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mydearesthrry · 9 months

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A Compilation of Y/nrry on Stage - h.s.

a/n: self indulgent, once again. been watching a couple of old 1d concert vids lately and this just came to me like i think i wrote all of this in about 20 mins? enjoyyyyyyy

🎀 warnings/cw: nothing, fluff, cursing?

🐇 pairing: 1dbandmember!yreader x fratboyera!harry

💐 wc: 1.2k

summary: 3 moments during the take me home tour where ynrry shined through on stage.

Y/N could sense mischief from a mile away. From the second the fans screamed to looking over at where they were pointing, she knew she was fucked. Clad in a light pink shirt and crop top that only showed an inch about her torso, she tried to run away from Louis but the stilettos on her feet gave her no opportunity to.

“Louis! Louis stop, don’t!” Her pleading seemingly wasn’t enough because, within a blink of an eye, she was drenched in cold water. The two of them immediately knew what this meant.

It meant war. And she was determined to get all of her bandmates on her side to defeat Louis.

At first, she tried running after him, but when she realized it was no use since he was so fast and she was in heels, she called Harry over and immediately told him to turn around and crouch to help her. Harry, who had seen the entire interaction, was immediately down and got down without question. She hopped up on his back, motioning at Zayn for him to throw her a water bottle, Harry immediately started running toward Harry.

As he ran, her in-ear monitors made her remember that she was to sing soon, and she raised her mic to her lips, singing softly. “And if we get together, yeah get together, don’t let the pictures leave your phone! Do you guys think I can beat Louis?” She screamed, following her lyrics, giggling at the loud cheers from the crowd. Harry continued running, and Y/N looked down to see that Niall and Liam were running with them, water bottles in their hands as well.

Louis glanced over his shoulder and saw them running after him, pulling a face and running away faster. Unfortunately, he was too slow, and they all eventually caught up to him. Zayn too, who was right behind him and making sure he didn’t run away. Liam and Niall caught Louis by his arms, holding him still so their best friend could get her revenge. Harry stalked over to them and set her down, Y/N still singing as she had Harry crack open her bottles. Giggles instead of melodies filled the stadium speakers as she poured the water over his head. The rest of the boys handed her their water, and she continued to pour water on Louis.

“Paybacks a bitch, Tommo.” She grinned, grabbing him by the back of his neck and into a hug, pushing him away when their cue came in to start doing the rowing dance move. They all stood in a staggered line, laughing loudly while they danced.

Everyone else flared away, but Harry stayed. He bent down, mouth close to her ear as he popped out her in-ear, and very softly, whispered, “Good job on your victory, Princess.”

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The band sat in their respective spots, the soft guitar for Summer Love filtering through the air. In front of Harry, a little off to the side was Y/N, who had the brightest gleam in her eyes, admiring the crowd. It was during songs like these that she allowed herself to bask in the feeling of fame, one that often consumed and overwhelmed her. She giggled when she waved at a few fans and they started screaming and crying in response to her. She glanced over her shoulder to see if Harry had seen that, and smiled wider when she saw he already had a grin on his face.

Raising the mic to his lips, he followed Zayn’s lyrics, and since Y/N was already looking over at him, she twisted on her bottom, being careful of her skirt. Her eyes traced all of Harry’s features, them being nearly enhanced due to the bright spotlights on him. Finishing his part of the first verse, his eyes flicked back to her, nose scrunching cutely. She blew a playful kiss back, laughing when his cheeks became overtaken by a pinkish hue. Jumping down from her spot, she walked over to the back of the stage to retrieve her phone, before jogging back to her spot, confusing Harry when she passed it and instead beelined for him.

Plopping down next to him, she swiped on her phone until she got to the camera app, holding it up to be level with their faces. They pulled a couple of funny faces before she tossed her phone over to Liam and Niall to the right of her, who grabbed it with ease. They started snapping pictures too, Liam turning to face his back to the crowd, taking a selfie with them too. The mic was on her lips, and they motioned her to catch it, but she shook her head no.

They tossed the phone back to her anyway, but she missed the catch and clenched her eyes shut, only for them to snap open again when she felt two taps on her thighs. Opening her eyes, she saw Harry grinning at her with a shit-eating grin, holding her phone in his hand.

She rolled her eyes, grabbing it from him and unlocking it again. She pulled up her camera roll app, looking at the pictures of her and Harry. She smiled and set one of the funnier ones as her home screen background. She turned her phone to Harry, and he grinned at her, trying to subtly move his arm behind her back to rub it. Turning to him, she held up a hand to block the crowd from seeing what she was whispering into his ear.

The crowd screamed when they saw this, but they would never know that the words she whispered into his ear were ‘I love you’.

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As Niall talked to the crowd, Y/N and Harry pulled their in-ears out of their ears to talk to each other, something that was extremely common at their concerts.

“What d’you wanna order from the hotel when we get back? ‘M starving and I miss you. I feel like I’ve not seen you all day.” Harry said— shouted, knowing she could barely hear over the volume of the crowd. She turned around, shrugging her shoulders. Harry rolled his eyes, and she tiptoed, the heels on her feet not being enough to be able to reach his ears.

“I‘ve been craving pizza since this morning, maybe that if they have it. We can cuddle when we get back to the hotel, but you have to shower, you’re all sweaty. As for the pizza,” She questioned in his ear. “I’m not sure what toppings yet, but maybe we can agree on some?”

He nodded, giving a thumbs up, “Wanna join me in the shower?” She looked at him with an annoyed expression, but he had a boyish grin on his face.”‘M putting olives on the pizza.”

“Oh, absolutely not, are you serious? Harry, that’s disgusting.” She pulled a face of disgust, putting her hand on his face to push him away. He had the biggest look of offense on his face, and she giggled. He didn’t get far from her push, only about 1 foot away. She laughed when she heard him scream ‘Say sorry!’, and she shook her head no.

“You know I hate olives! I’m picking all of them off and giving them to you.” She grinned back, and he rolled his eyes again, but with the look he gave her, it was obvious that he would do anything for her.

#harry styles #harry styles fanfic #harry styles fluff #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles x y/n #harry <3 #harry styles blurb #harry edward styles #famous!reader x harry styles #harry x 1dbandmember!reader

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hlficlibrary · 12 days

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hey can you pls recommend a fic like escapade

Hi, anon...so the main tropes in that one are the tropical location, a fake relationship, a destination wedding, and sex work. So here are some that fit some of those...

Perfect Storm by @cherrystreet

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.

If this feeling flows both ways. by Star_Henderson / @tommosgun

'You're a massive flirt Tommo, you were practically shagging on skype.' Zayn punches me playfully in the arm.

'Did you fucking see him? My god he is so my type. Thank god I chose that agency, he's hot, it will be great fun, can't wait.' I squint my eyes at him.

'You're actually doing this then yeah?'

'Yeah I am Zayn, I have been dreading turning up at that wedding alone. I can stop worrying now and just enjoy it. He seems cool, think we will hit it off and if he's used to this kind of thing then I'm sure he will be a true professional and ace his role.'

'Mmmh, I just worry Lou that all. Me and Liam, we just want you to be happy.'

'I know love, I know and I'm sure Prince Charming is just around the corner.' I eye roll at him. 'But until then, I'll act it out with a hot dude.' ~ Or the one where Louis hires an escort to go as his boyfriend to Lottie's wedding and to affirm his sexuality at several work engagements. Louis is very rich and very successful, Harry is an escort, hired to attend to your every need. From the Sony winter ball in Vegas to the Grammys. From Malibu to Miami, the Bahamas to London, follow the journey of Louis the songwriter and Harry the male escort.

Whatever Floats Your Boat by larryftnoctrl / @the-larry-way

When Harry's mother convinces him to attend his ex's wedding, he must enlist support in the form of his handsome and charming best friend, flatmate and convincing fake boyfriend, Louis. With Louis by his side, the ever present sun and the plenty of open bars, an all expenses paid week long cruise doesn't seem like the worst he could do.

#ask #anon #ficrec #minificrec #larryftnoctrl #starhenderson #cherrystreet #escortharry #sexworkerharry #fakerelationship

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daisyblog · 11 months

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Ed Sheeran Concert

When We Were Young Masterlist Summary: Louis and YN finally make the first move.

"Tommo you're overthinking this" Liam spoke as the Yorkshire boy paced back and forth, in front of the sofa where the four other boys were currently sitting.

"I'm fookin' nervous..what if I mess this up..it's my only chance" Louis argued.

"Lou, what are you nervous about..she's already agreed to go with you" Harry questioned as his eyes followed Louis as he continued to pace.

"'cause she thinks we're going as friends-".

"Well be bold and just make a move" Niall shrugged, almost like it was the most obvious thing to do, making Louis stop and look at him.

"Yeh..thanks smart arse why didn't I think of that" Louis sarcastically said.

"He's got a point" Zayn spoke up for the first time.

"Lads..I can't just make a move..it's not that fookin' easy" the four boys sat silently looking at Louis "Whot...why are you all looking at me like tha'?".

"'cause it is that easy Lou" Harry answered.

Louis signed, getting frustrated and regretting asking the boys over to his and Harry's flat for help. Louis had asked YN the previous day if she wanted to go to Ed Sheeran's concert with him in Manchester tomorrow night as the band had a couple of days off.

The band had just finished an interview and were waiting in a room backstage for their team to finish what they were doing. YN was talking to Louise and the boys were sat on the chairs in the corner of the room.

"Go and ask her Lou" Harry encouraged, nudging his arm.

"I'll ask her later" Louis tried to avoid talking to YN at that very moment.

"No..do it now because you'll chicken out" Liam said.

"Fine" Louis snapped at the boys nagging him.

As Louis walked over to where YN is talking, he took a deep breath, preparing himself to be rejected. He fluffed his hair with his hands, making the boys snicker and giggle from where they watched their nervous friend. YN had finished her conversation and turned around as Louis approached her, making her bump into him.

"Oh sorry Lou" YN gently smiled up at his slightly taller frame.

"Sorry love" Louis nervously said "Um..I..uh".

"Everything okay?" YN asked with a giggle watching the boy stutter.

Louis opened and closed his mouth a few times, making Niall cover his mouth to avoid his loud laugh coming out. "Uh..I..I wanted to..ask you something".

"Yeah..sure of course you can babe" YN smiled up at him.

"I'm going to Manchester..to see Ed..Ed Sheeran..and..do you..I wanted to ask if..you know.." YN smiled encouraging Louis to continue "If you wanted to come with me..to the concert?".

"Oh Lou...I'd love to" YN leaned up to wrap her arms around his shoulders as she leaned her head on his shoulder, making him do the same. From where he stood he could see the other boys high-five each other and give Louis a thumbs up, making him roll his eyes at their childishness.

"How is it easy?...I end up stuttering every time it's just us and looking like an idiot" Louis argued as he sat down on the chair opposite.

"Start off slow..it's gonna be a busy crowd so hold her hand and play it off like you don't want to lose her or something" Liam suggested.

"I say just go for it...you're already her cuddle buddy" Niall teased, making Zayn flick his ear.

"Lou...don't listen to these two idiots..just go and enjoy yourself..you'll know in the moment if something feels right or not...don't think too much about it" Harry spoke sense to his best mate.

"I agree with Harry man..you'll just know..you can't plan stuff like that" Zayn agreed.

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As planned Louis had picked YN up to drive up to Manchester ahead of the concert. Music playing from the radio, YN would sing along now again when the pair weren't chatting.

"Are you sure your Mum doesn't mind me staying the night too..I can book into a hotel or something still?" YN spoke. As Manchester wasn't too far away from Doncaster, Louis' hometown, he wanted to make most the time off and see his family too.

"Love..for the millionth time she doesn't mind...in fact it was her idea so stop worrying" Louis reassured her "Plus...my sisters are so excited to see you..my Mum too..I think they love you more than me" Louis joked.

"I doubt that..you're a proper Mummy's boy" YN teased him.

"I am" Louis agreed nodding his head.

"I think it's cute" YN complimented as she turned to look at Louis in the driving seat. Was he blushing?

"You're cute" Louis spoke without thinking, making his eyes widen, secretly hoping she didn't hear him.

As they both entered the venue where the concert was being held, they both stuck to the back of the crowd trying to blend in. They had taken the risk of going without security, a couple of fans had noticed them and asked for photos which they happily took. The fans respected the pair's privacy and went back to their original spot and only glancing at them now and again. Louis had realised that this was not the place to make his move with so many watching eyes. But it didn't stop him from admiring her from where he stood, YN was carefree, lived every moment as if it was her last and didn't care who watched her.

As Ed sings 'The A Team', YN can't help but sing along and as notices Louis standing there just watching. She entwines their hands and lifted them up in the air, nudging him to join her singing.

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

In that moment, he knew he was in too deep and had fallen for his bandmate.

