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cinemastyles-backup · 6 months

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Golden

Summary: Harry invites y/n to where they're filming his Golden music video and things get steamy

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, semi public sex, fingering, unprotected sex, fluffy filth

My original CinemaStyles-blog has been terminated, so I created a new one.

HS1 HARRY

I look around, still in the most absolute awe about where Harry brought me.

Amalfi Coast in Italy.

It's absolutely beautiful, but I gotta say, there's just one things that absolutely tops it.

And that's Harry.

I rest my chin in my hands as I watch Harry lean up against some rocks for some photos. His arms are crossed and he's wearing this adorable yellow hat with floral print pants.

He looks amazing. Tanned and tattooed. The sun gleaming on him at just the right angles, fuck.

He gets me so turned on without even trying, and he knows it too.

He glances over at me and smirks slightly. He gives me a thumbs up and tilts his head. I nod and smile, giving him a thumbs up back.

He smiles and goes back to looking at the camera, glancing over at me every once and a while.

Eventually, they wrap up the photo session, and Harry walks over to me, "Hey."

"Hey." I stand up and look up at him, "How was your shoot?"

He smiles and shrugs, "Good." He holds his hand out, "I want to show you something."

I take his hand, "Okay." I smile and look down at my hand in his, "Where are we going?"

He looks over at me and smiles, "Just come on."

Harry never let's go of my hand once the whole time we talk to where he's taking me.

"Here we are." He motions, "This was one of the spots I shot my video at and the whole time.." he chuckles slightly, "I kept thinking about bringing you here."

I smile and I can feel my cheeks getting red, "Oh, wow. It's.." I look out at the gorgeous colored water, "It's beautiful." He steps in front of me, "I knew you'd like it."

I look up at him and he cups my cheeks, "Thank you for coming with me."

I lay a hand on his, "I wouldn't have missed this for anything."

He leans in and gently presses his lips to mine, "Want to go for a swim?"

I nod, "Yes."

He takes off his pants, surprisingly having short on underneath, "Smart." I say with a laugh as I lift my tank top over my head.

His eyes flicker over my body and up to my eyes, "Yeah, well, with shooting here and there. I just-" He laughs, "I guess it was smart."

I kick my shorts off and cross my arms over my stomach, my insecurities getting the best of me. Harry walks over and gently touches my arms with his hands, "You don't ever have to cover up around me."

He kisses my forehead and gently pulls my arms away, "You're absolutely stunning, love."

I let my arms drop and I smile shyly, "Thank you." I whisper quietly.

He tilts my chin up and kisses my lips, "Are you afraid of heights?"

I tilt my head, "Huh?"

"Have you ever been cliff jumping?" He continues to stare at me and I slowly shake my head, "No."

"Do you want to?"

I nod my head, trying my best to not show how scared shitless I just got.

He tilts his head, "Are you sure? We do-"

I cut him off, "No I want to." I laugh slightly, "I've always wanted to." He kisses my head and grabs my hand, "Well only go to the small jump first."

He leads me up the path to the first cliff and I slowly look over, "This is a small jump?"

He laughs slightly and shrugs, "Yeah, I guess so."

I take a deep breathe and grip his hand tighter, "Can you jump with me?" He nods and pulls me close to him, "Of course I can. Whenever you're ready, y/n."

I close my eyes and take a deep breathe again, "Okay."

"When we jump, keep your legs straight, okay?" He walks me up to the edge and interlocks his fingers with mine, "You can do it! I'll be right there with you."

I smile and nod, "One, two, three, jump. Okay?"

"Okay. You count off."

I start to count and next thing I know I'm in the air, going down to the water. I let out a scream and hold my breathe before we hit the water.

I start to panic because i let go of Harry's hand and now I can't find him.

I come up to the surface and calm down, spinning in circles looking for Harry.

He swims up behind me and wraps and arm around my waist, "Hey. Hey. I'm right here."

I spin around and wrap my arms around his neck, "That was.. exhilarating." I laugh, "I can't believe I did that."

He smiles at me, "You sure did, come on let's go to the more shallow end." He swims us over to the rocks and stands up, the water just below his shoulders.

"Thank you for making me do that." I swim closer to him, "I wouldn't have done that if you weren't with me."

He smiles and holds his arm out, "You did it." I walk over to him and he lifts me off the ground, his arm tight around my waist.

I bite my lip and gently trace his tattoos on his arm, "You know.." I look up at him and he slowly looks over at me, "What?"

"We could.. go back to the hotel.. and you can help me relieve all the sexual frustration you caused me today."

"Sexual frustration?" He smirks, "I was just-"

"Exactly." I glance up at him and slowly slide my hand across his chest, "Seeing you.. be you.. it's enough for me t-"

He pushes his lips against mine, kissing me with passion. I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

He slides a hand down between our bodies and slips it into my suit bottoms, his finger toys with my clit and I gasp against his lips.

He walks us up and sets me down. He lays his pants out for me to lay on, "Here so the rocks don't scratch your back."

I smile and lean up to kiss him. I sit down and he leans down, slowly laying me back as he moves above me, "That okay?"

I nod and cup his face, "Perfect."

He bites his lip and his hand goes back down to slip inside my suit bottoms, sliding his two fingers up and down my slit.

I bite my lip and close my eyes, moaning as he slips them inside. I arch my back and grip his arm as he slowly pumps them in and out, "That feel good?" He asks lowly.

I open my eyes and nod, "Yes." I breathe out, "So good."

He leans down and kisses my neck, I search for the hand of his shorts and untie them. I slip my hand in and gently squeeze his cock.

Quiet groans escape Harry's lips, "Fuck."

I gasp and clench around his fingers, "H-Harry."

He nods, "Go ahead, baby."

I cum around his fingers and dig my heels into the rock below me, "Shit."

He takes his fingers out and brings them up to my lips. Before he says anything, I wrap my lips around them and he watches in awe.

He pulls them out and reaches down to slip my bottoms off. I take my hand from his shorts and lift myself up slightly. He sets them aside and takes his shorts off, getting back on top of me

"I don't have anything, do you still want to?" He asks looking at me.

I nod, "It'll be okay." I smile, "I trust you."

He nods and positions himself. He moans as he slides inside of me. I gasp and dig my nails into his arm, "Fuck, Harry."

He leans down and kisses me as he thrusts slowly, "You feel so good." He whispers, "You look so beautiful."

I smile and bite my lip as I wrap and arm around his neck, enjoying every second of how good Harry makes me feel.

Our lips move in sync as he slides his cock in and out, in and out.

We share moans and gasps and I whimper as I can feel him fucking me to my orgasm. I moan and tangle my fingers in his hair.

