like fireworks, increasing the dopamine it produced making her body feel like it was on cloud 9 as the feeling flooded through her body in waves as Harry worked her through it until she was easing down from the intensity of her orgasm. Her breathing had slowed and so had his movements. As her skin pricked with tingles he kissed his way up her body again until their mouths met. She loved to taste herself on his mouth, she moaned and he smiled.

“S’good innit?” He asked and she nodded. She whimpered as she felt his cock sliding against her slicked up cunt and he grinned, he never wanted to hold back from her again. After feeling her, there was no way he could deny himself of her body. He kissed her once more before kneeling up and taking his cock into his hand, lip bitten between his teeth as he tapped it against her sensitive clit and she whimpered - a quick surge of pleasure shocked her system and he grinned down at her, he would love to take a riding crop to her clit and watch her back arch and watch her wriggle at the sting of it. Based off of the things she liked to try with him, he knew it was something she might enjoy. “More?” He asked and she nodded and he hummed, his own tip was so sensitive, already leaking precum that was sticking to her own skin in little strings that would snap when he’d pull far enough away. She was squirming again and he was dying to feel her withering around his cock.

“H, baby-”

“Yeah, m’going.” He assured and she nodded, swallowing thickly as he guided his erection through her slickness. He easily found her entrance and was now pressing against it, the head of it barely crowning past her opening, “How do you want it, baby?” He asked and she shivered at the question because truly, she would take absolutely anything he gave her.

“Want it hard. Show my why you wanted to tie me up.” She said and he moaned as he leaned his face over hers.

Y/N thought that he was going to kiss her but instead he just pushed inside of her without any further notice and she gasped in surprise as his girth spread her tight and unsuspecting walls open around him. A lewd and long moan poured from her throat as her body adjusted to the feel of him inside. It caused Harry’s body to shiver because he had never heard such a raw reaction from her and he loved that he had caught her by surprise like that. He could feel her body working hard to adjust to his size, her walls were throbbing and squeezing around him in delicious pulses that made his eyes squeeze shut as he started to thrust deep into her. She gasped at how deep he felt, there was a deep pinch that melted into pleasure when he’d hold himself inside for a few seconds before drawing back nearly all the way out before slamming back into her.

“Mmmm, you fuck me so good…” she praised, her hands wrapped around the restraints as she tightened her grip. She would typically be holding onto him, appreciating how fit and firm his back, arms, or bum was, but this was really nice too. Harry groaned as her words processed and stroked his ego in the best way, “I’m already gonna come.” She confessed breathily as her back started to arch and he groaned as he added a bit more force to his thrusts, keeping the same consistent rhythm that had her getting him significantly wetter than before, he could feel and hear the increase in her arousal, if he went any faster he would surely end up slipping out.

“You’re so close, can feel it.” He moaned and she started to whine out as the feeling in her tummy started to expand through her entire body, “Fuck, the things you do to me…so fucking perfect.” He grunted, “Perfect face. Perfect body. Perfect pussy.” He punctuated each compliment with a hard thrust that had her eyes rolling back, “Perfect mind. Fuck, you’re my perfect girl.” He said and she started to tremble, “Give me one before and we can finish together on the next one.” He panted and she nodded, her eyes squeezed shut as she focused on the feeling, “Look at me when I’m making you cum.” He commanded and her lidded eyes blinked open slowly and focused on his eyes, so intensely set on her that it made her skin break out in goosebumps, suddenly he shifted everything thing and started to grind right into her g-spot.

“Oh fuuuuuck!” She moaned lowly almost in disbelief as her eyes rolled back and shut. Harry couldn’t help the smirk on his lips as he watched her thighs start to tremble. That part of her felt amazing on his cock as well, if she were riding him he’s sure his own thighs would be trembling and his toes curling at the delicious friction of his most sensitive part against hers. It was making him get close and fast.

“Right there?” He asked breathlessly, still wearing a cocky grin on his face.

“Yes, daddy! D-don’t stop!” She gasped.

“Pardon? Where are those manners I love so much, hmm?” He asked as her eyebrows creased.