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It was around 11:30pm when Louis and YN arrived at his Mum's house in Doncaster, meaning his younger sisters were asleep. He knew his Mum was awake as she had text him earlier in the evening to say she would wait up for them. Hearing his car pull up in the driveway, his Mum stood by the front door waiting to see her son and, his bandmate.

Louis pulled his Mum into a tight embrace "I've missed you my baby boy", YN couldn't help but smile at the loving moment. "You too my love" Jay spoke to YN whilst pulling her in for a motherly hug.

"Thank you so much letting me stay" YN thanked her.

"You don't need to thank me darlin'" Jay spoke sweetly "C'mon in you both come". As the three walked into the lounge, Jay added "Plus the girls are so excited to see you..so prepare yourself for the chaos in the morning"

"I feel like they're growing and changing every time I see them" Louis commented "The photo of the twins you sent me the other day…they look so much older"

"They are..they're like stroppy teenagers already" Jay joked.

"Alfie's the same" YN began "I feel like he's going to be off to uni before I know it"

After catching up with Louis' Mum, the three decide it was time to call it a night before their early wake-up call from his younger siblings in the morning. Louis was staying in his childhood bedroom and YN was in the guest room, further down the hallway. After an hour of tossing and turning, not being able to sleep, Louis decided to go downstairs and get a glass of water to drink. As he entered the kitchen, he was startled to see YN standing against the counter sipping on what looked like tea.

"Hey" Louis spoke into the dimly lit room, making YN jump.

"Fucking 'ell Lou..you scared me" YN tried to whisper, so she didn't wake the others.

"Sorry love" Lou chuckled, walking over to where she stood so he could make a cup of tea for himself. "Can't sleep?"

"No..I don't know why..I hope it was okay to make myself some tea..it usually helps"

"O'course it is love" Louis reassured her before pouring the hot water into his own mug.

"Why are you awake anyway?" she asked him.

"Dunno...just thinking"

"About?"

You "Nothing" he shrugged.

"Loouuu"

He turned to look at the girl next to him, even when she was wearing her unmatching pyjamas, hair in its natural state and a bare face, she was still beautiful in his eyes. "I..um..I need to tell you something" Louis spoke softly, "I..I..I don't know how to te-"

Louis wasn't sure if he was dreaming or if it was all in his head but time stood still when YN leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. It was so soft and gentle, he could have missed it. As she quickly pulls away, she whispers a quiet 'sorry' and looks away from his gaze. Taking her face in his hands, he places his lips back onto hers. Whilst the kiss is still gentle, their movements are a little more rushed. YN's hand find their way to grip his t-shirt, one of Louis' hands is placed on the back of her neck keeping her close, whilst the other one has moved down and is pulling at her hip. After a few minutes lost in the moment and each other, they pull apart, unable to hide their smiles.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that" Louis admits as he leans his forehead on hers.

"Me too" YN leans up and leaves a peck on his lips. Now she's had a taste, she can't get enough.

"C'mon lets go and cuddle"

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Louis woke to the sound of voices and movement downstairs, letting him know his sisters were awake. He looked to his side and YN was fast asleep, her hands tucked under her chin. Wanting to let her sleep, he placed a gentle peck on her head and got out of bed, putting on his t-shirt and shorts. As he walked through the door to the kitchen, he could smell breakfast cooking and was immediately greeted by his four sisters.

"Morning Kiddos" Louis messed up Daisy and Pheobe's hair.

"Where's YN?" Lottie eagerly asked.

"Aw thanks Lot...never mind about me..I see who's your favourite" Louis teased "She's still sleeping"

Once her had made a fuss of his younger siblings, he wrapped his arm around his Mum's shoulder as she was buttering some toast "Morning Mum"

"Good morning my darlin" Jay greeted him, with a little smirk.

"Whot?" Louis looked at his Mum suspiciously.

"Aw nothing" Her smirk still present.

"Mum..whot is it?"

"Did you sleep okay?"

"Uh..yeh?" Louis said, almost asking a question.

"Any midnight kisses?" Jay teased.

Louis closed his eyes and cringed with embarrassment "Muuum"

"Hey..it was the last thing I expected to see when I came down for some water" Jay spoke as she passed the twins their toast "But..I can't say I'm surprised either...you couldn't hide your feelings if you tried"

Interrupting the conversation, YN appeared at the door "Morning" causing the girls to run and hug her, Jay looked on and smiled at the scene. As Louis caught YN's gaze, he sent her a little smirk and wink, a blush coating her cheeks. Maybe it was that easy!

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piecesthatcanfit · 9 months

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It’s 2023, and Larries still can’t enjoy Louis Tomlinson, the artist, as an individual. It always has to be about him and that other person. Everything he does has to relate to someone else. Never appreciated or celebrated his art without needing to link it to someone else. If he wears something, oh, it’s because of someone else; if he expresses himself, oh, it’s about that person; if he has lights surrounding him, it’s not about him alone; no, never, that can not be. The disrespect is constant. I saw someone tweet about wanting to get into Louis, and the replies were about Larry and "proof" compilations from when he was young so many moons ago. Not his music, not his shows, nothing about him alone, nothing about the person and artist he is NOW. Larries do not realize the damage they cause on a daily basis. The whole idea of Larry goes beyond shipping; it in itself is disrespectful, homophobic, and misogynistic on so many levels. Let me play along and say Larry was or is real, and one of them or both do not want to talk about or be public with their sexuality (and stop with the management thing). Why in the world would you engage in a behavior that outs him? What Larries do is not done behind closed doors or only in fanfics (that alone is a conversation for another day); during Louis’ AOTV premiere, his concerts, online, among his colleagues and peers, Larries are there, and they are not just loud but obnoxious. Imagine saying you care about someone (well, more about their sexuality and who he "might" be dating), and yet you out him every chance you get. Vile behavior. Louis is a person with layers, friends, and experiences that you will never have access to, and that makes you mad and outraged. You attack people he loves, people he dates, and people he wants to be part of his life. You disrespect his family, his son, and his friends, and then claim that you love him while you scream liar to him with no shame. You don’t see Louis as an individual, and you need to realize that. You take part in homophobic stereotypes and discussions about his private sex life; you fight and get annoyed when he exhibits any behavior that doesn’t fit your misogynistic stereotypes; the same man that writes songs like Angels Fly, Holding on to Heartache, Defenseless... (insert all his discography). You contribute the "tommo way" to being an asshole. You showcase classist behavior; you don’t even want to admit that everything he stands for and all his values that he has spoken about publicly go against the person you so desperately "ship" him with. Louis is a solo artist in his 30s, on his second world tour, standing on his own after years of self-doubt. He finally found confidence and joy in being on stage, he talks about how thankful he is to be accepted, and feeling safe as AN ARTIST, and yet all Larries care about is: is he gay? He can’t be straight... Grow up and reevaluate what you are really doing. Louis has had enough struggles; enjoy the music and stop reducing him into a delusional ship.

#louis deserves better #needed to vent #tired of this shit #larries mass extinction

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wishingicouldfly · 4 months

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Favorite Fics 2023

Happy 2024! I always have a hard time narrowing down my favorites. A few stats this year, I read 155 fics (according to my admittedly not 100% correct database), and it's low because I've been watching LGBTQ+ media and reading less. I had 50+ fics that I rated 5/5, so narrowing down to 14 was me cutting out shorts, holiday fics, and rereads. These are in no particular order.

All is now Harmed by Fondleeds

It's still that dreamy kind of dark, nothing seeming real, but he knows that it's time to go, to whistle for Pippa and eat whatever he's got left in the fridge and start the drive down to Molly's. He can't seem to open the door. Maybe he doesn't want to face it, this new thing. Having Louis here feels like a betrayal. Harry tries not to think about what his Dad would have to say if he saw the journo sleeping on their pull-out, here to shake a settled sheet and watch the dust fly again. - AU. Harry's a farmer, Louis writes for The Age, and it hasn't rained in the Bourke Shire for six years.

Why I Like It: This is Excellent, but after 123K words, it's a WIP. Unfinished since May 2022, but that said, the writing is gorgeous, and I think that alone makes it worth the read.

2. Angels Fly by LilyBlue28

Harry is a lonely omega in the North Western White River Pack who is uncharacteristically drawn to nature and his now outdated primal instincts. He fills his days with going through the motions and clinging to the one actual friendship he has in the omega Zayn, and when he gets a chance he sneaks away to the edge of their territory to sit with the trees and the wildlife and sketch his favorite part of the river. But what happens when one day he spots the pack alpha, Louis, having an intimate moment with something, or someone, unexpected? Suddenly his quiet, nearly invisible existence gets upended, and secrets he never wanted to know quite literally won't leave him alone, and even when he tries to stay away, he keeps being pulled back into Louis' turbulent orbit. A magical love story featuring a generations long grudge, a menacing curse, and secrets that keep pulling them apart. Will they be able to find a way back to one another through the dark?

Why I Like It: Really integrated plot, soul mates/wolf story. ABO, but more wolf than human. Very involved plot. Well done.

3. Be There by mission2feelike

Niall sits down dramatically, arms flopping to his side before he leans forward and looks right into Harry's eyes. "So, your ex-boyfriend, who broke your heart four years ago, is coming to stay at your house for six weeks? And his daughter, your daughter, is coming to stay tonight?"

Harry nods, worried if he speaks, he'll be yelled at again, but then Niall's face softens, his ever-present smile is back and Harry hears him breathe out a small chuckle. "Okay, for the record, I think this is the worst idea you've ever had, but how can we help?" or The one where their family has been torn apart and their hearts broken, but an accident, a snowstorm, cinnamon rolls, and the adorable Josie force Louis and Harry to finally face the truth, and each other.

Why I Like It: Harry and Louis take custody of Lottie's baby, but Louis breaks H's heart by sending him away. pining. kid fic. Harry is famous. Had some very lovely domestic moments, and some tear jerkers. Louis was a bit of a jerk at the beginning. Side of Ziam.

4. Butterfly Gun by Eravain - no link, this is off AO3, but DM me if you want me to share it with you, as I have a PDF.

Harry has never been much of a fighter, but—as always—where Louis Tomlinson is concerned, a lot of things stop being true. 1940's AU. Even after six years apart, they can't forget their shared wartime childhood.

Why I Like It: I loved this gem--childhood friends to lovers. Historical Fiction. Really well written.

5. Counterbalance by YesIsAWord

Harry Styles loves two things: teaching ballet and racing motorcycles. Those two worlds collide when his greatest rival on the track, Louis "Tommo" Tomlinson brings his tiny siblings to Harry's class.

Why I Like It: Pretty short but very effectively written story. Pacing was good. Loved the dichotomy of Harry as a ballerina and as a motorcycle driver.

6. Danger I Can't Hide by CelticSky

"Don't," Tomlinson's voice was low, gravelled, hiding out in the night where only Styles could hear it. "Stop it. Calm down. You can't do anything." Styles' chest heaved. Tomlinson had him pinned against the wall, his forearm strong against his ribs. The night air crackled around them and all he could hear was the overlap of their breath, desperation, exquisite need and pain and desire and longing and lingering resistance. He couldn't take his eyes from Tomlinson's lips. The way they fell open to expel air against Harry's jaw. His tongue darting out to wet them between desperate words, making them glisten in what little light there was. His eyes were lidded and unseeing as he himself looked down to stare at Styles' mouth. ~~~ Flying Officer Styles and Sergeant Tomlinson would have likely never crossed paths in a time of peace, their ordinary lives laid out neatly, predictably before them. But then the world became unrecognisable. All too soon they grew accustomed to fear, surrounded by death and destruction, not even their very freedom a certainty anymore. Until they found each other. Comfort. Companionship. Understanding. Another person to lose.

Why I Like It: Amazing. Research into WW2 and what it was like to be queer and hiding a relationship. loved the love story, but also the human side of the war. Very well told.

7. Have Love, Will Travel by Kingsofeverything

Rather than spend the summer working at their desks, Louis and Harry are given the opportunity to crisscross the country together in a tiny camper, filming their adventures for a YouTube series. It soon becomes obvious to their viewers that there's something more than friendship between them. Eventually, they figure it out.

Why I Like It: super cute. Road Trip Larry. Lots of state parks, travel. Louis has a crush and of course they end up together.

8. Heading for Limbo by KingsofEverything

Childhood best friends who've fallen in and out of touch with each other since Louis' family moved away when they were thirteen, Harry and Louis find their paths crossing again and again. Each time, no matter how many miles apart or how many years it's been, it's as if no time has passed. They fall back into their easy friendship, until life intervenes and sends them on their separate ways once more. When Harry discovers some life-changing things about himself, Louis is there for him, however he needs. But it's all temporary because Louis has plans that will move his life from New York all the way to L.A. and the distance isn't the only thing between them. The pieces of their twice broken hearts are scattered from the Atlantic to the Pacific.

