nextdoorharry

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NAURRR

Oh my lord

OH MY FUCKING GOD

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Baby girl I’m about to be so annoying about Harry Styles

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i just know that when sf!harry's being cute, yn bites his arm in form of affection.

"what are you– oh, yeah i love you too baby."

BUT THE FIRST TIME SHE DID IT??? THEY WE'RE EIGHTEEN.

"Y/N? what– ouch! what the fuck was that for?!"

"i just love you a lot, that's all :)"

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part 3 to "imagine a world like that.. can you" pls?

i can tryyyy but originally it was supposed to just be a 2 part story. i’ll see what i can come up with!

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send in requests!! i miss writing!!

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Do you guys still want this lol

superrrr thankful. i just posted my first blurb in SO LONG on Wednesday, and from there posted 3 more. i’m so motivated. in total, almost 600 notes. i didn’t expect this at all so from the bottom of my heart, THANK YOU. here’s a lil sneak peak at something i’m working on!

a night in hampstead & coffee - sneak peak

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louise came with your drink and as you thanked her, she sat down opposite to you next to laura. “tell us about you week so far, love. how do you like it here?” louise asked.

you took your mask off to sip your drink, and quickly put it back on as they are elderly women sitting opposite to you, not wanting to get them at risk.

“honestly, was good! mostly just unpacking and organizing, my neighbors i saw so far are kind, and yeah other than that i didn’t do much. how’s business here at night? seems empty,” you say slowly eyeing around seeing if there’s anyone.

“actually...” laura trailed, pointing to the little corner behind you on your left. you turn around and see a man writing down in a notebook, with his hood up and a half eaten pastry on the table.

hm. you thought. you couldn’t really see his face as he was looking down while writing, but from the angle he kind of looked familiar.

you turn back around and louise chirps up in a slightly hushed tone so he doesn’t hear what’s being said a few feet away from him (he probably wouldn’t with ed sheeran songs playing in the background), “you might know him, s’harry styles. celebrity. lives around here. he comes here often either early morning or an hour or two before closing-like now. probably likes the quietness, and trying to avoid being caught. but he’s quite the charmer.” she says to you in a cute gossip like manner.

laura agrees, “mhm, quite the gentleman he is.”

oh. that’s why he looked familiar.

moving to hampstead, you knew you were going to run into some celebrities and such. but never really cared much for it. unless it was leonardo dicaprio, but he surely wouldn’t be here. plus, you’ve kind of already grown accustomed to meeting celebrities. the company your dad owns-or used to own, is a modeling agency. so you weren’t as surprised learning it was harry styles sitting alone writing in the coffee shop at night. you kind of expected something like this to happen.

laura and louise gave each other reassuring glances towards each other before looking back at you smiling (you assume) with wide eyes. “y’know..” laura trailed.

“what..why are you two looking at me like that?” you say confusingly.

“look, harry has lived in hampstead for a while now. like we said, he comes here often. we badger him about his love life, how there’s no way a darling like him is having a hard time looking for the one. maybe you could talk to him?”

louise nods, “trust me honey, he’s been here countless of times. he’s seen people around here around your age. and we’ve seen the ones who come in here as well, not one seemed to impress him or catch his eye. we never even tried setting him up with a person until now. no one ever seemed right. maybe you could...” louise trails off.

“oh no, no, no, no.” you stated shaking your head.

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coming soon! let me know if you actually want this hahaha a bit nervous posting this, it’s gonna be a bit lengthy and possibly a series. not something i’m used to writing.

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thank you for recommending my writing!! 🤍🤍

hiii! do you have any recommendations on blurbs/writers??

hiiii! why yes, yes i do! these are links to blurbs/one shots that i absolutely love, but you should definitely check these writers' entire work because they make me scream ok. happy reading, bub!!!

The First of Many by @harryswifeofficial (summary: Harry and Y/N have a disastrous first date.) (it's adorably awkward, incredibly well-written, and just made me pout and swoon so much)

Y/N's reaction to Pleasing products during a livestream by @finelinevogue (do you ever read a piece and have to remind yourself that it's written by someone who doesn't actually know harry personally because it feels like they nailed how his character must be like? that’s the one.)

This is about Harry in that white robe by @meetmymouth (no because i seriously blushed when i read that, no joke. lu could write a grocery list and i’d think it’s the most beautiful writing ever)

who’s talking? can’t seeee. by @nextdoorharry (short!reader. this made me feel seen. pun intended.)

Best Friends My Ass by @theonewiththefanfics (summary: Being in love with your best friend whom you’ve had since childhood can be tough. Being in love and being dumb can make it tougher. Meet the Reader and Harry. They’re the latter. And everyone’s fed up. ) (oblivious best friends trope!!!!! yes!!!!)