“P-please.” She panted, “Please don’t stop!” She said again and he grinned and ground into her spot until she was quite literally oozing cum all over his cock. She was just whimpering and whining his name through her orgasm, the sounds so sweet and pretty.

“Fuck yeah…” he grunted as he started to thrust harder and faster now, right up into her spot and she gasped as he once again caught her by surprise, “Mmmm fuck yeah…” he groaned again. His arms were starting to tremble as his body was attempting to hold on just a bit longer. Y/N had no time to recover as his cock rammed into her g-spot hard, he was going so hard and getting in so deep that she was just crying out now with no regard for his neighbors at this hour of the morning, “Already getting close again?” He teased as he felt her walls starting to suffocate his cock, it was hard for him to even think anymore. She nodded, her eyes boring into his.

“Finish inside, please.” She whimpered her request. It made a chill travel down his spine as he rested his forehead over hers as his hips continued their hard snaps into hers. They had, had sex twice after their first date, but he had pulled out both times because he wanted to see his cum painted all over her skin, she just looked so pretty. But this time he nodded at her request, he wouldn’t dream of pulling out after how good she’d been.

“Yeah, baby. Of course I will.” He grunted. Her hazy eyes met his own and that was it for him. He started to struggle to keep up with his rhythm, even more so when he felt her walls start to uncontrollably pulse around him as she came undone with a long and loud moan, he could feel her cum start to slick him up but also lightly trickle out of her, she always had soft squirting orgasms that made him lose his mind and this was no different. His hips stuttered momentarily, but soon he just gave in to his instinct to push in deeper until he was shooting his load deep into her. His eyes screwed shut as he moaned against her own open mouth. He could feel her tugging hard at the restraints and her legs trembling snd squeezing around his hips. So as he rested his body fully over hers he slid his hands up to hers, intertwining their fingers together, hers slightly cold from the lack of circulation, but she squeezed his nonetheless as his hips gently ground into her as he worked them through their orgasms. 

Sexual experiences with Harry were otherworldly and Y/N had no idea how she survived each and every one of them when he would always give her mind-blowing orgasms like these. He knew how to take care of her and more importantly how to bring her down from the intense experiences. Like now, after they had caught their breaths for a few seconds he kissed her gently, praising her for being so good and taking it all so well. His heavy and loving kisses smeared all over her face and it made her smile as she slowly blinked her eyes open. He was already looking at her with a soft smile. He always warned her before he’d pull out of her, this time was no different. 

“Lemme free you up.” He said softly as he knelt up and expertly undid the knots he had made on the ties he had used to restrain her. As soon as she was free she hugged around his body and he smiled as he let himself fall back down onto the mattress and he hugged around her too, “Did you like that?” He asked and she giggled.

“You really have to ask after that?” She teased and he grinned.

“Oi, drop the sass, just need to make sure, alright?” He said as he squeezed her hip playfully and she giggled.

“What time is it?” She asked and he groaned and let her go to roll over and check his phone.

“Barely gonna be 7am we have time for-”

“Another round?” She asked as he turned back and he looked shocked and she laughed lightly as she pressed herself up to kiss him, “I’m joking.” She said and he shook his head.

“Don’t joke like that, I can get hard for you again in no time.” He assured and she laughed.

“I don’t doubt that, but I would like to be able to not walk funny around the shop today.” She said and he grinned.

“You asked for it hard.” He reminded and she grinned.

“I know and I don’t regret it, but another pounding like that and I may need to call out.” She said and he chuckled at her dramatics, “Anyway, what were you gonna say, we have time for?”

“Breakfast. If we hurry we can make it in by 9.” He said and she hummed.

“Mmmm yeah, c’mon.” She said as she forced herself to sit up.

“No way, you go alone. It would be unwise for me to get in with you.” He reasoned and she rolled her eyes.

“Boys…no self-control.” Y/N teased and Harry chuckled.

“I can’t help it when it’s you. Now off you go, I’ll make us something good.” He assured as he gently swatted her bum a few times before she groaned and headed into the ensuite.