Why I Like It: I really liked this one. Slow burn, friends to not-friends, to lovers, to exes, to lovers. Word of caution, H has a gf for part of it, but it's a really nice slow awakening of his sexuality. TW for some angst/pining.

9. Glass Closets and Greenhouses by TiredTiredTz

Charlton Athletic defender Louis Tomlinson and worldwide sex symbol Harry Styles are rumoured to be hooking up after a viral video filmed at Harry’s Wembley show was posted online by Tommo’s twin sisters. Sources close to the pair tell us the couple have been dating for a while, with rumours of house hunting, marriage and even kids on the cards! Styles, 29, is as well known for his whirlwind love life as his chart-topping music. Most recently linked to British fashion designer Alex Millet-Sloan, Harry has stayed tight-lipped on rumours of any romantic rendezvous between himself and footballer Tomlinson, 31, yet fans online are convinced that all evidence points to #Tomlinstyles being the real deal.

Why I Like It: Could have been longer. A bit over the top meet cute w/ the twins setting them up, but over all well done.

10. It's Fine to Fake it 'Til You Make ('Til It's True) by Sunflouwerhabit

Harry dreads an impending visit to his hometown, where he’ll be forced to reunite with a newly engaged ex-boyfriend, a childhood best friend turned near stranger, and a family who never understood just how desperately he needed to leave. In the midst of it all, a ludicrous Twitter proposition brings him to Louis.

Why I Like It: I loved this one. Super cute characters, a little bit of miscommunication, lovely, lovely boys.

11. Like an Endless Summer by objectlesson - no link, I have this as an epub

Louis is an riding instructor at a summer camp, and Harry is a fellow counselor wh he’s been successfully managing his crush on for the last two years. That is, until Harry shows up this year leveled up and lethal, and all Louis’ formerly perfected veneer of nonchalance melts like a popsicle in the sun.

Why I Like It: absolutely lovely. GREAT depiction of the uncertainty of a crush liking you. slow burn, but you see it coming the whole way.

12. The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea by KingsofEverything

Louis' life is steady and calm, moored by his marriage, and tied to his hometown, but after a chance encounter with another man, it'll never be the same.

Why I Like It: really liked this one. TW for cheating. Middle aged man in a loveless marriage realizes he's gay and falls in love with a co-worker. Could totally be a Hallmark movie.

13. Until the Pearls get Lost by LadyLondonderry

London, 1933. Harry Styles, alpha, elusive bachelor and happy third wheel to his coupled friends, receives a visit from one Liam Payne, begging for his help. Liam’s childhood friend Louis is about to become the talk of the city; left at the altar because the mating bond was rejected, Louis will spend the rest of his life in an institution unless Liam can find someone to take him in and care for him as he recovers. Most omegas with failed bonds are never the same again. With rumours swirling around about the reason for the rejected bond, Harry gives in to Liam’s pleas. He hasn’t the slightest idea how that decision will shape the rest of his life.

Why I Like It: This felt like a fairy tale. Great writing. A bit left to the imagination. Almost werewolf-y.

14. Write This Down by Sunflouwerhabit

"And Louis responds by kissing him. He closes his eyes and presses their lips together and hopes it’s enough to distract from how those words cut and extracted critical pieces of his heart, his soul. Louis kisses Harry to avoid sobbing, yelling, pleading, begging him to never, ever use words like always or never or I promise, because they can’t. They don’t have an always. Nevers will forever remain a mere dream. Time has run out for commitments or oaths or pledges and if Louis is going to be okay- if he’s going to enjoy this time with Harry and then let him go and still feel whole- he can’t let himself start thinking long term. He can’t let this become emotional; something more than silliness and fun and sex. He can’t hear Harry say he’s proud of him when he doesn’t know if he’ll ever see him again after this week. 'I miss you,' Harry murmurs, his breaths warm and equally shaky. 'All the time.' Louis kisses him harder."

Why I Like It: I really loved this contemporary romance. Lots of angst, boys being stupid thinking they are protecting each other by not communicating. But ultimately a lovely story. New favorite.

#fanfic #fic recommendation

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sweetsubharry · 4 months

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do you have any childhood sweetheart fics?

I do! Sorry this is so late!! <3

I don't have nearly enough as I'd like I need to stock up on this soon!

The last one in this list wasn't in my mind at first but it has the tag, so it may hit that fix!

When You Know, You Know by mission2feelike

Louis and Harry have been friends for years, their friendship maturing easily from pups to teenagers to adults. By now, Louis is used to what he feels around Harry, the way warmth always spreads through his tummy when his best friend is near, the need to protect him, and the way he's more attuned to Harry than anyone else. He's also used to pushing his inner alpha down and denying the feelings he has for Harry because they don't make sense. But what if acting on instinct and finally listening to his inner alpha is the key that opens the door to the happiness that he never thought was possible?

Faking It by TheCellarDoor

A uni AU in which Louis has been Harry’s best friend since he offered him cubed fruit on the playground, and they spend more time cuddling in their dorm beds than they do apart, but it’s not like that. Or is it?

Aka Harry pretends to date his best friend to escape unwanted attention from a too insistent classmate and hopes it won’t blow up in his face. Featuring embarrassing dildo accidents, awkward boners, longing, first times, late night conversations, emotional discoveries and Niall as the exasperated friend with bad advice.

Take This Sinking Boat and Point It Home by goodgirlfaith (boomersoonerash)

Five times Louis Proposes to Harry and the one time he doesn't.

everything comes back to you by amory

Louis lets out a shuddering breath. “I love you,” he says.

“Fuck you,” Harry replies.

“You know that I’ve always loved you,” Louis continues, not stopping to acknowledge what Harry’s said.

Harry shakes his head. “I know, but sometimes I wonder if that ever went past us just growing up together. We were never apart Louis, never for so many years, and the minute we were you just left me. So sometimes, when I let myself think about it, I think maybe that’s why we don’t work. You were just so used to loving me because you didn’t know anything else.”

Louis and Harry, best friends since before either of them can remember, broke up four years ago. Louis has achieved his dreams of becoming the next big thing while Harry has stayed back, dedicating himself to his studies. Both are content to forget what they had together, until a tragedy brings them right back into each other's lives.

I Sail With You by AFangirlFantasy

Against his wishes, Omega Prince Harry Styles is arranged to mate with someone he doesn’t love, much less knows. Though he pleaded to his parents incessantly, they not only refuse to comply but force him to depart on a ship days later. Harry prays for fate to step in, to change what’s to come, however, the answer he is given is not exactly in the form he had hoped.

Enter Will Tommo – deadliest pirate captain of all seven seas.

#ask lots #lottie fic rec #larry stylinson fanfiction #larry stylinson #louis #harry #harry is louis' baby #childhood friends to lovers #childhood friends #fluff #larry fanfiction #larry

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snippy snippy 🫧

“Lou!! Hi!!” Harry yells, voice echoing through the house. It makes Louis flinch at the sudden noise. “Or is it Louis? I think I like Lou better, it flows better off my tongue.”

He sticks his tongue out as a demonstration, hopping on each foot to take off his soiled adidas sneakers. Louis just stands there, body stiffening and he feels like a stranger in his own home with the way Harry is making himself comfortable. He has a million and one questions in his mind but he doesn’t know what to ask first. Harry has his shirt off now, and gets ready to take off his pants when Louis, reluctantly, clears his throat. Finally, Harry pauses and looks up at Louis, like a deer in headlights.

“Either or is fine,” Louis whispers, trying hard to keep his eyes anywhere besides the almost naked man in front of him. Like a cheeky minx, Harry grins, and resumes taking off his clothes. Once the intruder is in nothing but a pair of black socks and briefs, Harry takes it upon himself to walk to the kitchen.

Fortunately, Louis is quick on his tail, and enters when Harry opens a water bottle and starts downing it like he’s hasn’t had any in a while. Louis bites his lip as he watches his Adam's apple bob, and he has to lean his body against the marble counter to ground himself. Harry’s brown locks are still wet, tiny droplets running down the sides of his neck and smoothing over his sparrows, flawlessly falling onto his pecs.

Don’t get distracted, Tommo, ask him why he’s here.

“How do y-”

Harry interrupts him. “This is my first time in a Brownstone. I live in Long Island, we don’t have those out there.” That must be how he knows Niall, and that makes Louis wonder why they were in the boroughs instead of on the island. Louis lets out a frustrated sigh when Harry leaves the kitchen and starts walking down the hallway full of his embarrassing family pictures.

It’s not that Louis doesn’t want Harry here-that would be a total and utter lie-but, he doesn’t want him snooping around when he has questions that need to be answered. Why is he at Louis’ place on Valentine’s day, and not somewhere else? It also doesn’t help that his ass looks indecently plump in his briefs right now and Louis forces himself to look away when Harry stops dead in his tracks, moving closer to one of the picture frames on the wall.

It’s a family picture of thirteen year old Louis and his parents when they traveled to Disney World. That was his dream vacation and had been a reward for getting good grades that semester. While Louis stares at his prepubescent smiling face, wistfulness clenches in his chest. That’s one of the few times that Louis can remember being content. He had not a single care in the world, everything felt right, and he was happy. All the time.

“I’ve never been to Disney World…,” Harry whispers, breaking the silence before trailing off dreamily.

Louis lets out a quick breath to collect his emotions. “Really?”

Harry shakes his head as he runs a finger down a part of the old photograph, particularly Louis’ face, and moves an inch closer, studying it. “My parents never took me anywhere. After they got divorced, things became, I don’t know, weird?” He sounds almost like he’s asking himself and trying to figure out if that’s the right word he should use. Louis nods, assuming Harry catches the movement when he continues, voice barely above a whisper.

#snippet #boost #ao3 #1d fanfiction #larry fic

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be-with-me-so-happily · 2 years

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Summary: Y/N applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are tour. As she gets better at her job and closer to the band and crew (especially Harry Styles), some of her dreams seem to be coming true, but so are some of her fears.

A/N: Trust me, this one has less of Sarah. Some, but way less. Promise.

Warnings: Some language, alcohol consumption, jealousy

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CHAPTER 15 -

I'M WATCHING YOU LIKE THIS, IMAGINING YOU'RE MINE

Jan 21st, 2015

The past week has been full of meetings and smug looks from Sarah. It has actually made it easier to get back to having control over your emotions. You feel like you can handle it now.

:liam: hi darling

:you: payno!

:liam: tommo and i are in town now

:you: yay!

:liam: want to go for drinks tomorrow?