Two for the Show by @nationalharryleague (Summary: Jeff plans for Harry’s new opening act to be more than that.) (this is a 17.1k-word piece. i’m literally linking you with premium content that the writer was kind and lovely enough to give us for free. it’s extraordinary)

Reunion by @bfharry (summary: A reporter is spending a day with each former member of One Direction ten years after their final show. Harry is last and the most sought after interview after getting married in a secret ceremony in Italy. (told from the journalists POV as if you’re reading the article)) (this is SO well-written that i actually felt like i was reading an article. it’s beautiful and just-)

pretty by @hollywillows (summary: harry wants some help with his makeup) (harryween + bashful!harry. it’s so cute) 

Harry and Y/N are best friends and Y/N isn’t his “type” ( or so she’s heard) by @jawllines (something about “best friends who are actually an old married couple” makes me soft)

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I literally only watched Kissing Booth 3 for him

taylor zakhar perez for harper’s bazaar

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any requests for harry writings?

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hmmm lowkey inspired by the recent holivia pap pics👀 maybe there will be a part 3 after all..

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i'd love a part 3! how about Harry goes to extreme lengths to prove he's committed to Y/N, maybe something public that has to do with Olivia? 👀 or maybe he does something on tour on one of his shows, sings a new song he wrote and dedicates it publicly to Y/N? :)

thanks for the idea!!! seee i don’t wanna do something where he dedicates a song to her a something of that sort-just because i feel like it’s unrealistic of harry to do that, rather he would just sing the song and let the fans interpret it however they want/speculate whoever its about. also i feel like ending the series with that is a bit cliche? i have read quite amount of pieces where they end that way, so i do want to do something different! but i’m def writing down the doing something with olivia publicly! because i do want to incorporate olivia more in the story (if i do write a part 3) thanks again my love!! will def credit you if i go on with the idea🤍 if anyone has any other ideas, please feel free to send them in!

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don’t know if i should write a part 3 or just leave the story at that😭 idk how to go about it cuz like there’s always second chances but idk wasn’t y/n about to give harry a second chance until he blew it?? hmm i need ideas if i were to write part 3

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That was exactly what I hoped reader would respond with to Harry. Hope he cries and continues to feel dumb 😊👍🏽

period ☺️☺️

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Loved part 2. Good for her!

thank you!!! Yes y/n is not gonna take Harry’s bs!

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Harry has the audacity, I mean first he used y/n as a back up plan; thinking that if it didn’t work between him and Olivia he would have just came back to her. Like why even see if there are sparks and why even have regrets if he is so in love with y/n. He strung both girls along, and quite frankly he doesn’t deserve either of them. Sorry for my rant, I’m way too invested in this series.

I agree. Olivia had a right to be mad (as mentioned in the story) and y/n had every right to go off.

I’m glad you’re invested in reading it as much as I am writing it!!

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AHHHHH PART 2 IS OUT NOW!🤍💘

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imaaaaagine a world like that..can you? part 2

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in which y/n sees a text, harry lies to her, and wants her back.

a/n: ahhhh!!! i feel like the first part of this story was a fan favorite out of all my other pieces! so thank you thank you thank you!!! hope you enjoy!

here’s the link to part 1 if you haven’t read it already!

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you were always a light sleeper. you would wake up to a pillow falling on the floor, slight wind coming from outside, or even a phone that’s on silent vibrate. that’s the case when you woke up to a text vibration sound coming from a phone. tired eyes, you wake from your current position and see a love island episode playing. on auto-play of course because you already remember watching the previous episode a few days prior. you guess you and harry fell asleep during the new one you two were watching. with tired eyes, you squint to see harry sleeping peacefully. you miss this, you thought. sitting there in silence and taking in how harry used to sleep, slight snores, mouth a little open. except he’d be right next to you and not across.

your thoughts interrupted you hear the text buzz again. you grab what you assume to be your phone, since you and harry both have simple, plain black cases.

wrong.

it wasn’t your phone. it was harry’s.

you realized this when you read the text displayed on the lock screen, from olivia wilde.