Harry had been able to make them some eggs and toast with avocado, he decided not to start on the eggs until she was ready to eat. When he heard her come into the kitchen and felt her hand graze his back as she went to grab a mug, he smiled as he cracked an egg into the hot frying pan. She was now reaching for the mokapot on the small burner on the stove and he was about to ask her how she liked her eggs until he saw what she was wearing.

“Is that my shirt?” He asked with a small smile and she turned to him a bit nervously and nodded.

“Yeah, I’ll change before we go, I just wanted to still be a little more comfy, I brought something a little more form-fitting and-”

“I’m not upset, baby.” He said turning to her and holding her face, “I like it. I ummm…I never really let partners borrow my clothes in the past because I’ve heard you don’t get them back.” He said and she rolled her eyes as she reached for the mokapot and he let her go.

“Oh, you’re one to talk.” She teased as she poured herself some coffee. He had actually stolen her unicorn t-shirt long ago, before they were even anything more than friends.

“A lot of my t-shirts are vintage and rare finds, OK? Like that one’s an original Fleetwood Mac tour shirt from the 70’s!” He defended as he went back to minding the eggs and she giggled, “But I was gonna say that i-if you wanted to…wear it out, I mean…y-you could.” He stammered a bit but eventually got it out and her smile fell as his words sunk in. Harry hadn’t ever really understood the appeal of sharing until he met her. She was so open and generous, he loved that about her. But more than just sharing his things with her, he liked the idea of her wearing something so obviously his out in front of others. He wanted people to know that she was spoken for - people could say all they wanted about the whole collaring thing that he found so sexy, but this was essentially a more PG version of that. People wore their partners clothes to show that they were taken and he wanted people to know or even just assume that she was taken.

“Like to the shop?” She asked and he turned to her briefly and shrugged before turning back to the eggs.

“Yeah…if you want. It’s whatever…” he mumbled. Harry tended to sprinkle in some apathy when he felt anxious that he had been too vulnerable or sentimental sometimes. Almost like he was playing off how much he was feeling.

“Do you want me to wear your clothes out?” She asked and he sighed. She felt a shift in his mood and she grabbed his arm, beckoning him to look at her, “Hey-”

“It was just a thought Y/N, you can do what you want.” He said and she frowned, he hadn’t addressed her by her name in private in ages and it made her heart hurt, “You don’t need to try to rub my face in the fact that I-”

“Hey, that’s not what I was doing. Look at me, H.” She said and he put the spatula down and turned to her, “I would never play with your feelings or make you feel bad for them, H. I was just asking if you wanted me to because I know you prefer to be private and I don’t want to do something to cause even more speculation. That’s it. I would love to wear your shirt, but I won’t do it if you don’t really want me to.” She explained and he frowned a bit as he processed what she had just said. 

Harry could be hard on himself and now he felt like a total ass for assuming the worst of her. Sure, he may be the older one, but at times she was far more mature than he was, it was one of the things he loved so much about her. But she was right, maybe it wasn’t such a good idea. She could see that he was now overthinking everything he had said and she ran her thumb over his bottom lip, calling his attention back to her and she smiled at him.

“S’alright, baby. I think I’ll pass up on it this time, after all I am a klutz and would hate to be responsible for ruining your vintage Fleetwood Mac tour shirt.” She said to him with a soft smile and he chuckled breathily and rolled his eyes, he still felt like he had just ruined something possibly nice between them, “Don’t feel guilty about that, H. I’m not upset, it’s just a shirt.” She assured, “A very rare and pricey shirt, but a shirt.” She said and he nodded.

“I’m sorry.” He said softly, “For just…shutting down like that and jumping to conclusions.” He apologized.

“I forgive you.” She said and he smiled, “C’mere.” She said tip-toeing and kissing his lips over and over until he was smiling and giggling, “I love you.” She said softly, “Every part of you.” She assured and he sighed.

“I love you too.” He whispered, still not realizing how he had gotten so damn lucky with her.