:you: yes please

:liam: bring the girls

:you: send me the details of when and where

~~~~~

Jan 22nd, 2015

Against your personal preference, you let Sarah know about the bar invite. You're not going to be petty, or decide who can and cannot hang out with the guys. You're not a big fan of hers but you figure you'll have others to talk to.

"Ryan said he is coming, right?" Natalie asks.

"Yeah. He said he'd meet up with us after work." You respond.

You are wearing a white t-shirt with a leopard logo on the front in black. You've paired it with an extra long black blazer jacket that ends just above the hemline of the gold sequin shorts you've got on. You add some black boots, roll up the sleeves of the blazer, add some gold bracelets, and you feel sexy as hell.

"Well, with the outfit you're wearing, someone will be… cumming… for sure…" She winks.

"You're actually gross." You laugh.

"Come on Y/N, I think he's being so patient." She whines.

"Why do I have to get with him? He knows I just had a breakup. You seem to have forgotten, but he knows."

"He likes you. I just thought it could be something more." She shrugs.

"I don't know. Not now."

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You, Natalie, and Levi arrive at the club. Again, you're allowed to take advantage of the 'One Direction perks' you've acquired and walk right in.

You're taken to a private alcove on the back side of the large, open club, seeing Liam and Louis sitting in the booth with Jade and a few of their other friends.

You give everyone hugs and Louis calls out "looking good, love" as he motions you over.

"Replay!" You shout back, amusing yourself by using one of their own pranks against him.

He rolls his eyes. "Looking good, love."

You walk over, slide into the booth next to him, and he waves down a waitress to take your drink order.

"Right, what'll you have?" He asks.

"Margarita please." He nods, gives your order to the waitress, and sits down next to you.

"How's it going?" He asks.

"Good, the meetings have been… packed with details, so I'm ready for the tour to start. You?"

"Yeah, yeah, ready. Are… you gonna be alright with it? With everyone?"

"I'm fine. I'm there to do my job, I'm an intern, nothing more." You assure him.

"You're our friend too Y/N/N."

"Damn, guess I have two jobs now." You joke, and he pokes your side. You know what he means. Those guys are your buddies. Your friends. You love them.

Your drinks arrive and you both take a couple of sips.

"I'm 'appy you're still coming."

"I wouldn't miss it. I can't miss it, it's my job, but I wouldn't miss it either. I guess I love you guys." You smile.

Louis is easy to be around and likes to keep the mood light, and you find yourself laughing and laughing until your stomach hurts. You order another margarita then chat with Liam for a bit, asking about Sophia and his family. You dance around in your group's little alcove with Jade. It's fun. It's been a fun night so far.

The vibes are dimmed when you see Sarah walk in through the front door. She starts to walk over towards the table but is distracted by something near the bar. Your eyes follow as she makes her way over and stops right in front of Mr. Harry Styles, who suddenly shifts his staring from (what looked like) your group over to her.

[How long has he been here?]

You check the time on your phone to gauge when Ryan will arrive, and notice that Harry had sent you a text.

:harry: can we please talk over here real quick?

It was sent half an hour ago, which means he had been standing over there for at least that long. He had been waiting over there, hanging back and away from the group, waiting for you to even just see the message.

You start to feel a little bad. Just a little. He has been a major asshole lately, so you are a bit pissed off, but maybe he wanted to at least be cordial with each other tonight. That could help make things easier on tour too.

:you: sorry. we can still talk real quick if you want

You look over and see him subtly check his text. His head darts in your direction, darts back down to his phone as he nods, and then lifts back up to Sarah as she continues to talk.

You slam down the rest of your drink and make your way to the bar, using the empty glass as a reason to be over there.

"Hey guys." You say, as you reach the counter and motion the bartender for another.

Sarah is leaning against the counter and her back is towards you. She partially turns around to acknowledge you with just a sound, and then turns back to Harry.

"Hey Y/N." Harry replies. "Oh, actually Y/N, I need to… talk to you about some of the outfits we had picked… back at that X-Factor gig."

You look at him, puzzled. "Okay... now?"

"Yeah, b'fore I forget." He replies, just staring at you. You realize he is trying to suggest that you talk in private, and hint for Sarah to leave. But she doesn't move, just sips on her drink.

[Does she not get it, or just not want to?]

"Where should we…?" You point around, pretending to look for a place to chat.

"Here's fine, won't take long." Harry replies, glancing at Sarah.

"Okay." [For fucks sake Sarah…]

"Sarah, can you grab a spot at the booth, this'll take a minute then I'm headed over there." He finally suggests, and she sombers over to the group.

You watch him as he watches her walk away. It's not clear if he is making sure she is out of earshot, or if he is checking her out as she leaves.

But you find yourself taking the moment to admire his face. The angle of his jaw, the stubble he has been trying to grow out, the comforting sea-foam green of his eyes, the way his curly hair is now hitting just below his shoulders, and how he looks like he is on the verge of either a frown or a smile.

You catch yourself before you whimper at the thought of missing all of it.

He breaks his glance and places it on you. He uses his whole chest and shoulders as he lets out a huge sigh.

"Hi." He starts, as he musters a smile and shifts his gaze to the ground. "I… umm… I really don't know what I wanted to say, if I'm honest."

"It's not about the outfits… is it?" You state.

He clears his throat, "no."

[Is he nervous? He's still cute when he's nervous]

"I can come back later…" you offer.

"No, umm…" he frowns and his gaze slowly makes its way back up to you, stopping quickly where that one piece of special jewelry lays at the base of your neck. His frown softens. He looks up but his attention quickly shifts to something behind you, and his frown reappears.

"Nevermind." He sighs.

It's your turn to frown. You swear he really wanted to say something and you swear that his tone was gentle, and friendly. But now his demeanor has shifted.

Suddenly, you feel someone's shoulder bump up against you.

"Hey punk." You turn to see Ryan now at your side. "Hey man, I'm Ryan, didn't get to introduce myself the other day." He reaches to shake Harry's hand.

"I'm Harry."

"Nice to meet you man." He smiles.

"You too, mate."

Ryan looks at you then back at Harry. "Is this one rocking it as a stylist, or what?

"She's actually the best one." Harry admits, looking down at the ground for a minute before meeting your eyes again with a disappointed expression. "I'm gonna head to the booth, maybe we can go over… those style options… later." He walks away.

Ryan orders a drink and turns towards you again, interrupting your befuddled gaze as you watch Harry head over to the group.

"He seems like a nice dude." Ryan states.

"Yeah." You snap your attention back to him. "They're all pretty cool and down-to-earth, considering how ridiculously famous they are." You admit. "They are my best friends, actually."

"That's really cool. Who's your favorite?" He chuckles.

"I can't answer that!" You gently hit his arm. "It's Niall." You laugh.

Ryan's drink comes and he starts making his way to the group, but you let him know you're going to grab another margarita.

[This is your fourth one…]

As you wait for your drink, you lean against the bar, realizing that this whole situation is making it a bit harder to control your emotions than you thought it would. He hurt you, but you care about him, and you miss him. And then there's all the bullshit with Sarah. It's so messy.

[Are you actually going to be able to handle this?]

Natalie sneaks up next to you. "Hey honey, we need some air, wanna come?'

"Yes please." You look up and see that Jade is with her. You grab your fresh drink and follow them out to a small patio on the side of the club building. The three of you sit at a table in the back corner.

"So… is it me or is Sarah just on another level of annoying now?" Jade asks.

You and Natalie laugh.

"Girl, it's frustratingly comical at this point.' Natalie states.

"What's gotten into her?" Jade asks.

"It's more about what hasn't gotten into her… or who hasn't gotten into her…"

Natalie busts up laughing and you two join.

"She's so vain." Jade states. "But doesn't… well, doesn't Harry like you, Y/N?"

"What?!"

She throws her hands up in defense. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry. It just seemed like he would walk through fire for you or something."

You can only try and clear the lump in your throat.

"Yeah… well…" you shrug.

"Ryan seems really nice though." She adds.

"He is. He's a good friend."

"You're not dating him?"

"No, she's not." Natalie chimes in. "And I don't know why…"

You roll your eyes and your phone buzzes.

:harry: where'd you go?

:harry: can we talk now?

:you: i needed some air

:harry: can i meet ya out there?

:you: sure

You look up at Natalie, who has seen you texting. You motion your head to the door and she stands up. "Jade, wanna see if we can score some free drinks from that bartender you thought was cute?"

"Absolutely!" Jade giggles then looks at you.

"Go, girl. I need a minute to myself anyway. Bit tipsy I guess." You wave to the door and as they walk in, Harry walks out. You hear Jade chuckle as the door closes.

"Hello again." He slightly smiles, as he sits down.

"Hi." You reciprocate. "So, what's up?"

He sighs. It takes him a minute to say anything, but he throws his hair up in a small bun and starts talking.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I'm sorry I was rude."

"Okay. I forgive you."

"Just like that?"

"Yeah, just like that." You assure him.

"Umm… okay."

"I love my job Harry, and I want to keep doing it, so I'm moving past it."

"Right. Professionalism."

"Exactly. Back to business." You add.

"So, we're alright then?"

"Yeah. I don't want tension on the tour, I'm sure you don't either. So let's just…"

"Be friends?" He asks, hopeful.

"Let's… let's just start with a friendly work environment first, okay?." You reply.

His head lowers, but he nods. "Yeah, I can do that." He sighs. "I… I just miss you."

"Don't do that, Harry."

"M'sorry. I… I just… I do." He whimpers slightly as he shakes his head.

"If this is gonna be too difficult then-"

"No!" He cuts you off, and quiets his tone. "No, you love this job. I don't want to keep you from… from doing what you love. I don't mind having you around." He pauses. "I'll keep it professional."

[Wait, why did that hurt a little bit?]

"Sounds good to me."

"Can I just say one more thing?" He mildly pleads.

"What's that?"

"You look really, really pretty."

[Nope. Nope. No blushing. Nope.]

~~~~~

Jan 23rd, 2015

You wake up with your head in a daze. Partially from the multiple margaritas, and partly because of how the night played out. You are thankful that it ended cordially, at least between you and Harry. Once Sarah saw you and Harry walk back inside together, she just continued to stare daggers at you and also ramped up the flirting. But you and Harry were both able to enjoy the rest of the night around each other, even exchanging smiles if you were involved in the same conversation. It was nice. You didn't let it bring your walls down, of course, but it was nice.

You lounge around in bed and open up social media. Twitter is flooded with photos of Liam, Louis, and Harry from the night before. Obviously you know their celebrity status, but it still manages to surprise you at how a simple night out at the club can end up plastered all over the internet. You don't really notice it when it's happening, or you are at least not bothered by it, because you are just living in those moments.

You notice that you are in some, laughing with Louis, or just talking with Liam. You didn't even know the photos were taken, and you really don't even care. However, you do feel some relief seeing that there are not any of you and Harry having your little chat out on the secluded patio. He would probably feel relieved, considering how he reacted the last time the paparazzi snapped some shots of you with Liam and Sophia.

~~~~~

It's been another relaxing day, which you are taking advantage of, since you'll be flying all over the world in a few weeks. After dinner, you take a nice long shower and settle into bed right before your phone rings.

:harry: hi pretty girl!

:you: it's jeff's party tonight isn't it?

:harry: yup! why?

:you: are you drunk?

:harry: it's hard to tell

:you: it's really not

:you: just… go have fun bud

:harry: okay, call ya later

:you: no harry don't

[What is going on in that kid's brain?]

You lay down. You remember feeling hurt, you remember breaking up, and you remember him being a total asshole about two weeks ago. Yet you can't help but to smile at the thought of him wanting to text you when he's been drinking, of him missing you that much, of how cute he is when he does it.

[No, what is wrong with you? This can't happen again. At least keep your distance, keep it at a friend's level and nothing else.]

You shake off the thoughts. You've done so well putting the pieces of your heart back together already and guarding it again. You don't want to undo that progress. You snuggle under the blankets, close your eyes, and let your mind drift off.

~~~~~

You wake up to the sound of your phone ringing, again. It's completely dark out and you fumble around to find your phone on the bed. You growl as you see that the clock says it's 2 am. You answer the phone with a whisper.

"H- hello?"

"Hey love."

"Harry? It's 2am."

"M'sorry."

"Are you okay?"

"I… I just miss you."

"Where are you?"

"At home. Will you come over?"

"What? No."

"Do you miss me too?"

"I… it's just…."

"You don't miss me."

"Harry, this isn't fair."

"No, it's not. Now you have him…"

"Him, who?"

"That Ryan guy."

"We can't do this."

"He likes you."

"Okay. We can't do this."

"I want it to be me."

"Harry. Stop."

"I fucking hate this Y/N."

"Please, stop."

"I hate that he gets to be with you."

"Knock it off."

"Every time I see you, I miss you more."

"Harry. Please, stop. This is mean."

"Fuck... I just fucked it up again."

"I should go."

"I'm so so sorry."

"Goodni-"

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Series Masterlist || Chapter 14 || Chapter 16

Taglist: @watermelonsugacry @tw1nflamebruis3 @slut4lilyrose @pinktakeaway @hopefulwastelandcreation @tenaciousperfectionunknown @his-only-angel-1989

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The lovely and talented @phd-mama tagged me to rec 5 fics of mine that I really like, so here they are:

Have a Nice Trip {6k E}

While Harry and his roommate Louis are stuck at home practicing social distancing, they decide to take a little trip to pass the time.

Harry’s obsessed with Louis�� ass and has a flair for speaking without thinking. My favorite part is the very last few lines, but I don’t want to spoil it, so just read it XD

Always a Bridesmaid {30k E}

While Harry’s friends are all getting engaged or married, he’s nowhere near walking down the aisle to his own happily ever after.

The night before his best friend’s wedding, Harry falls into bed with a silver haired stranger who makes him wonder what his own forever might look like.

I go back to this one often just because Louis and Harry are so smitten with each other. It’s instant! They’re so into each other! Plus Silver Fox Louis! One of my favorite parts:

“You’re telling me you don’t pick up younger men in bars every weekend, Louis?”

“No,” Louis scoffs, but then he grabs Harry’s hand and pulls him to a stop at the edge of the sidewalk. “Would it be a problem if I did?” Harry shakes his head, marveling at the feel of Louis’ hand in his. “Is it a problem that I don’t?”

Harry shakes his head again, staring at the shadow Louis’ eyelashes cast on his cheeks. It makes him feel special, but he keeps that to himself. “No.”

“Should I ask you the same question?”

“You can,” Harry says, though he doesn’t want to bore Louis with the mundane details of his life, he can’t help wanting to tell him everything. “You can ask me anything you want to know.”

Louis glances left and right, then squeezes Harry’s hand and points across the street. “Do you want ice cream?”

No Hold to Hold Onto {48k E}

Injured after being thrown from a bronc, Harry doesn’t know if he’ll ever compete again.

His only hope is a man called Tommo, a world champion rider who retired at the top of his game.

When Harry goes looking for help learning a new way to rope and ride, the last thing he expects to find is love.