He moans as I tug, "Shit, y/n."

I clench around him and I let out a loud moan. His thrust become slower before he pulls out, releasing onto my stomach.

He pants and shakes his head, "Fuck."

I lay there, trying to calm myself down as my chest rapidly rises and falls.

Sex with Harry is always great, but that, that was more.

"Here, you can just use these." He picks up the other pant leg and gently wipes my stomach off. I grab him before he goes to pull away and I press my lips against his, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For loving me the way you do."

He smiles and brushes hair from my face, "You don't have to thank me for that." He kisses me and hands me my bottoms, "Let's go back to the hotel."

He winks and I smile, knowing that it's going to be a long, but love filled night.

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bigtoeniall · 6 months

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hs1 aesthetic <3

#harry styles layouts #harry styles #harrys house #onedirection #harry styles hs1 #hs1 #hs1 album #hs1era #hs1 supremacy #hs1 tour #Spotify

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harryssattelitestomper · 11 months

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Instagram blurbs:

Hard launch

Faceclaim: Sofia Richie Grainge

Harrychella

Faceclaim: Devon Lee Carlson

Slane castle (Slane, Ireland)

Faceclaim: Olivia O’Brien

Honeymoon

Faceclaim: Carolina Ponti

Wembley N1

Faceclaim: Cindy Kimberly

Wembley N2

Faceclaim: Camille Rowe

Secret relationship (Italy edition)

Faceclaim: Emilia Silberg

Opening act!Yn

Faceclaim: Gracie Abrams

Italian summer

Faceclaim: Phoebe Tonkin

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babyiamperfectforyou · 2 years

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IT'S YOU - MASTERLIST

Harry and Y/N work in the same office. They are sworn enemies. What happens when their boss makes the both of them work together on a project and they make some realisations? How did they even become enemies in the first place? Read to see...

WAIT WAIT WAIT, HOLD ON... we'll tell you what you're getting yourself into... You'll get a lot of sexual tension, enemies to lovers romance trope, office romance trope, he fell first but she fell harder trope, miscommunication, one bed trope, crime, mystery, heartwrenching angst, cheesy fluff, and ....drumroll please..... Yup, the good ol' smut. So, the million dollar question is, are you ready for all this in one story? If yes, come onnnn...

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Feedback is appreciated. Let us know if you want to be tagged in the next part.

Xoxo,

G and M 💞

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28sunflower · 1 year

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Who has the full song?

#harry styles #hs1 #hs1 leak #hs1era

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hrrysmykisser · 2 years

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missing the hs1 era rn

#harry styles #hs1 #fine line #harrys house #one direction #harry styles aesthetic #harry core #love on tour #harry styles moodboard #harry styles imagine #hs1 supremacy #hs1era #hs1 tour

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1darchives · 1 year

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🤍

from the dining table

#harry edward styles #harry styles #harry #harold #haz #hazza #one direction #directioners #harry styles hs1 #hs1 #hs1era

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fnafbong · 6 months

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not the prophecy was fulfilled 😖😖

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itsgigikay · 2 years

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Little something I’m working on!! 🙈

“I no know auntie” she looked up at her aunt with those big brown eyes “Mister you have anyfing good?” looking back at Harry behind the register.

“Well we have the vetenies fancy is always a favorite” he said walking around to point them out.

“I want doughnuts” Jenifer said, furrowing her eyebrows and shrugging her shoulders, looking at Y/N.

“What about doughnuts?” Y/N asked Harry as her hazel eyes met his green eyes, with a little pink on her cheeks.

“Oh doughnuts are good” he said, giggling with his dimples on display.

“Can we get two please” she said while taking her wallet out and handing him money.

“Sure that will be 10 pounds please… i’ll bring them right over” he said handing her the change. “You don’t look like you’re from here” he said putting the doughnuts in little bags

“Uh ya no we just moved her last week, from New York.” pulling a small strand of hair behind her ear.

“That’s pretty cool…what school are you going to?” he replied, giving her the bags of sweets.

To be continued 🙊

#harries #harry styles #harry #harry blurb #harry oneshot #harry’s house #y/n reader #hs1era #fetus harry #dad!harry styles #pregnancy #harry styles x reader #harry smut #harry styles smut #dad!harry

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justmystyles · 8 months

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When you’re at the mall, and your husband is tormenting you with your biggest fear so you turn around to avert your eyes and bump into your happy place…

#harry styles #hs1era #hs1

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cinemastyles-blog · 1 year

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In the Music Room

Summary: Teacher!Harry has a thing for Student!Y/N

Not a request

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, teacher!harry, teacherxstudent, oral (m) fingering, classroom sex, unprotected sex, almost getting caught, slight angst, filth

Master

HS1 HARRY

“Good afternoon everyone.” Mr. Styles greets us as he walks in, “I hope everyone has been practicing, today is a pop quiz, we’ll not today. But in a few days.”

“A pop quiz?” You ask your friend, Ria, “How is he giving us a pop quiz on instruments?”

“Glad you asked, y/n.” Harry gives you a smirk, “You’ll each be sitting down in front of me and you’ll play something that I have chosen to give to you.”

You raise your hand, “Can’t we pick our own thing to play, Mr. Styles?”

Mr. Styles chuckles and leans one hand on his desk, “You could, but that wouldn’t be a challenge, would it?”

“What do you mean?” You tilt your head, looking at him slightly confused.

“If I allow you to pick for yourselves, you’ll then proceed to pick the easiest thing you can possibly find, and I know you all have the potential to play something a little more complicated.”

You swallow and sit back in your seat, “Well damn.”

Ria laughs quietly as she turns into you, “He’s so fucking hot.”

Your eyes move back to looking at him, “He is. But he’s a total asshole.”

“Did someone say something?” Harry turns around and looks around the room before looking directly at you.

The room is silent.

“Okay.” He turns back around and pulls his guitar from his case, “If everyone with guitars will follow me over to this side of the room.” He points over to the table, “The rest of you can talk amongst yourselves until I’m ready for the next group.”

“Have fun.” Ria elbows you as you grab the neck of your guitar, “Yeah. Thanks.” You roll your eyes and walk over to take a seat.

Harry’s eyes follow you until you sit down. He clears his throat, “Y/n. Can you match my strums please.”

You nod and bring the guitar up to sit on your lap. You watch Harry as he positions his fingers, losing train of thought as you focus on his hands.

“Y/n.” Harry repeats, “Can you match my strums?”

You blink and look down at your guitar, “Yes. Sorry, Mr. Styles.” You look up, repeating to yourself to match the strums.