I miss you, and our casual hookups. Can’t stop thinking about it. it read. you wanted to breakdown and cry right there.

you felt all kinds of emotions; confused, upset, angry, and jealous. why wouldn’t harry tell me this part? no i understand that, but why would he make it seem like he did not enjoy it at all? clearly he’s comfortable doing this stunt if he was hooking up with her. all these thoughts running through your head as you quietly get up, turn off the tv, and go upstairs to your bedroom. leaving harry to sleep on the couch.

you feel tears rolling down your face as you get into bed, quiet sobs erupting from your chest. you loved him. you still love him. you were glad when harry said that it’s all pr. you were glad when he made it seem like its all fake. but now, it was all a lie. sure it was a pr stunt, but harry and olivia seemed to take advantage of that and use that to get intimate. he clearly wasn’t as annoyed as he made to seem about the situation since he got to hookup with her. you may be jealous, but you don’t care that he didn’t mention something private like that to you, because he didn’t need to, it’s his business. but what stings is that he made it seem like it was clear he wasn’t actually into olivia.

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you wake up to hear the coffee machine on, and the sound of something being cut against the cutting board. harry’s still here. you felt weird facing him now that you know he lied to you. even though you two aren’t in a relationship anymore, he has never lied to you. ever. nonetheless, you get up and proceed with your morning routine, then head downstairs.

“mornin,’ sleep well?” harry smiles as he sees you enter the kitchen. his eyebrows furrow a bit as you come closer to his vision. he couldn’t help but notice your eyes look a bit puffier than usual than how it normally looks when you’ve just woken up. he knows its either allergies or that you cried.

you reply with a slight “mhm” and reach for the cupboard to get glasses.

the thought of you crying makes him worried. it always did. you rarely cried during your relationship with him. only when it was a close individual’s funeral, or tears of laughter. or the day you two argued and he broke it off with you.

that’s why he hates seeing you in your state now. because if you were crying, all he could picture is the day you two broke up.

“y/n, y’good? your eyes look puffier than usual, love.” harry asks cautiously, trying to read your face, which refuses to make eye contact with him.

you were stood by the fridge, filling the glasses of water for the two of you when you replied, “m’good, just allergies. cat’s shedding season.” you say with a straight face, looking towards the glasses you’re filling. not wanting to look harry in the eyes. because all you can think about is how he was intimate with olivia, and how he lied. your stomach already turns at the thought.

“take the allergy meds that doctor prescribed you a while ago. remember it works wonders.” harry smiles, setting yours and his plate down on the table as you come and set the glasses down.

harry makes it so damn hard to hate him sometimes. the fact that he remembers the little things has you in awe. but no, not right now y/n.

“mhm, i’ll call in to get those refilled.” you lie through your teeth, acting as if the allergies were the reason for your current state, “thanks for breakfast by the way, y’didn’t have to. my fault for waking up later than usual.” you say sitting down.

harry sitting across from you, senses a different feel to how you were yesterday. you seem a bit off now, and you were never like this in the mornings. he supposes you did have a late night and filled with allergies bothering you, so you’re probably not in the best mood.

he shrugs it off, “no need, i overstayed my visit on accident, and its the least i can do after you helped me with my little uh, situation,” harry giggles, sticking a strawberry in his mouth.

you give him a glare as he looks down. his situation he says. you wanted to laugh in his face.

it’s a silent breakfast from there. harry in his own thoughts thinking about last night. oh, how much he missed you. how much he wanted to cuddle with you. be sleeping in bed with you. waking up to your face. soft kisses throughout. he misses it so much. he senses and hopes you miss him too. he had a good feeling last night. and that’s when he decides he needs to say something. if he doesn’t speak now, he never will. now’s the perfect time. after his tour and new album, he’ll be taking a break. a break from everything. a break to spend time with family, friends, live privately, and hopefully settle down with you. now’s the perfect time to reconcile with you and put the offer out on the table.

“..so,” harry begins. you look up and see harry putting his utensils down, wiping his mouth with a napkin, getting ready to speak. “after the tour ends, i’ll be releasing my album, do some promo for that, and then i’ll be on a hiatus..for however long i’d want it to be..”

you can’t just have all feelings for him disappear in less than 24 hours. so when he said that, you can’t lie to yourself and not feel some happiness. yet, he still better not say what you think he’s gonna say. you’re still mad at him y/n. don’t do this to yourself.

“so what are you saying..” you hum.

“god y/n, you know what i’m about to say.” harry purses his lips and looks you in the eye, hands reaching out for yours, “i’m ready to settle down with you, if you’d have me back that is.” he says with a little smile and gleaming eyes.

the days prior from yesterday of you finding out, you would’ve have said yes. you would have breathed out a finally, and had a sense of relief.

but now it’s going to be a different outcome. he took advantage of your kindness and you giving him advice. he took advantage of your time. maybe dramatic, but that’s how you see it.

you’re mad. that slight happiness you got when he said he was taking a break is gone.