My first ever historical fic! AND COWBOYS!!! I love this one so much and I wish it was more popular. One of my favorite parts:

“Sit,” Louis says, taking the chair across from Harry. He reaches for Harry’s hand, touch gentler than Harry expected as he guides him to lay it in the bowl. With the whiskey bottle poised to pour, he warns, “This’ll sting.”

“Yep. Yep, that stings,” Harry says, clenching his other hand into a fist and biting his lower lip as Louis pours whiskey over his blisters.

“You whine like a baby when that bronc busted your hand?” Louis asks, taking a swig out of the bottle and passing it to Harry.

“Ever heard a horse scream?” Harry asks, relaxing as the burning subsides. When Louis nods, Harry says, “Sounded like that.”

“You sayin’ you’re part horse?” Louis asks, and Harry gives a half hearted shrug. “That why your pecker’s as big as it is?”

Someone to Fly Home To {35k E}

Louis. 55 year old pilot who wants someone to fly home to.

Harry swipes right.

Or Louis and Harry’s marriage ended more than a decade ago, but fate keeps bringing them back together.

This fic was just supposed to be a little unfinished story I posted on Tumblr. I saw this post and had to write the scene where they realize they live in the same place. So the Tumblr ficlet is actually pretty far into the fic, but my favorite part is when Harry is babysitting their granddaughter and Louis helps get her to go to sleep. It’s just so sweet and Harry’s still so in love with his ex-husband.

Have Love, Will Travel {97k E}

Rather than spend the summer working at their desks, Louis and Harry are given the opportunity to crisscross the country together in a tiny camper, filming their adventures for a YouTube series.

It soon becomes obvious to their viewers that there’s something more than friendship between them. Eventually, they figure it out.

I wanted to write a camper fic for years before I wrote this one and I went through a million ideas. I’m so glad I got so obsessed with this idea lol it was super fast to write and so fun! The research was interesting and I loved watching videos of the parks and the activities that Louis and Harry did on their trip. The first half of this fic is all about pining and the second half is all about good communication! In my opinion, this is the perfect comfort fic.

Tagging these 5 people 💚 @louandhazaf @dinosaursmate @greenfeelings @mediawhorefics @juliusschmidt

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30 Days of Smut Snippets - Day 24

I’m cheating again today and posting something from a fic I posted like ten years ago (it’s not on AO3) because I didn’t get a chance to write something today, and now I don’t feel very well! But I do like this scene, so here ya go!

“You remember the first time you watched me, don’t you?” Harry almost whispered.

Louis’ cock jumped with betrayal, and he prayed Harry didn’t notice. Louis shifted and shook his head.

“Yeah, you do,” Harry went on, turning his head to look at his boyfriend as he continued to move his fist down himself. “I was laying just like this.” He slowly drew his legs up until his feet were flat on the mattress and his knees were bent. “And you’d told me you were going out. But you didn’t.”

Louis shuddered slightly, turning the page in his book to make it look like he was actually reading it, rather than hanging on Harry’s every word and reliving the scene in his head.

“And cheeky little Tommo spied right through the barely open door, watching his best friend rub one out,” Harry continued teasing.

Louis tried to keep his breath even, but he was hard, and Harry knew it. Louis could just tell. “Why didn’t you stop if you knew I was there?” was all Louis could manage to say, still not daring to lift his eyes from the shaking book clutched between his fingers.

Harry let out a chuckle. “Guess I’m a sucker for those curious blue eyes, baby. An exhibitionist,” he sighed, bucking upwards to punctuate his statement.

(Find the rest here)

#daysofsmuttysnippets

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tarnished-butsogrand · 1 year

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I posted 593 times in 2022

30 posts created (5%)

563 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@indomies

@wonderfulcinderella

@justapayneaway

@itsallaboutzayn

@anditwentlikethis

I tagged 452 of my posts in 2022

Only 24% of my posts had no tags

#zologram malik - 45 posts

#eternals - 31 posts

#lord payno - 28 posts

#tommo the tease - 28 posts

#taylor swift - 18 posts

#sambucky - 15 posts

#ziam - 14 posts

#art - 11 posts

#marvel - 10 posts

#druig - 10 posts

Longest Tag: 135 characters

#and that's. big setback when everyone around me will go to any length to preserve their relationship with people they don't like at all

My Top Posts in 2022:

Probably won't be here long, but how's everyone and everything? I feel completely detached but I have missed all of you, loads!

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Hey, I was wondering if anyone could help me with some information about this?

I am still in college, and I really want to work and have a source of income to save up for my future education. I just don't know how to get started. I am inclined towards copywriting and proof reading, because I sufficiently well-versed in English (I think) and that's the kind of work I won't feel burdened by. I am also in third year of med school if that's a skill set (?) I can put to use?

So if anyone could please tell me how to start and go about it? I have heard of Fiverr and sites like that, but a bit more information would be really helpful. Thanks!

5 notes - Posted January 27, 2022

So I watched Eternals (finally) and... God. It wasn't bad or anything, just the star cast raises your expectations and the movie is unable to meet them. It was also sad to see Hollywood making a mockery out of Bollywood once again. This has to stop, c'mon. A true example of representation for representation's sake.

And Eros is just Harry Styles at a fancy dress party. Walks like him, talks like him, and is also Thanos' brother for some reason. I just don't get it. At all.

Also watch Marvel contradict themselves in terms of timelines and shit. The Eternals are presumably in the same universe as the rest of the Avengers, no idea how that's supposed to work out.

The only people in the movie that remotely made me root for them were Druig and Makkari. Loved those two sooooo muchhh.

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maybe love is still opening up someone's tumblr after they have been gone for more than a year just to check whether they're back. who says friendship doesn't hurt?

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My #1 post of 2022

I mean...

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sleepy82louih · 2 years

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Why Our Idiot Son Fractured His Elbow – an MBTI Explanation

I saw a post on tumblr made by the amazing @louisandtheaquarian about why Louis went ahead and fractured his elbow based on his zodiac sign, which you can read here, and I was inspired, so I decided to make a post about why Louis fractured his elbow based on his Myers-Briggs Type Indicator.

DISCLAIMER! This post is based on my personal thought that Louis Tomlinson is ENTP – making his cognitive function go in the order of Ne Ti Fe Si – so you should keep that in mind, if you choose to proceed.

Alright, let's get into it!

Louis' Dominant cognitive function is Ne (Extraverted Intuition), followed by an Auxiliary Ti (Introverted Thinking), supported by a Tertiary Fe (Extraverted Feeling), and finished by an Inferior Si (Introverted Sensing).

Let's begin from the top. Ne, as a dominant function, acts as an idea-creating machine; It endlessly and relentlessly creates concepts, ideas, and connects all of them together. It takes the concepts from the outer world, creates connections, and makes up an idea. Ne doesn't really care what kind of idea it creates; They can go from a hundred percent rational to ten hundred percent insane. As long as this dot and that dot connect, Ne keeps on going.

It's probably Ne's fault that the idea of the footrace even took form – or any of the activities between Louis and his bandmates, really. Actually, take that a little further back, and you get to see why so many pranks took place during 1D days, all led by the one and only, Louis Tomlinson. Lemon is shoes? Insane, makes zero sense. Let's do it! Silly-string in the middle of a show? Absolutely ridiculous, execute! Screaming for God knows what reason? Bound to make you look a bit mad, tear those lungs apart!

(On a more positive note, this is probably where Louis' creativity comes from. And it shows in his lyric writing process. Ne just does not stop producing ideas.)

So, Ne has this brilliant idea of doing every race in the menu for the fun of it.

That's where Ti steps in.

Ti pulls the brakes on that a bit. Ti is probably the only thing that stops Louis from jumping off the stage and running into the crowd– well, almost. Ti is introverted, so it may be hard to see Louis as a logical person, but. Let me give you this example:

Ti is driven by something beyond like or dislike, love or hate, or the likes of that. Ti really doesn't care for morality upfront. If something sounds ridiculous to Ti, it will be called out instantly. Which is why Louis calls people out on their bullshit almost all the time. (And is why I think Louis is an ENTP and not an ENFP – if he was driven by Aux Fi, he wouldn't have opened a car door to call out a paparazzi for not doing his job while calling him a 'fucking loser'.) Because sometimes, what people say and do sounds and looks completely illogical to his inner logic.

Ti cares little for what other people think is logical. Ti is the reason why Louis is such a rule-breaker and had a knack for making Paul's life hell because none of those rules made sense to him, and so he dismissed them all. Being anything other than honest and straightforward makes little sense to him, thus he dismisses it, and calls people out without shame. He doesn't mean to be rude, which is why his harsher acts of utter sass are almost always followed by a semi-apology (courtesy of his Fe), he just has a personal set of logical rules and plays by them, not caring if they break the rules of the outer world.

His Ti entertains his Ne a lot, let's just say that.

So, Ne says footrace is a good idea. Ti thinks that it is safe, so it is a good idea. Ti also thinks that winning is very nice, sound logic, so there we have the competitive strike coming right up. Fe thinks that, since this is such a great idea, why not go and have fun with all these nice other people who will come with us, if I will it?

Ah yes, the Tommo charm. Ne's insane ideas, fool-proofed by Ti's watch, sound all nice and dandy, but only to a selected group of people who match his level of spontaneousness (like Zayn). So, what makes others tag along with his opinions, starting with his band agreeing to races and 1D boys basically rolling with whatever he did and said, and ending his fans being convinced that flipping him off is not actually rude?

Fe. Your answer is Fe.

Fe reads the room. Fe asserts what atmosphete people generate, what air they carry, and tries to shift it slightly around to match personal wishes. Fe is the one that cares what people think, instantaneously following up a harsh sass with a well-meant 'I'm joking!' to make sure no one is offended.

Fe also loves having people on board with itself. Fe is what gets others to agree with an idea, by making sure that they're comfortable with it. Louis is an extrovert, so he naturally enjoys being around other people, thrives on their attention and sharing moments with them. There's nothing better for fueling his energy than a group of people who agree to go with what he says.

So, Ne says footrace, Ti agrees, and Fe thinks that the more, the merrier. And then, Si.

... Si? Pssst... Where the heck is Si?

Ah yes, Si! Inferior, funny little Si. Inferior, funny, vastly ignored little Si by the very excited, very charged, very ruling Ne. So IGNORED, that this man mistook his broken ELBOW, for his WRIST.

sigh.

Si does two main things; One, it keeps track of inner body sensations. And two, it keeps track of past memories and experiences.

Si shows very loudly when Louis is calm, and is reviewing the past events. He talks very often about his past; from his experience in the band to his friendships to whatever nonsense his history teacher said when he was in school. Si (assisted by Ne) connects the past events and creates a picture of experiences and flashbacks, making sense of memories (Ti), and thus, leading to maturity.

But it's still inferior, it's subconscious. It works silently in the background, and, if overshadowed by Ne, it may go completely ignored.

So:

Ne comes up with insane ideas one after the other, making a long list,

Ti thinks them through, rules out the mad ones, keeps the ones it personally agrees with, regardless of what people say,

Fe knows what people say, but eventually gets them going with the ideas either way, all while working on getting them to like Louis as a person who deeply cares, despite the rough edges, which speeds up the process,

And Si is the tiny one who, in this chaos, gets confused and mistakes a broken elbow for a broken wrist, all the while being ignored by our dear, overexcited, competitive Louis as it tries to voice out past experiences that might've ended in similar disasters.

And it keeps being ignored as Louis forgets the sling and the poor, broken elbow completely after like three days.

This is why Louis, ENTP, thirty years old, originated from Donny itself, broke his elbow in an overexcited footrace just so he could win.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

-Truly yours, Clair, a nerd

#mbti #entp personality #mbti entp #1d mbti #louis tomlinson #louis mbti #entp louis #lmao I am a nerd #God knows why I wrote this instead of sleeping #now ask me to write a paper for school #suddenly my brain is dead #oh well #I guess my school doesn't have a subject around Lou #anyyywho #tell me if you think of anything more!#(whether it's EntpLou or not)

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hannahsmusings · 2 years

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Lou

You know me well, babe. I hate losing. *he chuckles, leaning down and brushing his nose against yours, totally forgetting about the crowd of people who were around, pecking your lips, letting his lips linger a bit before pulling away, rubbing his nose against yours before wrapping his arms around you tighter, hugging you close, looking over at the lads* We dominated you. How’s that loss feel, Nialler? In your own home, no less! *Louis just laughs boisterously as Niall flips him off, watching his 2 friends drink down the rest of the beer cups that were left* There ya go, lads. Drink up! *he covers your head and ducks a bit as Liam throws an empty cup in your direction* Oy, no need to get violent! *he can’t help but laugh, the cup coming nowhere near the pair of you, it all being in good fun* *he looks down at you, his eyes wide and bright* Want another blue drink, babe? Or some more Tommo Juice?