You listen to him strum his guitar before you look back down at yours, getting your fingers on the right strings and strumming like he did.

“That was decent.” He says and you look up at him, “That was perfect? What do you mean decent?”

He chuckles and shakes his head, “We’ll work on it, here. Try this one. It’ll be easier.”

You fight back an eye roll as you focus on his fingers and how they’re about to play the easiest fucking thing ever.

You bite down on the inside of your lip, matching the strum he just did, “How was that?”

“That was better.”

You sit back and rest your hand on the instrument on your lap as he moves onto the next person.

You always felt like he singles you out in a way. You know you’re a good guitar player, it’s always been a dream of yours to play. Ever since you could, you’ve always been strumming the strings until you were big enough to finally hold a guitar yourself.

Once he gets through everyone, he hands out papers, “We’re all going to play this.”

Your eyes scan down over the page, huh, this should be easy, you think as you get ready to start playing.

“One, two, three, four.” Harry counts down and everyone in the group starts playing. His eyes are closed, listening to everyone strumming their guitars, “Max, press your fingers down a little harder, yep. Good.”

You glance up at him, losing your place in the music and becoming out of tune with everyone else, “Shit.” You whisper quietly, not thinking anyone heard you.

“Okay.” Harry says holding his hand up, “y/n. I would appreciate if you didn’t swear in my class.”

Your shoulders sink and you clench your jaw.

“What caused you to go out of tune?”

You can’t tell him the real reason, you’ll look like a total idiot, “I don’t know.”

“We’ll, you should figure it out, because if you’re ever on stage performing and that happens, it’ll be even more embarrassing.”

The group laughs and you stand up, holding your guitar by its neck as you walk out of the room. You go into the hallway, debating on smashing your guitar in anger, but you don’t.

You set it down, resting it against the wall. You sit down and take a few deep breathes.

“Hey, what happened?” Your friend walks out and stands in front of you.

“Mr. Fucking Styles happened. He’s being a dick to me for no reason. I’m a good guitar player, Ria. Why can’t he just se-“

The door opens and Harry steps out, “Ria, go back in, I brought the next group over.”

Ria looks at you and back at Harry, nodding as she walks inside the room. Harry let’s the door shut and he walks over to you, “What’s going on?”

“What do you mean what’s going on? You’re treating me so much differently than the others and it’s not fair to me.” You look up at him, staring directly into his eyes.

He’s silent for a few moments before he sighs and kneels down, “Because I have to be.” His voice is a lot quieter than before.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You shake your head, “That makes so sense.”

“Why don’t you stay after class today so you can find out.” Harry stands up, not giving you another chance to answer, “Come on.” He opens the door and waits for you to get up and walk in.

You walk back to your seat and sit down.

You start to play your guitar quietly and you can feel his gaze linger on you the longer you play. You look over at him and he smirks slightly before looking away.

“That was good, guys. Very good.”

You can’t help but feel that anger all over again, wanting Harry to see how good of a player you really are.

You don’t really know why you need his validation.

You just do.

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“Alright, everyone. You all have your pieces of music that you need to practice. I’ll give you a week, that should be plenty of time.” Harry starts off his end of the day speech.

As he’s standing up at the front of the room talking, you can’t help but wonder what he meant. His words repeat in your head, echoing, making your stomach twist with anxiety.

“That is it for today. See you all tomorrow.” He turns away and packs up his guitar.

“You coming over?” Ria asks as she packs up her notes.

You shake your head, “No. I’m going to give Mr. Styles a piece of my mind.”

She raised her eyebrows, “Want me to wait?”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll come over tomorrow.” You wait until the room clears out and walk up to Harry.

“Look. I’m not trying to be a bitch or anything, but I need you to understand th-“

He turns around, “I know you’re good.”

You stop talking and just look at him, “What?”

“I know you’re good y/n. You’re the best guitarist in the class.” He sits on the end of his desk, “I can’t treat you like that because it wouldn’t really be fair.”

“To the other classmates? Maybe it’ll make them work harder.” You shrug and he chuckles, “I mean yeah, but that’s not really what I mean.”

“What do you mean then?” You cross your arms, waiting for him to speak.

“If I treated you how I wanted to treat you, I wouldn’t have this job.”

You swallow, his words intriguing you, “How?”

He bites his lip and leans out around you and leans back, “Come here.” He shifts and spreads his knees, holding his hand out to you.

You take his hand and walk up to him, “What are you doing?”

He lays a hand on your waist and brushes hair from your face, “Treating you how I really want to treat you.”

And with that, his lips are on yours and a fire erupts inside of you.

In that moment, you knew Harry didn’t hate you.

He liked you.

A lot.

He pulls you close to him and you wrap your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. He moans lowly against your lips as your thigh pushes against his growing bulge.

He unbuttons your jeans and pushes the zipper down, slipping his hand into the front of them. His fingers press against your clit, rubbing hard circles on it.

You gasp, pressing your hips into his hand, “M-Mr. Styles.”

“Harry. Call me Harry.” He mumbles against your lips.

“Harry.” You breathe out, “Fuck that feels so good.”

Harry moves his head and kisses down your neck, “I’ve wanted you since the first day of this class.”

You bite your lip as he slides his hand down further, rubbing his fingers against your wet folds, “You’re soaked already.”

You whimper as he slips a finger in, “P-please.”

“Please what?” Harry asks leaning back, “Tell me.”

You grab onto his dress shirt, tugging on it as your eyes close. Your lips part and you moan, “You.” You open your eyes, “I want you.”

A smirk plays with his lips as he pulls his hand out of your pants, “I want to see if this mouth can suck cock as good as you can play guitar.”

His words leave you speechless.

All you can do is nod.

He smirks and stands up, pushing you back slightly, “Follow me.” He walks around his desk and sits now. He grabs your hand, “Do you want to do this?”

You bite your lip, nodding as you drop to your knees, “I’ve thought about this since the first time I saw you in the hallway.”

He leans back, “Then go ahead.”

You reach up, undoing his belt and dress pants. Pulling them down so you can free his throbbing cock.

“So big, Mr. Styles.” You smirk and look up at him. He smirks and watches you. You lean in, flattening your tongue and licking up his cock, giving a satisfied hum.

His head tilts back and his eyes go shut.

You wrap your lips around the tip, sucking as you work your way down.

His jaw goes slack and his hand lays on your head, “Fuck, y/n.” He gasps and pants as he looks down, watching you devour his cock.

Suddenly the door is kicked open and the janitor walks in backwards. You move under the desk and Harry quickly spins his chair and moves in as far as he can without swishing you, “Hello. Can I help you?”