“s’not even like we have to be boyfriend and girlfriend for another period of time! we can go straight to fiancés! we already have trust in each other, i mean we only broke up because of my work. nothing else was to be fixed in the relationship! i’ll put a ring on it right now if i have’ta!”

harry rambling, saying some bullshit about trust, causes you to interrupt him, “harry-“ he still rambles but now about having kids. “stop.” you say, voice grew a little louder and more stern.

harry pauses, wide-eyed. sure he didn’t know how you were even feeling about this, but he was sure the love you two have was still there.

“trust?” you laugh in disbelief. “first off, you’re acting like we took a break. a halt in our relationship until you were ready to settle down. you should know that’s not the case. i’ve been patient throughout our relationship far too long for me to be waiting around on your terms.”

“y/n i-“ he interrupts.

“no, i’m talking. this whole ‘trust’ thing is gone. i’m sorry but last night i woke up in the living room to a text notification. i assumed it was my phone, and since we have the same phone cases, i happened to pick yours up and saw a text from who’s supposed to be your ‘pr stunt’? she’s wanting to hook up with you? again? jesus harry, you should know why i’m mad and upset that you’re saying you want me now. even before you said all this, right after seeing that text, i was mad because you lied to me. look, you of course didn’t have to share that you were intimate with her; but don’t make it seem as if you’re not into her at all. and making it seem like it’s the poor girl’s fault. acting as if she’s a nuisance wanting to be intimate or affectionate, cause clearly you wanted her as well.” you end your speech with a sigh, shaking your head. you take a sip of water, mouth dry from the little speech you said. you wait for him to come up with whatever amusing thing he can say to make it not sound as bad as it is.

harry’s startled. doesn’t know what to say. he saw the text when he woke up, but he told her that it wasn’t for him anymore, that he just wanted you, and it was nice in the moment, but they are after all, strictly just business buddies with a platonic friendship. she understood, she seemed a bit mad, but harry didn’t care. he just wanted to make sure there’s nothing in his way to get you back, and that those hookups he had with her were in the past. he’s going to try to fix this.

you speak up again in a calmer tone, “you didn’t care about my feelings,”

his face turns red. nerves rattling him.

“y/n i feel awful about it, know what i mean i-“

you cut him off. “you made me look really dumb, harry.” you say while lightly nodding your head in order to get him to understand.

he begins to speak again. “look i’ll be honest. i should’ve mentioned it yesterday, and m’sorry for that. i will admit, there was a physical attraction with her at the beginning of everything, and since we were broken up-“

you correct him, “are, broken up.”

his heart hurts when you say that, he nods, “yes, are broken up, i didn’t want to live with any regrets. i felt it was better to just experiment and to take advantage of being in the stunt, seeing if there’s a spark,” he takes a breath. “i would’ve regretted if i didn’t and it was better to do it at the time because i didn’t know if you would even take me back once i came home,” he keeps fidgeting with his feet under the table, nervous on what your response will be; but hopefully understanding. because you always were.

wrong. boy was he wrong.

“so..you still did it with the intention of coming back home, hoping to get back with me?” you caught him. “harry..what are you even saying?”

he gulped. fuck. this looks bad. he didn’t think things through, he thought. “look, you didn’t feel anything rushing back last night? everything that we had, and built together?” face even more red.

“yeah and then today..you slapped me across the face with a lie and embarrassed me.” you spat. “what’s wrong with you? you don’t have any respect for me.” shaking your head in disappointment. “and its such a let down considering if you hadn’t hooked up with her, i would’ve hopped right into your arms right when you said you wanted to settle.”

he regrets everything and anything right when you said those words. why did he hook up with her? god did he really think y/n was going to just be waiting around? of course he thought so. he always did. and that’s why you two were broken up.

he sighed, shaking his head as well, as he’s disappointed in himself. he was about to speak, but you beat him to it. “i’m not mad that you hooked up with her, i’m mad that you don’t have any respect for me. i’m mad about your intentions behind it. and the fact that you lied to me making it seem like olivia is the bad guy saying, ‘s’like she enjoys it!’” you repeat his words he said to last night, when he made it seem like he wasn’t into her. “and just the fact that i gave you meaningful advice because i care about you, once again, you embarrassed me. i feel dumb, harry.”

he feels dumb too.

you still didn’t let him speak, instead, you let him leave.

“something needs to change, harry. until then, please leave.” you say, getting up from the table walking hurriedly upstairs, eyes beginning to water, but you feeling satisfied that you listened to your own advice you gave to harry: stand your ground.

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a/n: man really thought y/n would be waiting around for her. smh.

hope you guys enjoyed this part!! still deciding on whether to make a part 3 or not! don’t really know which way i want to go about it.

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