*Niall perks up as he hears Louis’ words, finding this the best opportunity to embarrass the older man* Oh, Lou, come on… we know you like her but keep the dirty talk to a minimum in front of guests, yeah? *he gives Louis a faux innocent look, trying his hardest not to smirk smugly to himself, knowing Louis was not going to appreciate that comment*

*Louis’ cheeks flush and he turns towards Niall, narrowing his eyes* Fuck off, will you? Don’t be that much of a sore loser, Horan, it’s not cute. *he gave his friend a warning look, hating that Liam and Niall and even drunken Harry were all giving him the same look, that ‘you like her’ look, Louis never being one to get all flushed in front of someone after they made a joke like that, Lou usually being the one to make the joke in the first place* *he turns back to you, giving you a smile* Do you want another drink of some sort? *he mentally flips off Niall as he hears him snickering behind him*

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*eyes locked on yours, smiling fondly up at you with my arms around your neck, leaning up to return your soft kiss and grinning a little into your neck as you hug me tighter, enjoying our win before pulling back a little, feeling nice and relaxed after the drinking before ducking and laughing loudly as we avoid the cups, looking up at you at your question and not hearing the innuendo at first until Niall calls you out on it, cheeks flaming and unable to stop the laugh that escapes at your reaction, giggling and shaking my head as I flip Niall off playfully* You just proved my point about you guys being children. *grins a little before looking up at you and seeing you were getting shy, pulling out my flask with a grin and sipping it* I’m all good here.

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♥️ Recently Read Fics - February 2022 ♥️

These are all the amazing fics I read over the past month (from shortest to longest). Don’t forget to leave kudos and comments to show the authors your appreciation if you read any of these! 💗

♥️ what’s that sound by @onlyfor-thegays (485, NR)

An omega freaking out the first time they hear an alpha purr because they were raised by and around betas and omegas. They had never heard it before and they freaked out thinking their alpha was hurt.

♥️ The Phantom Heart by @haztobegood (500, NR)

Harry notices the small stain at the edge of fabric. She scrapes her nail across the mark. It won’t come off. A smudge of crusted paint forever staining the threads baby pink with a bittersweet memory.

♥️ Thunder and Rain by @neondiamond (628, G, yes this one is mine, but we love a bit of self-promo in this house)

There’s a storm outside and Louis can’t find the puppies. Luckily, Harry’s there.

♥️ let me show you by @thestylinsons (1k, T)

After three rounds and several empty bottles, Louis is feeling a bit tipsy and everyone else seems to be enjoying themselves. Niall has just finished his turn, “Never have I ever got a tattoo”, to which everyone else groans and reluctantly drinks. Louis laughs to himself because he remembers the time he swore he’d never get a tattoo, and now he’s got an arm full. At this point, the alcohol slides down Louis’ throat like honey.

“Tommo, it’s your turn now.” He hums and looks around the room. Niall’s staring at him, giddy off the high of his last turn. Harry’s got both hands around his drink now, the label torn to pieces on the floor. Zayn and Liam are next to each other, and Louis remembers Zayn telling everyone something that happened a few months ago.

Or, everyone plays 'Never Have I Ever', and Louis discovers something about himself.

♥️ Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now by @allwaswell16 (1k, NR)

Louis is having a personal crisis, a third Valentine's Day being single. Unless he meets someone this week at the high end department store he works at, he'll be stuck going to Niall's Valentine's Day party--again.

Or the one where Harry mistakes Louis for a mannequin.

♥️ forever&more by @solitudeandchaos (1k, G)

Harry hands the envelope over to her and watches her throw it into the bin full of letters.

“Are you sure it’ll get to New Zealand in time?”

“It should but it’s hard to tell with Covid.”

Harry bit his lip worriedly, nodded and tapped his phone against the card machine to pay.

it's valentine's day. harry and louis haven't seen each other in two and a half months, they swap valentine's day cards from eleven thousand miles apart.

♥️ as long as there’s us by @hershelsue (2k, G)

Harry and Zayn discuss what to do for Valentine's Day. It doesn't really matter.

♥️ Happy Valentine’s Day, You Cockroach by @allwaswell16 (2k, NR)

Harry Styles, new director of the Milltown Zoo, has a great idea for a Valentine's Day themed fundraiser. For a donation, they'll name cockroaches after people's exes and then feed them to the meerkats on a live stream. He just didn't foresee how many cockroaches would end up with his name...

♥️ you (lost and lonely) by @hershelsue (2k, E)

Harry and Louis have a couple of days together before Louis goes on tour. Sometimes, however, dysphoria hits Harry harder than he can handle. Louis makes it alright.

♥️ Lips of an Angel by @beelou (2k, G)

And Louis can’t believe what he’s seeing. A man, cuddling with a grown bear. Literally rubbing its belly like a contented puppy. He can hear baby talk coming out of the man’s mouth too. Louis rubs his eyes to see if this is actual real life, but when he uncovers them, the sight before him is still there. He didn’t think that when he took his siblings to the zoo that they would see something as odd as this.

♥️ Sleepy Nouis series by @ladyaj-13 (2k, T)

A collection of unrelated Niall and Louis stories where for whatever reason, they end up in bed together.

♥️ take me home (forever and ever) by @twoghostsdancin (2k, T)

As he grips the counter tightly with his sweaty palms, the cashier gives him a concerned glance, an eyebrow angling in confusion. Louis is sure he’s saying something, but he can’t hear a single thing coming out of his mouth. It’s like someone just turned off all his senses, and all he can hear in his ears is a faint ringing sound. He staggers backward, his mind swirling, and his breaths shallow until he feels himself fall into a strong grip.

The world goes black.

Or. The first time Louis falls, Harry catches him. The second time he falls, it’s for Harry.

♥️ At Last by @juliusschmidt (3k, T)

That’s when Louis sees it, scrawled in the corner: let’s do valentine’s.

There’s a few more notes after that, a place and a number, but Louis can’t process them in that moment.

His heart pounds and his head spins. Zayn wants to spend Valentine’s Day… with Louis. Louis’d spent so much time equivocating about whether or not to ask Zayn on a date that Zayn had beat him to it.

♥️ Gonna Dress You Up In My Love by @fallinglikethis (3k, T)

Harry decides to take up knitting. He's horrible at it.

Louis wears everything anyway.

♥️ I Can Be Your Vice by @littleroverlouis (3k, E)

It could be his innate flight or fight instincts kicking in. His predator is closing in and he is the prey. Fear would be a rational response.

After all, there is a centuries old vampire standing directly behind him.

“You’re ahead of schedule, Louis.”

Or Harry and Louis are FWBB (friends with bloodsucking benefits)

♥️ I'll do anything you say (If you say it with your hands) by @harrystomlinson (3k, G)

"What d'ya say curly?" Louis raises his eyebrow, mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"I'll do anything you say." Harry's voice comes out breathy, eyes widening when he realised what he'd said.

Louis doesn't reply- only takes his hand and pulls him in.

♥️ Make Your Mark by @ladyaj-13 (3k, T)

When one of Liam's classmates isn't getting the hint that he's not interested, Louis suggests they make him look unavailable.

♥️ Been Waitin’ (After Weekend After Weekend After) by @absoloutenonsense (3k, T)

Louis and Harry meet at a laundromat.

♥️ Validation by @lululawrence (3k, NR)

“Hey, how are you?” Harry asked. He’d found that sometimes just a smile and a kind face was all that was needed to brighten someone’s day.

“Oh, uhm. I’m alright. Can you validate me? »

Harry chuckled inwardly, but decided to go ahead and take him literally.

Or the one where Harry worked in a parking garage and he totally didn’t mean for this, the whole validation of people as well as their parking tickets, to become a thing. It just kinda...did.

♥️ Somersault by @sun-lt (4k, G)

“Got you something,” Louis whispers eventually.

Something in Harry’s stomach fizzes; the idea of presents—especially surprise ones—has never failed to evoke somersault excitement in his belly. And though he never has any expectations, it’s certainly not uncommon for Louis to spoil him like this when he knows Harry’s had a rubbish sort of day.

Louis gets Harry presents. Harry’s contemplating getting Louis a ring.

♥️ in the shallow water, you can swim around me (i won’t mind) by @non-binharry (4k, E)

“What’s got you all worked up this morning, princess?”

Louis tickles up Harry's ribs and Harry squirms, slapping his hands away.

"Your little footie players are in here giving their mummy hell this morning." Harry explains. “I could barely sleep so I had a little bath. I thought it was only fair that you give me a hand to lotion myself up.”

“And just where do you want me to rub you down, my love?” Louis asks, an amused lilt to his question. Harry knows that Louis had already figured out exactly what he was really getting at, too embarrassed to flat out say he was horny at 8 o’clock on a Thursday morning. Harry’s libido was going haywire in his final trimester, and while Louis was never going to refuse pulling his cock out to give his baby exactly what he wanted, Harry felt undignified over the reality that he could barely function these days if he didn’t do something first to relieve the aching pressure building just beneath the surface.

“Hmm,” Harry says, tapping his chin, “I think I want you to start… here.”

♥️ Click by @allwaswell16 (5k, E)

When Louis got assigned a roommate, he wasn’t exactly thrilled, but as far as roommates go Marcel was a pretty good one. That was until Marcel started clicking a counter everywhere he went...

♥️ baby I’ll never leave (if you keep holding me this way) by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed (6k, T)

His fingers curl around the first thing he can find that would be suitable as a weapon, an umbrella that has a rather impressive looking metal pin at the end. He holds it in front of him the way he imagines people hold a sword, tiptoeing through his living room until he can find whoever’s in his kitchen. He briefly considers calling 999, figures that if someone’s trying to burgle him, he should probably not be a hero and actually rely on professionals to arrest them, but he’s never been the type to sit back and wait, and -- is that singing?

It is singing. Whoever is trying to rob him is in his kitchen, singing an eighties pop song under their breath.

And they made cookies?

♥️ you bring me home by @solvetheminourdreams (6k, G)

OTRA Melbourne — 14th of February, 2015

It's Valentine's day. It's Valentine's day and Harry's annoyed, because instead of spending the night with his boyfriend after a day packed with promo and a show—he can't find him anywhere.

Or the one where the boys trash a dressing room, Liam and Zayn just want a gift wrapped, Niall's life is in peril, Louis is MIA, and Harry's just a tad frustrated.

Did he mention it's Valentine's day?

♥️ Kiss Me Again, You Fool by @wabadabadaba (6k, E)

“Louis, you’re cuter than a button. Will you be my valentine? Hm, no,” Marcel scowls. “It is true but no. ‘I love you a latte!’ But wait, does he drink coffee? Only sometimes so that doesn’t make sense.”

Marcel sticks his tongue out as he ices three more cookies.

“I go bananas for you,” Marcel giggles. “That’s cute, but not sophisticated enough. He’s the best designer on our floor, he deserves something better. ‘Right from the start, you stole my heart?’ No, I don’t want to scare him off. I should probably just speak from the heart, that’s always what mom says. But then Gemma says that’s lame, I don’t knooow,” Marcel groans.

or the one where Marcel has a huge crush on his coworker, Louis, and decides Valentine's Day is the day to put himself out there.

♥️ Where Love Grows by @neondiamond (6k, T, more shameless self-promo)

When his husband leaves without warning only weeks after the birth of their first child, a struggling Harry is forced to move in with a work colleague and raise his newborn in the desolate, dreary outskirts of London. There, within the walls of a shitty apartment complex, he meets Louis Tomlinson, fellow struggling parent and hopeless romantic.

♥️ young hearts on the chase by @polaroidlouis (7k, G)

Before he can question him any further, Harry’s holding out a drink to him, ‘Louis’ written on the side of it with messy, pink letters. Warmth spreads all throughout Louis’ body when he takes it, starting from the tip of his fingers where they brush Harry’s to curl around the cup and settling in his chest.

“I also got us– um,” the omega starts, nervous fingers fumbling to get the paper bag open. “Got you an egg muffin. Or– or a normal muffin if you don’t like egg ones.”

“Who doesn’t like egg muffins?”

The smile that breaks across Harry’s face in response is as bright as the one yesterday. Louis almost expects it to be kissed into his cheek as well. It looks like Harry’s considering it for a moment, too, dreamy gaze gliding all over Louis’ expectant face. He seems to decide against it with a sigh though, and Louis’ not disappointed when they start walking side by side instead (he’s not).

harry’s a hopeless romantic, louis’ oblivious, and it’s going to be Valentine’s Day.

♥️ in comes the rain by @starlitlou (7k, M)

Louis glared down at the calendar notification on his phone, as if by the power of his gaze alone, he could make time skip forward. He just really did not want to deal with this.

Stupid fucking heat. Stupid fucking biology.

He knew it was dumb how worked up he got about it. It was far from his first time having to deal with it and it would be far from his last. And yet.

Being ace and an omega had never been Louis' favourite combination. Even less so when his heat is involved. Unfortunately, it's not something he can avoid forever. Harry makes it all a bit better.