“Oh.” The janitor turns around, “Sorry, Sir. I didn’t know you were still here. I’ll come back.” He waves to Harry and Harry nods, “Thank you.”

You wait until the door shuts before asking, “Do you think he seen me?”

Harry shakes his head, “No. the desk should have blocked you. Now, your head moving up and down, I’m afraid that wasn’t hidden but his back was turned so.”

You laugh and cover your mouth, “We don’t have much time now do we?”

He shakes his head and smiles, “I’m afraid not.”

You lean up on your knees, pulling him into you so you can kiss him, “Better make this quick then.” You nice back and push your jeans down your thighs. You turn around and bend over so you’re in the doggy position.

Harry tilts his head and groans, “Such a dirty girl.”

He moves down off the chair, rubbing his cock against your wet entrance. He grips your hip and pushes his cock in with a groan, “Fuck.”

You cover your mouth and roll your eyes back, “Mm, fuck.”

Harry’s thrusts instantly pick up and they’re quick but powerful. His finger tips dig into your hips, hard enough you’ll have round bruises where each of his fingers sit.

You push your hips back to him, meeting his thrusts as you clench around his cock, “Fuck.. I’m g-“

Your moans are muffled by your hand as you cum on his cock. Harry groans, pulling your hips back into his own, “Shit, y/n.”

Your eyes are squeezed shut as he fucks you through your high, keeping his moans to a minimum as he grows closer to coming.

“Shit, shit.” His thrusts quickly become sloppy and slow down fast, “Fuck.”

You feel his cock twitch inside of you and you bite your lip, “Fuck.”

“Sorry, I didn-“ Harry pulls out and you cut him off, “It’s fine. We’ll worry about it later.” You pull your jeans up and stand up.

Harry fixes himself and looks up at you, “This isn’t.. I don’t ju-“

“Come by my apartment later. We can talk about it when we aren’t at risk for being caught.” He laughs and nods as you jot down your number, “Text me and I’ll give you the address.”

You hand him the note and lean in to kiss him. He smiles against your lips, “can’t wait to see you.”

You smile and can feel your cheeks turn a blush color, “I can’t wait to see you.”

He pecks your lips, “Now go. And don’t be late for class.” He winks and you shake your head with a smile. You grab your stuff and leave the class room, shocked that you just got creampied by your music teacher.

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This was just an idea that I thought about and went with. It’s not proof read so if there’s mistakes, sorry.

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just-let-me-adore-you · 9 months

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Lover |H.S|

Part 2: The Betrayal

Description: Her mother has cancer, she dropped out of college to get a job just to barely scrape up enough money to pay for her mother's treatments. But, when Blaire Pascoe gets a once in a lifetime opportunity to become a member in Harry's band. An opportunity that will change her life forever. Both good and bad.

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Warnings

•some swearing

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•Recap•

"Look, this is gonna' sound really random but I need another guitarist and you're literally bloody insane! My team and I have been looking high and low for a guitarist but I think I may have just found one?"

I stood more in shock than I had been, "Y-you're in a band too!?"

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[Blaire's P.O.V.]

He let out a laugh, as I stared at him with a cloud of confusion, and shock looming over me.

"Yeh, I am, look I'll tell you more once you get home or whatever. Just text me when you do, alright?"

"Um, why can't you just tell me now?" His eyes told me he was holding something back. "You can tell me." I spoke more quietly.

"Uh, alright I gotta' go." He spoke as his eyes flicked to somewhere off in the distance. Just as he spoke he was gone. I was left on the sidewalk beyond confused and speechless.

***

About fifteen minutes later I'd made it home in one piece thankfully . . .

In the span of the car ride I'd been to distracted thinking about if I should even take Harry up on his offer or not that I almost hit a pedestrian crossing the street while using the crosswalk no less, almost hit a squirrel as well. And caught myself going ten over the speed limit. I was lucky to be alive, lucky I didn't get a ticket.

"Hey, you're finally home! How was the gig?" My mom greeted me from the living room. I took my shoes off and set my car keys in the dish before making my way out into the room where I took a seat on the couch.

"Good." I say, apparently it was obvious my mind was elsewhere.

"What's got you so ... shaken up?" My mom asked furrowing her brows together.

"Uh, well I may or may not have gotten offered to be in some guys band." I spoke, I felt my cheeks flush.

"Really!? Do you think you're gonna' take the offer?"

"That's the thing, I don't know if I should. I mean, I've been in the same band for a few years and we haven't really accomplished much. But at the same time leaving the band would mean leaving behind my friends. And I don't think Talia or Dylan would be so keen with the idea of me leaving." I rambled, looking down at my feet.

"Look at me," I looked up to meet my mom's gaze, "When are you going to learn to start putting yourself before other people?"

"I don't know." I spoke, the truth was ever since my last relationship with this dickhead of a guy I changed in more ways than one. And becoming a so called "people-pleaser" was one of them.

"Well, you can't wait for an invitation. You've gotta' change that for yourself."

"Yeah, I know." I say, "Well, I love you but I'm gonna' go clean up and then head to bed." I say rising to my feet. My mom held her arms open for a hug. I gladly gave her one. I never knew when the last one would be so I cherished every single one.

I made my way into my room and turned the light on, opened my closet and pulled out a pair of pajamas. Suddenly my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw a notification from Harry.

From Harry: You make it home yet?

To Harry: Yeah, sorry.

From Harry: Np. So, about the band thing?

To Harry: Can you give me like half an hour, please? I wanna' think about it some more. Plus I'm getting around for bed.

From Harry: Yeh, sure. Just text me when you've made up your mind. I also don't have all day either.

To Harry: I get it. Tty in a bit.

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I sat on my bed with a towel wrapped around my hair. I pulled out my laptop from beside my bed and opened it. While taking a shower I decided it'd probably be a good idea to look up this dude before I just agreed to be part of his band.

I opened my laptops search engine and typed, 'Harry Styles'. It loaded when a Wikipedia wedsite popped up. I clicked on that and about had a stroke.

"Woah, what!?" I exclaimed as I read up on how he became a world famous musician. Something about being in a boy band called One Direction and blah blah blah. I had read enough to know that his offer was the real deal. I opened up our messages and sent him another.

To Harry: Uhhhh. Care to explain why you didn't tell me your a famous singer???

From Harry: Wow, I'm honestly surprised you didn't already know...

To Harry: Now you just sound cocky.

From Harry: Really? I mean you asked me to explain and so I did.

To Harry: Haha, very funny. Now, what about this offer?

From Harry: Well...like I said you'd be a part of my band AFTER signing a shit ton of contracts that is.

To Harry: That's it?