*************

The day had been busy at the tattoo shop, there had been tons of people showing up for their valentine’s flash tattoo event. Eddie and Rosa ran the front of house as Auree was tattooing as well. It had been so active that everyone had basically staggered lunches, not really what Harry had wanted for his first Valentine’s with Y/N. But now that he thought about it, he hadn’t even done or planned anything and he suddenly felt very bummed about it.

“You’re good to go.” Harry said to the girl he had just finished tattooing and she thanked him and soon went off. 

He needed to take his lunch and he hoped that he could at least run into Y/N for a few minutes before she had to come back in, her half an hour was up in a few minutes. He had an appointment at 2:30 so he was done with flashes for the day and decided he would clean up his station after lunch. He tossed the gloves over his hands and hurried into the lounge to see it empty and he headed out back and as soon as he made it out saw her sitting against the wall, she was about halfway down the back wall and he made his way over. She glanced up and smiled at him from her spot on the ground.

“Is my time up?” She asked as she pushed herself up and he shook his head as he extended his hand out to help pull her up.

“No, you’ve got a few minutes.” He assured and she nodded as he then grabbed her other hand and intertwined their fingers as he stood before her as she leaned back on the wall, “What’d you eat?” He asked her as she looked up at him.

“Nothing, I’m feeling a bit nauseous.” She said and he hummed with a frown.

“I’m sorry, are you gonna get a migraine?” He asked and she shook her head.

“No, I just feel a little weird, I’m pretty sure it’s PMS, I don’t really get periods with this implant so I’m not all that used to the symptoms anymore and they just wack me out.” She explained and he pouted.

“Oh, well if there’s anything I can do to make you feel better just let me know.” He smiled and she nodded, closing her eyes as he leaned in and kissed her forehead. “I came out to tell you that I didn’t plan anything for Valentine’s day. I forgot. Sorry.” He said and she scoffed in mock offense and he immediately smiled at her playful reaction.

“It’s alright, since it’s just been Julie and I for a while we have dinner and a rom-com marathon. You’re more than welcome to join us, you know that she loves you more than me at this point…” Y/N said and he chuckled.

“Only if it’s really OK.”

“Of course, she would love to have you. I don’t really like rom-coms, I just make fun and I think she would appreciate having someone to gush over them with who’s as into them as she is.” Y/N said and Harry looked at her in confusion.

“How do you know I’m into rom-coms?” He asked and she giggled.

“Halloween party. You almost had a fit over me not knowing what Harry & Sally is or whatever it was called.”

“It’s a classic!” He said and she shook her head and he chuckled, “You have shit taste in movies and shows but I love you regardless.” He said with a grin and she scoffed, “It’s true.” He stated and she giggled as he neared his face towards her own.

“I have shit taste? You’re basic.” She said with a grin and he smirked.

“And you’re a snob.” He rebutted and before she could say anything else he smashed his lips into hers and she completely forgot about his playful insult. As always, their kisses were like blackholes that tore them away from reality. It was so easy to become enraptured in each other and lose track of the world outside of their little love bubble.

“You two make me sick.” They heard and pulled apart with a wet little smacking sound to see Vy smirking at them as she peeked out of the back door, “Next time get you and your girlfriend a room, Styles.”

“I’m not his girlfriend.” Y/N corrected, it was a force of habit because Julie would always hound her about it, but she felt Harry’s grip on her stiffen a bit.

“Fuck buddies, whatever you two are.” Vy said with a grin and Y/N giggled.

“Alright, bugger off, she’ll be in, in a second.” Harry said with aggravation laced in his tone and Vy rolled her eyes before slipping back inside and Y/N shook her head.

“You should be nicer. She was just messing around.” Y/N said.

“They’re always butting into our shit - what we are and what we aren’t… you shouldn’t encourage it.” He said and she frowned.

“Are you upset at me for saying I’m not your girlfriend?” She asked, catching on quickly and he sighed, “Are you?” She pressed.

“No, but you couldn’t have been quicker to deny it and correct her…” he said letting her go and she rolled her lips together.

“Force of habit, Julie always hounds me about the titles and shit and well you’ve never really asked…and I don’t want to just assumed that’s what we are…” Y/N explained carefully and Harry stepped back and chuckled dryly.