♥️ With You Here, It’s Better by @chloehl10 (11k, M)

Louis hates Valentine's Day, especially since he's found himself suddenly single yet again.

When he stumbles upon his ex in the pub cavorting with his new boyfriend, Louis has had enough. He doesn't, however, expect a tall, curly haired stranger to come and turn his night around...

♥️ It’s Been Ages by @2tiedships2 (13k, NR)

“We need to talk,” Niall said as he plopped down on Louis’ bed. “It’s you and Harry. You like him, he likes you, it’s a match made in heaven and you will one day be mates,”

Louis shook his head in exasperation. “If you’ve been watching, you would see that Harry is interested in, like, alpha alphas. Not me.”

“What the fuck is an alpha alpha?” Niall asked with furrowed brows.

“You know what I mean,” Louis said, giving Niall a pointed look.

“I literally have no idea what you’re talking about.”

♥️ two sugars by @sun-lt (21k, T)

Louis rushes away to the kitchen, waving distractedly, and as his and Niall’s voices rise in a muffled squabble, Harry commits his first ever act of theft.

Louis’ blanket, emerald polar fleece still heated from his body, soaked in the mountain lake notes of Louis’ scent and the sugary aroma of the café, fits easily beneath his parka. Harry’s heart pounds like he’s run a marathon and his tea—perfectly sweet—burns as it splashes on his cheeks and chin, his trembling fingers failing to control the tilt of the paper cup.

Lonely and anxious in a new city and a new job, obsessed with preparing for a picture-perfect future he can’t actually picture, Harry begins to nest but can’t allow himself to indulge enough to satisfy the bone-deep, instinctual urge. Louis works in a café with a yellow door, has an extensive collection of soft sweaters, and keeps offering Harry books and pastries.

♥️ With A Little Kindness by @jacaranda-bloom (33k, E)

The man lays his hand on Harry’s forearm and Harry looks up as the stranger leans in. “I just wanted to say,” he whispers. “Can I cover your bill? I’m a big believer in paying it forward and I can see you’re struggling. It’s none of my business, of course, but I’d really like to help.”

OR the one where Harry is a struggling single parent who doesn’t have time for relationships and Louis is a generous stranger who is unlucky in love, until fate decides to step in and bring them together.

♥️ Bring It Back That Old Feeling by @all-these-larrythings (57k, M)

After six years together, Harry thought there wasn’t anything that he didn’t know about his husband, and no problem they couldn’t solve with a kiss and a snuggle. After a painful year of booze and heartache, he realizes some problems are much harder to fix, but the wait is always worth it.

#28th appreciation #monthly recs #lots of shorter ones this month #hltracks #hljournal #hlsource #hlcreators #trackinghome #trackinghappily #tracksintheam #fics #fic rec

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be-with-me-so-happily · 2 years

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Summary: Y/N (stylist!yn) applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are tour. As she gets better at her job and closer to the band and crew (especially Harry Styles), some of her dreams seem to be coming true, but so are some of her fears.

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CHAPTER 29 -

I COME ALIVE WHEN I HEAR YOUR VOICE

A/N: Fun! I'm having fun writing these chapters! I hope you're having fun reading them!? Thanks to @behindmygreyeyes for letting me talk out my ideas and get some perspective for this chapter. And as always, Mae @watermelonsugacry for putting up with every single question I ask.

>> Warnings: Some language, a little angsty (I think?)

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June 13th, 2015 - Concert Day

Since your little emotional breakdown a week ago in Cardiff, you've been trying to avoid any run-ins with Harry. It's too difficult to see him with Candice. You want to keep away so you can keep yourself together.

You get to the Brussels show venue early, as you usually do, to get things done quickly. You put out a plain black t-shirt and black jeans for Harry, disappointed that he's not taking many style risks anymore. Niall will get a white long sleeve shirt and denim jeans. You make a mental note to encourage him, again, to venture out.

You make your way down to catering, hoping to grab a quick smoothie, and then keep yourself busy the rest of the time.

"Oi! Y/N!" Louis shouts from behind you, as you walk down the hallway.

You swivel around.

"I've been looking for ya!" He says, bounding up to you.

"What's up? You're so… bouncy…"

"I'm pumped up right now!" He grins.

"Why's that?"

"It's the first time we are performing 'No Control' live!" Louis exclaims.

"No way!" Your mouth drops open.

"You've gotta come watch!"

You suddenly tense up.

Louis grabs your shoulders. "It would mean a lot to me, but you don't have to, love."

Your heart flutters knowing that you want to support Louis, even if you don't want to see Harry.

[But he will be moving around on stage, it won't be too bad]

"I'll be there Tommo. I won't miss it." You smile.

"You're the best, babe!"

"I know." You giggle. "I'll see you out there."

You turn back around and make your way to catering again, needing that smoothie now even more.

[Definitely not a coffee, your nerves are now on full alert as it is]

~~~~~

<< HARRY'S POV >>

He hasn't stopped thinking and worrying about you since that last show in Cardiff. Niall told him it's not his job anymore, and he is probably right, but even as just a friend, he wants to make sure you're okay.

Only… he doesn't think he can be your friend. Not just your friend. He wants to uncomplicate those feelings, even by a small amount.

Harry woke up early and ran down to grab some coffees while Candice still slept. His mind was racing, and he just wanted this morning to move by quickly.

He arrives back at the room to see Candice sitting up in the bed.

"There you are." She smiles.

"Sorry, went to get drinks." He states, handing her one of the coffee cups.

He sits on the edge of the bed and takes a sip of his black coffee, staring at it as he holds it in his hands.

"Candice…"

"Yep."

"I…" he sighs. "I'm so sorry. I… umm… I have to end this."

She chokes a little on her coffee and scoots next to him on the bed.

"What?"

He closes his eyes and shakes his head. "I need to end it. It's not fair to yo-"

"Not fair? Not…" She scoffs. "It's Y/N."

"Huh?" He asks, lifting his head up in her direction.

"It's Y/N, right? You have feelings for her." She states.

Harry sighs for the third time. He opens his mouth but words can't come out, so he just looks her in the eye with an apologetic expression.

"I can see it, Harry. Every time you're around her." She sighs and shakes her head. "I was wrong to think I could change that."

"I'm sorry Candice. I did like what we ha-"

"But you wasted my time, Harry!" She shouts, a few tears forming in her eyes.

"I thought I could get over her, that I would be over her!" He admits.

"Over her?" She growls.

"Shit." He mutters. "Y/N and I dated last year."

"Right." She nods. "So, I was just a rebound. Someone to get over her with? I really didn't stand a chance, did I?"

He groans. "I didn't think-"

"No, you didn't think, at all. You didn't think about how it would hurt me!" She covers her face with her hands. "You shouldn't have dragged me into this."

He runs his hand through his long curly hair and then over his face.

"I feeling fucking terrible." He shakes his head.

She sits there, silent.

"Everything is so fucked up." He adds.

"Yeah, it is. What you did is really fucked up." She inhales deeply and puts her hand on his. "Just don't fuck it up with her, okay?"

His eyes shoot over to hers. "What?"

"You fucked it up with me… but… it was never me you really wanted." She looks down at her coffee. "So… just… don't fuck it up with her. Don't break her heart too."

He winces. "I already did." He whispers.

"Oh." She replies. "Well… if she's worth all this bullshit then fix it."

[Can't really do that, you're with someone else]

"I'm really sorry, Candice. I really am."

"Shockingly, I believe you." She responds.

He gives her a little smile, but she gives him a little frown back with hers.

"But that doesn't mean you're not an asshole for this." She adds.

"Fair enough." He nods.

"Let me get my things. I'll be out of here soon."

~~~~

Harry gets to the venue early, knowing that's what you like to do, being the hard-worker that you are. He doesn't even know what he's doing, or what he wants to say, but he wants to see you.

Walking through the halls, searching for you, he comes up to the dressing room, but stops before getting to the doorway.

"So, what exactly happened with Ryan?" Niall asks, clearing his throat.

[Something happened with Ryan?]

"They broke up." Natalie replies.

[Broke up?]

"Why?"

"Oh, the dickhead didn't want her coming back on tour!" Harry hears her scoff. "He basically almost demanded that she stay."

"What? Asshole." Niall states.

"And he accused her of cheating with Harry."

[What a wanker]

"Woah. That's rough."

"He was always jealous of Harry because Y/N… well… you know…" She states.

"Is she okay?"

"About the breakup? Yeah. She's the one that ended it."

"That's our girl!" Niall chuckles.

"But about Harry? I don't know." She states. "I think she still fucking loves that idiot."

[What? You still love him? Okay, now he has definitely got to find you]

He doesn't wait any longer and walks through the doorway, pretending he didn't hear anything the two of them were just talking about.

"Hey, Nat, where's Y/N?"

She gasps as she turns around from the sudden surprise of him being there.

"What the fuck, Harry?" She shouts.

"For fucks sake, man!" Niall adds.

"M'sorry… but… please?" Harry begs.

She puts her hands on her hips and shrugs. "I don't know. Busy somewhere?"

Harry looks around, as if he'll find you standing right there. He sighs.

"Why are you trying to find her?" Niall asks.

Harry's eyes switch back and forth between their faces. "I just want to talk to her."

"Candice doesn't care that you're roaming the halls looking for Y/N?" Natalie snaps.

"I… no… I broke up with her this morning."

"You broke up with the Victoria's Secret supermodel?" She asks.

"Yes…" He responds.

"Really? Why?"

"We, umm… we just weren't working out."

Natalie folds her arms across her chest and Niall raises his eyebrow at him.

"Mhmm…" Niall states, quizzically.

Harry rolls his eyes and throws his arms up in the air. "For fucks sake. She wasn't Y/N, okay? Is that what you want me to say?"

The two look at each other and chuckle. "Yeah, pretty much." Niall replies, letting out a big laugh.

"Look, Harry, she's hurting enough. Don't stir things up any more than they already are. Please." Natalie asserts. "She deserves to be happy."

He nods. "I know. I want her to be happy."

"Wait…" Natalie says, scooting a little closer to Harry. "You broke up with Candice to be with Y/N?"

Harry furrows his brow. "No. I knew, well I thought, she was still with Ryan. I didn't know they broke up."

Natalie inhales sharply. "Oh, you heard that? Damn. So… you… broke up with Candice figuring you don't even have a chance with Y/N?"

Harry nods and clears his throat. "Yes."

"Damn it, Styles!"

"What?" He asks, eyes widened.

She squints at him. "I was still leaning towards hating you."

~~~~~

As time gets closer to the start of the show, you and Natalie hide out in the common room with a handful of the other crew.

You are fidgeting with the hem of your shirt, staring down as you roll it up, and then down again.

"Honey, we don't have to go out there." Natalie states.

You clear your throat. "I just want to support Louis."

She sighs.

"And we can stand on the other side this time." You add.

"Alright. For Louis." She nods.

"Plus, I can't wait to hear and see it live." You admit.

"It's going to be yummy." She winks at you.

"Not family friendly."

~~~~~

'Diana' is about halfway through when you walk out from backstage. You take a deep breath.

[It will not be like last time. You're on the opposite side. And it's a completely different song anyway]

As soon as 'No Control' starts to play, and Niall starts to sing, the crowd goes crazy with cheers. You join in, but only shortly, as you realize that Harry is walking by on the side where you are standing.

[Why does the universe hate you so much?]

(No Control)

Sweet, where you lay

He spots you, but it's a blank look. Not a smile. Not a frown. Just… blank. Almost like he would be gulping if he weren't singing. Surprise? Nerves?

Just a trace of innocence

on the pillowcase

Something hits him in the stomach, and you can't help but laugh as he bends over and gives a silly expression.

The chorus starts and you turn your attention to Louis. He is on the other side, but you can still see him, and beam with pride as he sings out. This is his song, for sure.

Taste, on my tongue

I don't want to wash away

the night before

Harry runs his hands down his body as Liam songs his verse. You roll your eyes a bit, and notice he took a quick glance at you again. But it feels a bit awkward, because he's not serenading you or anything, he's just… looking…

"I thought Harry would dance around more." Natalie states, leaning in so she doesn't have to about too loud.

"Yeah, you're right. Maybe he doesn't feel good?"

She chuckles. "Or he could just be distracted by the fact that you're here."

"Stop." You glare at her.

"No, I mean, like he wasn't expecting it."

You shrug. "Maybe."

When the second chorus starts, you turn your attention back to the other guys, and throw up your best 'rock on' hand gesture when Niall looks down at you, jamming out on his guitar.

Harry walks over to him right then and points his fingers over him in his Mick Jagger impersonation. It always gets a laugh out of Niall, and you can't help but giggle too.

Right after that, Harry starts walking closer to your spot, but turns back around when he looks at you again.