From Harry: Well to get you signed with me yeah that's it. But, you've gotta be able to know how to play the notes to my songs before September 19th.

To Harry: Alr, shouldn't be a big deal.

From Harry: Good, also would you be okay as being a back vocalist as well? I think you've got an amazing voice from what I heard tonight.

To Harry: Aw, thanks. I mean I don't see why not, I've been doing it for a few years now so nothing new.

From Harry: Alright, deal then?

To Harry: Deal.

From Harry: Great ok, I'll contact my team and then they'll contact you to schedule an appointment for you to sign the contracts.

To Harry: Sounds good. Okay well, I'm going to get something to eat, so bye ttyl or whenever.

From Harry: Yep, I'll tell you what my team says.

To Harry: Okay, thank you.

***

I just finished loading the last bit of dishes into the dish washer and at this point felt exhausted from my long day. Thank God it's the weekend. I made my way into my room and decided to call Talia to tell her about the deal I'd made with Harry. She picked up almost immediately.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Uh, well you're probably not going to believe me when I say this but I just a once in a lifetime offer to become part of a world famous musicians band! This could be life changing, I'd be able to actually afford my mom's cancer treatments, Tal!" I squealed from the overflowing amount of excitement. There was nothing but silence from the other line. "You still there?"

"What the f*ck! You know how betrayed I feel right now!? You are my best friend, we've been friends since elementary school and now all of a goddamn sudden your leaving behind your band and me for some dumbass offer!?" She screamed, I opened my mouth and closed it. "I'm done! This is just a bunch of shit!" She yelled again.

"Well, you know what if you were truly a real friend you'd understand why I took the offer." I hung up the call and tossed my phone to the end of the bed before I covered my face in my palms and began sobbing out of anger and frustration. It wasn't the words that stung the most, it was the fact she couldn't be happy for me. It shows how selfish some people can be.

Minutes passed and the sound of my phone buzzing interrupted my rampant thoughts. I wiped away a stray tear before I saw Harry's caller ID flashing on the screen. I breathed in and out until I was sure I had gained my composure, once I had I answered the call.

"Hey, why are you calling me?" I sniffled and wiped my nose as I waited for a response.

"Are-are you okay?"

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about, Harry. But thank you." I spoke sniffling again.

"You can tell me, I won't judge you."

"N-no, it's alright. Its not a big deal. I don't wanna'waste your time."

"You won't be wasting my time, I'm genuinely concerned."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeh, I don't care."

"Okay, well," I sucked in a breath, "I told my bandmate who I've been friends with since the first grade that I'm leaving the band and she told me I betrayed her and the band, when in reality I didn't and never would do that intentionally. And so now I'm pretty sure I just lost someone who was like a sibling to me."

"Well, I can say that if she were a true friend she should be happy and proud of you. So, I think you did the right thing. That's jus' my opinion and I know we're basically complete strangers but believe me I know what 's like to lose someone who was like a sibling."

"Yeah, well thank you. I guess, talking about it helped."

"S' not a problem. Are you okay now though?"

"Y-yeah, I think so." I fought off a smile.

"Good, good. Well, I jus' called to let you know I talked to my team and they say that they'll try to schedule something as soon as they can."

"Awesome! Thanks, Harry."

"Not a problem, also if you have any other questions jus' text or call me. If I don't answer jus' assume I'm busy."

"Alright, I will."

"Yeh, also do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"Uh, no besides being lazy. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go grab some lunch? Jus' to get to know one another a bit better."

"I don't wanna' make the wrong assumption but are you asking me on a date?" His laugh echoed before he replied.

"Maybe, jus' maybe."

"Okay, well yeah, what time?"

"I'd say around noon."

"Okay, sounds good. See you tomorrow then."

"Yeh, see you, Blaire." He spoke before ending the call. The realization hit me that I was literally going on a date with some random guy I didn't even know. Maybe I was ready to date again? Maybe I just didn't even know it?

I rose from the comfort of my bed and pulled out an outfit for tomorrow. I still couldn't believe Talia reacted the way she did. If she were truly my friend she would've been happy. I mean sure I might be a little upset too if my friend had just randomly told me that they were leaving the band. But, she knows how hard it is for me and my mom to afford her cancer treatments. And frankly our band wasn't giving me much income, and my income from the dinner is primarily based on tips. It was just barely enough to pay for my mom's treatments.

Suddenly there was a knock on my door, I turned around and saw my mom standing in the doorway with a quizzical look on her face.

"Were you crying?" She asked taking a seat on the edge of my bed.

"Uh, yeah, I'm okay." I spoke with a small smile.

"You're lying, what happened?" She gently spoke. I blew out a breath and sighed.

"Well, long story short I called Talia to tell her about the offer and she chewed me out for betraying her and the band. And mom, with this offer I'd be able to pay your treatments with no problem. And I even told her that and she wasn't even happy." I explained, setting my outfit on my dresser.

"Well, for one she needs to apologize-"

"No, I don't even need an apology from her. She blew it, I don't care if I'm overreacting, she knows how important your treatments are to me. She knows how hard it is to pay for them. She knows mom, she knows." She gave me a sympathetic smile.

"C'mere." She spoke with open arms. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. She broke away from the embrace and shot me another smile before she rose from the bed. "Well, I'll let you be." She began making her way towards the door.

"Okay, well goodnight, I love you, mom."

"I love you too." She made her way out of the room leaving me alone. I turned my TV on and shut the lights off. Walking through the dimly lit room I crawled into my bed and pulled the covers over my body.

August 28th 2017

[Blaire's P.O.V.]

I sat in the booth at the cafe waiting for Harry to walk in through the doors. After knowing what I knew about him I figured he'd prefer it if we sat off in a corner to be less in the open. I anxiously bounced my leg up and down as my eyes lingered on the door.

I glanced down at the time on my phone and saw it was 12:23. Twenty-three minutes past the time Harry and I had agreed to meet at. As I sat in my cloud of anxiety I picked at my cuticle, my leg bounced as well.

'Maybe I misread his message this morning about what time to meet at?'

'What if I'm the one who's late?'

'No, we agreed to meet at noon.'

'Maybe he's just running a little behind?'

My thoughts ran rampant, I was too busy wrapped up within my anxious thoughts to notice the tattooed hand that waved in front of my face.

"Hey, Blaire." He cleared his throat grabbing my attention. I gave him a flustered smile.

"Oh, hi sorry." I spoke.

"No, 's fine, also sorry I'm running a little late. Traffic was awful." He apologized, shooting me a charming smile.

"Oh, no it's alright, I kinda' figured that was why."