“Well what else would describe what we are?” He asked a bit sarcastically and she wasn’t sure why that had hurt her feelings, just the way he was acting and saying it to her.

“I know what I consider it to be but we’ve never really talked about us other than just saying we’ll take things slow…”

“So what, we’re glorified fuck buddies right now? Fuck buddies who love each other?” He asked incredulously.

“Jesus, Harry…” she muttered and pushed herself off the wall and headed towards the door. She would much rather have this conversation when their emotions weren’t flaring up to avoid a fight. It was about time her lunch was over anyway.

“Love, I mean C’mon…it’s obvious.” He said as he hurried in front of her to stop her from leaving.

“Is it?” She asked with a frown.

“It’s just a stupid title. A label.” He shrugged.

“Yeah, whatever.” She said going around him and he stopped her again.

“Does it really mean that much to you?” He asked and she sighed in confusion. He was the one who was upset that she had denied being his girlfriend…she hadn’t meant anything by it, it was a fact. He had never asked her so even if they did boyfriend-girlfriend things they had never established what it was to them. So yeah, maybe being glorified fuck buddies was the best descriptor for what they were right now and the realization of that made her chest clench up in an uncomfortable way. She didn’t need the title, just some clarity about how he saw what they had.

“No, Harry.” She said.

“Well why are you upset then?” He asked and she laughed incredulously, this wasn’t even real. She had no idea what had gotten into him today, but he certainly was not being himself, “Fine. Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked her as he took her hands and she scoffed, feeling completely insulted as her eyes started welling up with tears as she tore away from his grip harshly.

“Seriously, Harry?” She asked.

“That’s what you want, isn’t it?” He questioned and she exhaled shakily before shaking her head and looking into his eyes.

“No. Not if you don’t want that, which you clearly don’t. I don’t know what’s gotten into you today, you’ve been off all day and I can’t talk to you when you’re being like this.” She said continuing towards the door.

“Being like what?!” He asked with irritation. He had no idea how this was his fault. He was just trying to give her what she wanted. Why was she upset over it?

“Being a total ass about everything!” She shouted, finally losing her patience and she opened the door and slipped inside quickly and it closed harshly behind her. Harry was left with this sinking feeling in his chest as he swallowed down the lump in his throat. There was pain swirling around in his chest and he proceeded to bite the inside of his cheek to ward off the tears that wanted to build up in his eyes. The door creaked open again and he glanced towards it quickly to see Y/N come back out with a frustrated expression on her face. Brows creased in and demeanor a bit confused and sad. He hated making her feel that way.

“I’m sorry for shouting at you and calling you an ass, I shouldn’t have lost my patience like that.” She apologized and he was still too worked up to really say anything back but he just nodded instead and she exhaled shakily, “Look, about tonight?” She said and he looked over at her, her eyes cast down toward the ground, “I uh- I think that maybe you shouldn’t come over anymore tonight.” She said lowly, not even able to meet his eyes as she disinvited him from the rom-com marathon with Julie. He felt his entire heart shrivel up in his chest in a way that he had never experienced before. It hurt so much he felt sick to his stomach as he tensed up his jaw.

“Yeah, figured…” he said and she pouted as she looked up at him and their eyes met briefly, “Whatever.” He muttered lowly as he just walked off towards the street.

Y/N sighed and headed back inside feeling so utterly defeated. She really had no idea what was going on with him and why he was acting this way - obviously something was going on there, internally, and she had been as patient as possible. Y/N had a tendency to give too much and to be patient with people until they completely walked all over her and she didn’t want that to happen again. She had done what she could for her overreactions or miscommunications by taking responsibility & apologizing for them. However, she wasn’t responsible for sorting out Harry’s feelings too. He clearly had so many of them today and he was taking them out on her for some reason, much like he used to and it was disappointing and hurtful. She wasn’t going to allow that anymore, it wasn’t right. As much as she loved him, this scared her, she had been here before with partners, believing that she had to take it when they would be shitty towards her. But she didn’t want to be used as a doormat by someone who had her entire heart in the palm of his hand; she couldn’t survive something like that again.

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