[You thought this may be upsetting and sad for you, but this is just weird]

Niall nails the bridge and Louis starts the last chorus, giving you a bit of relief that the awkwardness will soon end.

The pedal's down

My eyes are closed

No control

The song ends and Harry's hair falls in his face. As he flips it forward a bit more, he glances over to you one last time through his curly locks.

You can't help but frown, turning to Natalie and motioning for the both of you to head backstage again.

As soon as you are through the curtain, you whip around to face her.

"Is it just me, or was Harry being really weird?" You ask.

"I don't know." She shrugs, looking away from you quickly. "He's weird as it is."

You chuckle.

You both tidy up the dressing room and start packing up. Amelia walks in with a big smile, as she sees you two.

"My angels. My job is so easy with you two here." She walks over to help, and scoots right up next to you as you remove clothing from the racks.

She leans in. "Are you glad Candice is gone?"

"Oh. I didn't know she went home." You reply. "Thought she'd stay longer."

She chuckles. "Right. Well, I'm sure she would have if they didn't break up…"

Your eyes shoot over to her. "What?"

"Oh! You didn't know? Shit." Her gaze snaps over to Natalie, whose mouth stretches out in an uncomfortable and guilty expression.

You glare at her. "No I didn't."

"Well… I'm just… gonna get a snack or something and just not… be here…" Amelia states, immediately walking out of the dressing room.

"What the fuck, Nat?"

"What?" She throws her hands up in defense.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You ask.

"I… I don't know… you've been so upset lately… that's why I didn't say anything, and why I told him to stay back." She admits.

"You what?"

She walks over and puts her hands on your shoulders. "Y/N/N, I'm sorry. I just… I hate seeing you hurting. Especially since I had been pushing you to feel your feelings, and go after what you wan-"

"It's not your fault, Nat!" You interrupt. "And… it was actually nice."

She drops her hands and raises her eyebrow.

"I mean… it was nice to…" you clear your throat. "To feel loved. Even for a moment."

Tears start welling up in both of your eyes.

"Are you going to talk to him?"

Confusion takes over you again. You feel sick and giddy all at the same time. You're not sure if you want to open that door again.

"I don't know." You sigh. "I just… I don't know."

~~~~~

June 19th, 2015 - Concert Day

You have stayed away from Harry again, trying to process all of the confusion that once again seems to be clouding your mind.

Even with the limited styling options, you've kept yourself busy, and today will be no exception. But first thing on the agenda, Lou invited you to get dolled up a bit this morning. She has so much fun doing it and you aren't one to turn down that offer.

With your makeup done and your hair curled, you have a little pep in your step when you get back to the dressing room. You find the Bluetooth speaker Amelia has been using while the three of you work, and you embarrassingly decide to play one the 'Four' album.

[The songs have been stuck in your head lately, so why not let them out?]

(Steal My Girl)

She be my queen

Since we were sixteen

We want the same things

We dream the same dreams

Alright

You dance around as you hang up the clothes. You stand back and look at Niall's rack.

[One day you'll get him in a printed shirt]

I know, I know

I know for sure

You instinctually pretend you are sliding your fingers along the neck of a bass guitar, just as you saw Harry do that time they performed at Universal Studios.

A huge laugh erupts from behind you and you spin around.

"M'sorry." He covers his mouth with his hand.

Your mouth is halfway open and words seem to be dissolving in your brain.

"That was funny." He states. "No, like, amazing, because… umm… because you copied what I did…" he sighs.

[You have got to stop singing around here]

"Yeah." You try to clear the lump in your throat. "Umm… so… what's up? Do you need help with something?"

His expression drops. "No. I just, umm, wanted to say hi. Haven't seen ya… in a while."

"Yeah. I've been busy lately."

[Lie. Kind of a lie]

"Right. Okay. I'll let you get back to it." He gives the most subtle smile and turns to walk out.

Your heart starts to race and your breathing quickly becomes rapid. You don't want him to leave just yet.

"Harry!"

He spins around fast, eyes wide.

"I found a shirt the other day. And, well, I grabbed it for you. Just as an option. If you wanted to switch it up at all."

You feel as if you just word vomited all over the place, but feel a sense of relief when his smile grows and he walks closer.

"M'kay. Let's see it."

You turn back to the rack and let out the deep breath you didn't realize you had been holding it.

You grab the plain, cream button up shirt with extremely subtle cream texture detail on it.

"It's not wild. More of an in-between option of your previous styles." You shrug.

He beams a wide grin. "Are you bored with the t-shirts?"

"Oh god, yes!" You blurt out, smacking your forehead with your palm. "Sorry."

He chuckles. "S'alright."

"Why did you stop wearing the fun button ups?" You ask.

He starts to blush, but then he frowns and looks to the ground, shrugging.

"Didn't care much anymore."

"But you wore some when I visited South Africa, and for the shows in Cardiff…"

He clears his throat. "Yeah, well." He looks up at you and meets your gaze.

You inhale, sharply but quietly, then look back at the shirt you're holding, before he can see the blushing that wants to appear on your face too.

"Well, this is just an option to throw into the mix."

"I want to wear it." He replies.

"Yeah?"

He nods. "Yeah."

You smile and set it at the front of his rack. You try to reset your face while you're facing away from him, but it's not working. Then, as if your brain switches off, you hear yourself talking about something you shouldn't really care about.

"Hey." You state, still not turning to face him. "I'm sorry to hear about you and Candice."

"What?" His tone changes, and you can tell he isn't smiling anymore, so you turn to face him.

"You two broke up, right?" You wince. "Rumors… ya know?"

"Yeah." He frowns a bit. "It just… wasn't working."

"Oh."

"And, umm, I'm sorry to hear about you and Ryan… ya know, rumors." He smirks.

"It wasn't working either." You shrug.

"He should've been supportive. He shouldn't have tried to make you to stay." He growls. "He's a dickhead."

You chuckle. "To be fair, you never liked him."

"F'course not! What's to like?"

You chuckle again and shake your head. His eyes seem to graze over your head and back to your face.

"Did you visit Lou?" He smirks.

You giggle. "Yeah." You touch your hair a bit. "She's been playing around with it here and there."

"It… it looks really nice."

"Thank you." You mutter. "Yeah… so…"

"So." He replies.

"I should probably…" you point over your shoulder to the clothing racks.

"Right. Yeah." He replies.

You turn around, holding onto the rack and closing your eyes, trying to stabilize your breathing.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You twirl back around to face him.

"Wanna come watch a song?"

You inhale, sharply and quietly again.

"You know, like, dance and sing to a live One Direction song, instead of from a speaker." He smirks.

You glare at him. "Hmm."

He clears his throat. "Please?"

The breath is taken from you again, and you feel that familiar but long absent feeling.

[Butterflies]

"Okay." You smile. "Which one…?"

He points to the speaker. "That one."

~~~~~

Natalie is standing there, in the dressing room, with her hands on her hips.

"I'm so fucking confused. So… you're going to watch a song? Again?"

You shrug. "Yeah?"

"And why?"

"He asked me to." You reply. "Well, he asked if I wanted to."

"And you said yes?"

You nod.

"Why?"

You frown slightly, but stop to think, because you don't actually have a specific answer for her.

"I don't know. I just want to. Feels like it'll be fun this time." You start to feel that inconvenient heat rise in your cheeks, so your drop your gaze downward.

"Okay, cool! If it'll be fun, can I come?" Natalie asks, causing you to snap your head back up.

"I thought that was a given…"

~~~~~

<< HARRY'S POV >>

As the guys are gearing up to go out on stage, Harry feels his phone vibrate in his pocket.

:natalie: are you stirring things up again?

:harry: no, i'm not trying to

:natalie: because she is happy today

:natalie: and i don't want to see her hurt again

:harry: i don't want to either

He sees the typing bubble appear, and then disappear, but then reappear again.

:natalie: which side should we be standing on

He gets the biggest smile on his face, then excitement and energy pump through his body.

:harry: your left, looking at the stage

~~~~~

You and Natalie decide to just head out there for the beginning of the show, since 'Steal My Girl's will be playing right after 'Clouds'.

The crowd is loud and vibrant. You love and have missed the energy, and now you think you can finally enjoy it again.

You watch as Harry moves all around the left side of the stage. You realize what you're doing and look back to the others, watching them have their own fun. Liam is doing his usual dancing and twirling, Niall is rocking out on his guitar, and Louis does his little bounce in place.

The next song is the one you've come to see and you get anxious.

"You good?" Natalie asks.

"Yeah! Great actually." You reply, unintentionally biting your lower lip a bit.

"Okay." She smirks, shaking her head.

She be my queen

Since we were sixteen

We want the same things

We dream the same dreams

Alright

Harry's bouncing around a little, singing to fans, and seems to recognize someone in the crowd.

When Niall's part comes up, Harry does the move that he had made fun of you for doing earlier.

[Why is it so hot when he does it?]

You try to shake your thoughts off and just enjoy the song as Liam starts the next verse. But your eyes are moving over to Harry again. You can't help it.

While they are singing their last 'na na na' of the chorus, Harry looks down at you and smiles. It sends a rush of goosebumps all over your skin.

She belongs to me

It takes you back to the times he invited you to watch them perform 'Right Now' last year. The same giddiness and butterflies fill your stomach.

You take a deep breath, trying to calm and control yourself.

As Niall sings his next part, you look straight up to Harry, waiting to see if he does his move again.

I know, I know

I know for sure

Sure enough, he licks his finger and pretends to slide his other hand up the neck of a bass guitar. He looks over at you and grins.

[You need to stop getting flustered]

You start to feel warm all over, and suddenly become very aware of how you're reacting, especially because it switches when he starts singing about never letting her down before.

It tightens your chest a little.

The guys start to move down the walkway, so you are able to shake it off and go back to belting out the rest of the song, like Harry had suggested you do.

The song comes to an end, so you and Natalie make your way backstage

You reach the dressing room and Natalie gently grabs your wrist to turn you around.

"So, what's going on, Y/N?" She asks.

"What do you mean?"

"I just want to know where you stand, how you're feeling."

"What the hell are you talking about?" You cross your arms over your body.

"Y/N/N, you were humming the song all the way back here!" She puts her hands on her hips.

"So? I like the song…" you scowl.

"And maybe also like the person who was standing in front of you and singing it?" She raises one eyebrow at you.

"I… well… I mean, yes. You know how I feel." You state. "But it was just… fun!"

"If you say so." She rolls her eyes.

"Why do you care anyway?" You ask, matching her stance with your hands on your hips. "You hate Harry."

She clears her throat. "He fucked up, big time. I hate that he hurt you."

"But…"

"But… You seem happy today, and I love that."

You walk over to your best friend and grab her face. "It was just the song."

[Except it wasn't]

"Okay, honey."

"I think."

She swats your arm and shakes her head.

"You're impossible."

"Trust me." You reply. "I'm annoying myself too."

~~~~~

You hear the fireworks and the cheering that occurs during 'Best Song Ever' and you finish packing up the stuff for the trip to the next show.

Thudding of footsteps can be heard in the hallway and the guys all pop into the room.

"Fuck, I'm knackered, lads." Louis exclaims.

"I do just want to go to bed." Niall agrees.

"Then what are you doing here?" You chuckle.

They both look over at you. "Love, it's ritual now. We come back here after the last show in each place. Since there was only one here, that's tonight." He nods.

"You came to see me? Aww shucks, you don't need to do that!" You joke, dramatically holding one hand on your chest and waving the other towards them bashfully.

"Oh geez. We've lost her, lads. She's gone insane." Niall states.

You all laugh.

Harry follows Liam through the doorway, and he grabs a water bottle before making his way over to you.

"So?" He asks.

"So… what?"

"Feedback?"

"Oh! Yeah! Definitely better live!" You chuckle.

He gives you a wink and those old butterfly friends of yours return.

"Told ya." He smirks. "Kinda like old times right?"

"What?"

"You coming to watch part of the show… me asking what you thought… now all we need is cooki-"

You don't even realize you have a tear until it starts to trickle down your face. You frantically whip around, pretending to cough, and wipe it away.

[Hopefully he didn't see that embarassing display]

He shoves his pants into his jean pockets and let's out a deep sigh. "It's just nice, to be friends again."

"Yeah." You smile. "It is."

His eyes are glued on yours and he scoots closer, causing your entire body to tense up as you can feel his warmth and smell in his aroma. It takes your breath away and you have to remind yourself to let in some air.

[Keep. Your. Composure]

"C'mon lads, time to go! Dad is getting grumpy." Louis shouts, as he points to Liam.

You exhale in a big sigh, and you swear you can just barely hear him growl. He clears his throat and stands up straight.

"Maybe I'll see ya around." He winks.

"Maybe…" You shrug jokingly.

They all walk out and Natalie comes bounding up to you.

"Yeah… okay… it was just the song…" she squints at you.

"Mhmm." You smirk. "Just the song."

~~~~~

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