"Well, how are you?" He asked removing his coat revealing a plain white tee. My eyes danced upon the two dark blotches that rested just below his collar bones, that were barely visible. My eyes traveled to his left arm that was covered in tattoos before they traveled back up to meet his.

"I'm pretty good, what about you?"

"Good, um do you know what you want to order? M' not rushing you or anything."

"Uh, I figured I'd just get a sandwich." I say, he nodded his head.

"I gotcha', you want anything to drink?"

"Nah, thanks though." I say shaking my head with a smile. "Do you know what you want?"

"Yeh, I come here a lot when I'm in New York." I nodded before I decided to ask a question.

"Who's your favorite band or musician?" He pursed his lips in thought.

"Probably Fleetwood Mac, The Beatles, jus' rock in general."

"Oh, I love Fleetwood too!" I spoke with a smile.

"As boring as this question is, whas' you're favorite animal?"

"Oh my god, a cat."

"Really? I love 'em too." He spoke with wide eyes. Just then a waiter made her way over to the booth.

"Hello, my names Anna, what would you guys like today?"

"Uh, I'll just have a grilled ham and cheese sandwich." I say looking up at her. She quickly scribbled something down onto a piece of paper.

"And what would you like, sir?"

"Um, jus' a fish sandwich is fine, uh and with a water, please."

"Alright, it should be out within fifteen minutes." She smiled tucking her pen and paper into her apron. She walked off out of my line of sight.

"What made you want to get into music?" Harry asked.

"Um, I don't know to be honest. I guess, the first time I ever picked up a guitar and played it. What about you?"

"Makes sense, and honestly I was in a band back in school called White Eskimo. And I was the lead singer so, then it just all kind of went from there."

"Oh, wow, that sounds like it'd be fun."

"Yeh, it was. Come to think of it without them I don't know where I'd be, the same goes to the other band I was in."

"Yeah, it's crazy to think about where we'd be if we hadn't of taken that leap of faith or made that choice." I say.

"Yeah, well whas' your favorite food?"

"Boring but it's chicken."

"Yeh, I haven't eaten chicken in a few years."

"Oh, are on some sort of diet or?"

"Yeh, I'm a pescetarian."

"Oh, I know a few people who are also pescetarian as well. They say once they started they felt way better and like they had more energy."

"Yeh, that's kind of how I felt."

"Doesn't it cut out a bunch of different things though?"

"I mean, I can say that it's definitely not the diet for someone who doesn't like seafood."

"Eh, I don't mind it, I'm not real crazy for it though. Well, what's your favorite food?"

"Tacos, all the way."

"They actually sound good. I haven't had them a while."

"Do you have any siblings?"

"Um, no, do you?"

"Yeh, I have an older sister named Gemma, she's really sweet." He smiled. I smiled at the way he spoke of her. He pulled off his hat and gave his hair a quick comb of the fingers.

"What's your favorite book or movie of all time?" I ask.

"The Notebook." He bashfully smiled. I found it kind of cute and amusing to see him become flustered causing a blush to spread over his cheeks.

"Aw, I love that movie." I smiled, "I've only ever seen it once and I cried." His smile grew in size as I spoke.

"Maybe we'll have to watch it together some time." He spoke with a smirk.

"I'll take you up on that."

***

After about twenty minutes of asking questions back and forth, I'd come to realize that there were a lot of good qualities about Harry. I mean for one he's nice, confident, and most definitely charming. It was clear to me he knew what he was doing judging by the way I hadn't stopped smiling in the past twenty minutes.

Just then the same waitress from earlier came over balancing two small plates in each of her hands. She set mine down first followed by Harry's.

"Um, I don't mean to be rude but where's my water?" Harry spoke.

"Oh, I forgot I'm so sorry I'll be right back." She quickly apologized.

"No worries, you're alrigh'." He smiled, before he busied himself with unwrapping the wrapper around his sandwich. I followed suit, taking a bite of the cheesy sandwich. For as simple as it was it was probably one of the best grilled ham and cheese sandwiches I'd ever had.

"Is it good, love?" He asked swallowing.

"Yeah, it is. How is your's?" I watched as he brought his fingers to his lips and did a chef's kiss motion. I laughed at his actions as did he.

"Here's your water, sir." The waitress spoke placing the bottle of water onto the table. Harry shot her a quick smile before she walked away.

"Ya' know I hate seeing people get all rude and snotty with waiters who mess up someone's order." I say watching as she walks away. "If only they knew how much waiters have to do." I add.

"Yeah, you make an excellent waiter though." He smiled.

"Thanks." I smiled.

***

We'd both finished eating and sat as we mindlessly chatted about the most randomest of things. My eyes flicked away from Harry's striking green ones to the waitresses deep brown ones as she made her way over to us.

"Okay, so is the bill split or just one?" She asked.

"Uh, just make it one." Harry replied, I fought off the urge to argue and say it needed to be split but I knew he was just trying to be nice.

"Alright, well I'll be right back." She spoke with a smile before walking off.

"Thank you." I say.

"For wha'?"

"For paying, you didn't have to all I got was a sandwich."

"Yeh, exactly all you got was a sandwich." He stated.

"Well, regardless thank you for paying." I say with a grateful smile.

"S' not a big deal." He smiled.

***

We walked out of the cafe side by side, the warm air brushed against my exposed skin.

"Well, I had a great time with you, Blaire." Harry spoke, as we walked across the surprisingly peaceful New York street.

"Thanks, so did I, Harry." I smiled.

"Well, do you think you'd be interested in doing this again?" He questioned momentarily glancing over at me as he walked with his head down.

"I mean, yeah I definitely would." I smiled. He suddenly stopped and turned to face me.

"Alrigh', well my cars right here." He spoke, retrieving his car keys from his pocket.

"Yeah, well bye, Harry." I spoke, he shot me a smile.

"Yep, bye Blaire. Hey, text me when you get back home please."

"I will, bye." I waved bye as I walked away. I couldn't contain my smile any longer. It was like an overflowing amount of happiness had hit me all at once.

***

I arrived back home and set my keys into the dish my mom wasn't home, which was surprising. I ventured into the living room and took a seat on the couch. Pulling out my phone I sent Harry a message saying I got home.

From Harry: Ok, thanks. Ttyl.

To Harry: Alr, ttyl, Harry.

I closed out of my messages to see a Twitter notification that I had been tagged in. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Who in the hell knows my name?" I whispered to myself. I clicked on the notification and my eyes grew wide.

My eyes traveled down to the person who tweeted it, they began scanning over the words.

harrystylesfaninfinity: "WHAT THE FUCK!??? WHO THE HELL IS SHE!?"

styles_1D: dude! I was at this bar last night and that's literally Blaire Pascoe! She was introduced by her bandmate Talia Lane! She plays the guitar and can sing! OMG what if Harry was at the bar and they met!?

sottlover: ummm???? How else do u think they met? I've never even heard of Blaire soooo. They def met at that bar u were talking abt unless they met before that but it just seems odd that all of a sudden there spotted together after coincidentally being at the same bar...yeah they definitely met at the bar.

sweet_creature: okay just a therory but what if these two have been together for a while and Harry wrote sweet creature abt her???

Callie: yeah sure okay

styles_1994: brooo! this is too much for me rn! he's going on tour in like a month! Wtf!

my_life_revolves_around_harry: dude I stg if they're dating I'm gonna throw myself off a cliff!

Larry_is_real: no they're not dating...Harry loves Louis too much to do that.

nialler_horan: OMFG why with the Larry shit!

stylesgivesmelife: dude she's ugly just saying

harry_styles_fan: bro just stop, it's what's in the heart that matters not the looks.

Talia_Lane: wow, is this the guy you're supposedly signing a contract with to be in his band? his fucking style is lamer than you. Hahaha!

I felt my body overcome with a sense of anger, why couldn't she just get over it? It was a once in a lifetime opportunity and it would change my life for the good. Why couldn't she just be happy for me? She knew how important this was to me. If anyone was betrayed it'd be me, not her. I didn't betray her, I did what was best for me and my family.

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IT'S YOU

Chapter 5

Pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

Word count: 2.5 k

Warnings: Coarse language

A/n: Hey everyone, how are y'all? We had decided to post this a few days ago, but couldn't. Anyway, here's part 5, enjoyy.

Xoxo,

G and M

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That was all the invitation he needed. He could not leave her in such a state, what if she wanted help at night? She lived alone. He liked to pretend that it was the only reason he couldn’t leave her alone, just so he can justify his actions.

Even though he wanted to stay, he didn’t want to do that without her permission and now that he got it, he wanted nothing more.

As much as he wanted to sleep in the same bed as her, he knew that it wasn’t the right thing to do. He thought about sleeping in another room or even on the little couch in the living room but the idea of her needing help at night caused him to stay in the same room. So, he decided to sleep on the floor. He took a few throw pillows and the blanket from the couch and lay down.

The calm breathing pattern coming from the bed made him realize that she was in deep slumber.

He looked up at Y/N’s sleeping figure. She looked so at peace; she looked beautiful. He thought about what his best friend Niall said to him when he came to his promotion party.

“Mate, are you that stupid to let her go? You both seem really into each other”

Thinking back , Harry realized that he was more of a coward to deny his feelings towards her. He knew that she wouldn’t be interested in him and that she would probably be in a relationship. Why fool himself?, he thought.

But now, he realized that he had been stupid, for deliberately avoiding the fact that his heart beat frantically whenever shes around him,the way the mere touch of her fingertips made his breath hitch. In that moment he realized that it had always been her.No matter how cold he tried to act towards her, no matter how hard he tried to forget her, no matter how many times he tried to deny having feelings for her,she’d find a way back to his heart.It had always been her.

But he suddenly shook the thought away from his mind; she is not interested in him, she doesn’t even like spending time with him, she said so herself for god's sake. He knew that he had messed up the opportunity to be with her, if there even was one.

He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn’t remember when he had drifted off .

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The sleep wasn’t really comforting, especially on a cold floor without a bed. He woke up early in the morning when the first rays of the sun hit him. He folded the blanket neatly and put it, along with the pillows, back on the couch. He went to the bathroom and washed his face. She was still sleeping when he came out. The gentle rays of the sun were caressing her face. He thought of waking her up but decided not to.

He walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water and suddenly had an idea: surprise Y/N with a breakfast!

Without wasting any time, he got to work and in no time, a delicious array of food items could be seen on the dining table.

He was about to get orange juice from the fridge when he heard a knock on the door. He had an intuition that it would be the mailman or Jenna, but he was proven wrong when someone called out, “Oii…Y/N/N… open the door…”

Eyebrows furrowed, he walked towards the front door and opened it, only to find a man about his age. He wasn’t as tall as Harry, but had a toned body. He was wearing a white t-shirt and black skinny jeans. His eyes were blue and he had jet black hair. He wore glasses and had a sharp jawline. Harry did not like the way he called out to Y/N using her nickname. Who was this strikingly handsome young man? What is his relationship with Y/N?

“Um, who are you?”, the man asked.

Damn, he had a deep voice. Hiding his sudden self-doubt, Harry replied,

“ I am a colleague of Y/N’s, who are you?”

“Colleague? Um, is there anything wrong?Where is she?”Harry did not like that the man completely disregarded his question. With a frown on his face, he replied,

“No, I mean she’s alright now. I had to drop her home last night, she sort of fainted. I had to stay here to make sure she’s-”

Harry couldn’t complete the sentence because the man had gotten inside by then,

“Passed out ? Where is she? Is she okay now?” he asked Harry and did not wait for an answer. The man rushed towards her bedroom.

“Y/N/N… Hey, where are you?” Harry did not like him calling her by her nickname, at all.

He followed the man to her bedroom.

He was seen shaking her awake. He brought his palm to her forehead to check if she had a fever. The touch he shared with her was way too intimate for Harry’s liking. He came to the conclusion that this unknown man was there frequently, by the way he was going around in her house.

Y/N stirred awake and when he saw the man grinning at her, she chucked a pillow at him,

“Why did you wake me up, you idiot?”Harry could see that she was smiling, a genuine smile. It was directed towards the mystery man though, that smile was not for him. His face fell.

“What are you talking about, bubs? I was just making sure that you weren’t dead”, he teased her.

“Now come on, it’s a busy day, you want to get to the office on time, don't you?”He helped her sit up.

Harry scoffed when he heard the man using the nickname, and Y/N suddenly turned towards the source of that sound.

“Oh, hi, I thought you had left yesterday ” she chuckled nervously.

“Um yeah, I was about to leave…So,uh…see you later, I guess.” He said, face devoid of any emotion.

“Mate, you didn’t even introduce yourself to me, that’s kind of rude…” The man turned to him with a smile and Harry just wanted to knock him out.

" I am Harry, Harry Styles. I work with Y/N.” He said through gritted teeth.

“Oh, so this is Harry” the man looked over to Y/N with a knowing smirk, which didn't go unnoticed by Harry. Y/N shot him a warning look and turned towards Harry, who looked irritated.

“Um, Harry, this is Dan, sorry, Daniel. We've been…”

Oh. So they both call each other by nicknames.

She couldn’t complete the sentence , Harry had stormed off saying,

“I gotta be somewhere, Y/N, see you in the office. We'll catch up later, mate. Bye”.

“Harry, wait…” she called behind him and he walked towards his car as if he did not hear that.

She was really confused by the way he was acting. Everything seemed okay last night.

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Harry was scared, to say the least. He was scared that she'd introduce that man, Dan, or whatever his name was, as her boyfriend. He was scared that he wouldn't be able to take it if they were together. He knew it was rude to storm off in the middle of a conversation, but he didn't know what he was doing. He knew he should not have done that and decided to apologise to her, once she got to the office.

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"What just happened? ", Dan asked, confused.

" I have no idea, he seemed really angry. " She walked towards the living room, Daniel trailing behind.

Her mood was suddenly ruined by Harry’s behaviour. She did not know what made him angry but she wondered if Dan had said anything to him.

She walked into the kitchen to make breakfast only to find that Harry had already prepared it.

Toast, scrambled eggs, juice, freshly cut fruit…

For some reason she felt guilty for making him prepare breakfast, even though she didn't exactly make him do it.

“Wow…He made all this? I was starving…” Daniel picked up a toast without bothering to use a plate.

“What the hell Dan, stop being childish, why can't you use a plate? Act a bit mature for your age” Y/N muttered, annoyed at the way he was eating.

Dan gasped dramatically and placed his hand on his chest.

“One day with your perfect boy and now I'm an immature child? Thats rude Y/N/N”

He fake cried and wiped an imaginary tear from his face.

“Stop the drama. Do whatever you want.” She smiled.

“Yeah, that’s my girl” Dan laughed.

“And, he's not my “perfect boy”” She said, doing air quotes with her hands.

Even though she tried to look annoyed, she miserably failed at the attempt.

“And he's not a boy” she added.

“Woahhh stop right there… I don’t want to hear any dirty details from last night..Nuh uh.” Dan covered his ears with his hands.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Nothing happened last night. He bought me dinner and dropped me home. We talked a bit and after that … I don't remember anything after that.”

She tried to recall what else happened. She knew that there was nothing she needed to worry about, Harry maybe arrogant or obnoxious, but he was still a gentleman who always respected other people’s boundaries. Why did he stay over ? Did he sleep in the same bed as her? Is he angry with her for making him feel like he should stay the night and look after her? Or did Dan say something to him?

“Y/N/N…hey.. Are you okay?” Daniel asked.

“Did you have any arguments with Harry or something?” She asked him.

“What!No, of course not.He told me that you weren’t feeling well last day and then i came in. Nothing happened.”

“I don’t know why but I felt like he was pissed off or something. Maybe it’s something else. Sorry for assuming, Dan.”

“Wait, so he was okay till you went to sleep yesterday and you guys didn’t talk today… He was annoyed only after I came in, so there’s only one possible explanation, he might be jealous” Daniel shrugged with a smirk.

“Stop it Dan, he doesn’t have feelings for me, I am so not his type. You know, you and Jenna should start a youtube channel explaining conspiracy theories or some shit, you both share the same brain cells.” She huffed.

“Because we’re both observant! Unlike someone. Speaking of Jenna, we all should go out again sometime. It's been a while since I've seen her.”

“Yeah sure, we can arrange that” she smiled. She loved spending time with them both, they had the best memories together. They were the most important people in her life.

“Maybe we can go out this weekend? But you'll have to pick me up and drop me back as a punishment for crashing my car, speaking of which, have you brought it ?” She asked him.

“As if I don’t drive you anywhere”, he scoffed.“And yes, I've brought your precious car back.”

She laughed and flipped him off.

They ate together and he left after that. He told her to thank Harry on his behalf for the delicious breakfast.

She was getting ready for office when she thought about what Daniel said.

Could Harry be jealous? No way in hell, he’d never have feelings for her, could he? She was not his type, maybe he likes someone like the women he flirted with in the office, women who were considered beautiful, curves in the right places, toned body… He’d never look at her that way, she was pretty sure about that.

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Y/N reached the office on time and was met with Jenna’s angry eyes. She gave Y/N an earful for skipping meals and at last, she promised Jenna that she’d never do it again.

She was overall in a good mood.

Jenna texted her a couple hours later, asking her to go with her to get a coffee. She finished the pending work and left her office and walked towards the hallway where Jenna said she’d be waiting.

She decided to pay a quick visit to Harry’s office to thank him for the breakfast. She also thought she could subtly bring up why he’d left in a hurry this morning.But, she was disappointed to see his cabin empty and remembered him saying this morning that he had to be somewhere. A part of her wanted him to be jealous even though she did not want to admit that to anyone or herself.

She walked towards the hallway, but did not see Jenna and went straight to the cafeteria to find her in their usual spot.

“I got you your usual since you were late” she said and held out a cup of coffee.

“Thanks, Jen, I actually had gone to see Harry but he wasn't there. Did he come to the office this morning?” she asked.

“No, I was about to ask you about the same. You guys were together last night, weren't you? Didn't he say anything?”

“No, but he did mention this morning that he had to be somewhere and then he left. I didn't think it was true though. But now I think it was.” She mused.

“Wait,in the morning? He stayed over at your place last night?”

“I told you he bought me dinner and dropped me home”

“But you didn’t tell me he stayed the night! Did something happen? Oh, I'm glad you both finally came to your senses. God, the guy is so whipped.”

“What! No, nothing happened! I swear to god you and Daniel are both crazy, there is nothing going on between us! He was getting on my nerves too..ughh…” she was annoyed.

“Daniel is here?”

“Yeah I forgot to mention that, didn't I ? He came early in the morning to give my car back. He told me to tell you that it’s been a while since he saw you and that we should go out sometime”

“Definitely. Is he free this weekend?”

“Yeah, I guess, I'll call him later and let you know.”

“How’s Daniel by the way? All good? Did he interrogate Harry? I know he’s so protective of you.”

“He’s good. Actually, it was Harry who opened the door, i was knocked out when Dan came. I don’t know what happened but he left soon after that.”

“Are you guys talking about Harry Styles, by any chance?”

Aria Bennett’s voice cut their conversation.

“No, we weren’t. Why?” Y/N said quickly, even though she was sure Aria might have heard most of the conversation.

“Well, I don’t know if you've noticed, but Harry didn’t make it to the office today, neither did Fabiola. I mean, I always thought he had a thing for her, she is smart, beautiful and innocent. They’d make a good couple” She giggled and walked away.

Y/N felt a lump forming in her throat, he did say that he had to be somewhere else. Would he have gone to see Fabiola?

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