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Always Best - Prologue

A Niall Horan fanfic. May include mature language along the chapters. And some smut sometimes. Have fun reading.

8th August 2019

"Giiirl are you finished?" Selena screamed across the living room of your flat. Her, Julia and you were just about to go out to the birthday party of Shawn. As the young Pop-Elite you have been friends for a damn long time with the girls. Growing up as a young child star and growing into the most successful actress, singer/songwriter and producer of your age. The girls just kept you grounded and you were so happy for having them. "Coming!" You screamed back while applying the last bit of lipgloss on your lips. Grabbing your little neon pink purse which matched your sweet new sandals you just bought with the girls you were about to go!

"Vamos ladies!"

The three of you entered the little lounge in the club all tangled in your arms all giggling and happy. You cannot hide the few glasses of champagne which already floated in your systems. You just had a little pre-party at your flat before and over chit-chatting and goshing over the hot male actors of your new series you lost a little bit track of keeping it low with the alcohol.

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"Shaaawnie, babe, Happy Birthday to you! I love you my sweetest little baby biy" You threw your hands around Shawns back and congratulate him. "Nikky, hey. Thanks!! Looks like someone had a early party for me, Huh?" He gave you a sweet smooch on your cheek and let go of you. "Let's drink one!" "Surely, where is Cami, by the way?" You've asked in your tipsy state. Camilla and Shawn were the cutest couple you have known. Shawn just gave you a nod with his head towards your right side. "She's with the guys over there." He was all smily while squeezing your waist and turning you around. "Hey Nikky?" "Huh?" You didn't even listened to Shawn anymore, because your cautiousness was all about one handsome, blue eyed lad. Your best friend since ten years. "Sure that, Shawnie" you wiggled yourself free from his hand on your waist and peck his nose while you already head into Niall's direction. You felt a grip on your wrist which slightly pulled you back. "Don't play party crashers with Niall, please" Shawn begged in a whiney tone which let you chuckle to yourself.

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"Look who has found back to us after a year of playing famous chick!" Nialls face couldn't hide the big ass smirk he had while laughing about his own joke. He handed you a bottle of beer and embraced your whole body in the softest hug you had for about a lifetime. "Jealous of me?" You half whispered into his neck. A smile never got lost from your lips. You two stood there for a little longer than normal, with your hands delightful caressing your backs. The hug lasted longer than every hug you had received from him over all the years. You missed each other deeply and you knew that none of you wanted to be the one who backed away first. "You smell really good" was the first thing which slipped through your mouth as he loosened the hug for a bit. You could feel his whole body shaking from a huge giggle which just escaped his mouth. Damn, you've missed that laugh. It was the only laugh which always managed to make you smile and laugh along too. You cannot help and still hold your hands on his arms. Did they got bigger? Your eyes met his peaking blue ones. Damn, those were the most beautiful eyes you have seen in your whole life. You could have sworn that they got more beautiful since you have seen him the last time. Niall himself stared deeply in your eyes as well and your could have sworn he bend in a little bit. A strange feeling grew inside of you. Could it really happen that you missed your best friend too much than one would miss a friend? "Uh, thanks, I guess. You don't smell bad either." He grinned straight in your face which made you slap his chest. "Asshole!" You chuckled while he fake gutted held his chest with one hand.

Over the last year you were very busy with your Emmy winning series which you were producer and actress of. The year before Niall was dating Hailee and therefore he had less time for his best friend. The two of you grew apart and lost track of each other for more than one and a half year. Just met twice at an award show or something similar. Only a few month ago you started texting each other like in old times. He was the first one who made a step towards you. You've just posted some new stills of your music video which was rather hot and he commented it with a flame emojy. That action made you smile and so you sent him a few funny messages and you two began to talk to each other on a regular base again. You've sent each other funny pictures or some music you just listened to. Just like in old times. But something still felt strange. You were too happy and to enthusiastic to meet your best friend again. For two days you've had a weird feeling in your tummy which didn't let you sleep or eat. You were just to exited to see him in person again. Something has changed, you just need to find out what exactly it was.

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fine line // harry styles

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“The most effective way to make a girl shut up is to kiss her.”

— so please shut me up (via glassbonespaperskin)

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harry styles | falling

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One Day, Maybe

Part 2 - You've got a friend in me

Warnings: fluff and language

Two weeks have flew by like they were just seconds. Nathalie got a little bit more used to the kindergarden again and wasn't so affectionate towards you. Everything went good until today. You two stood infront of the kindergarden. The small hand of Bean in your hand.

We are really sorry to let you know, that due to a lot of ill kindergarten teacher, we have to be closed until the end of the week. We really are sorry for any inconveniences and truly apologize!

"Das ist doch nicht deren Ernst!" You bursted out loud on the street. Whenever you are angry or shooked you caught yourself in speaking german. "Beany, let me please check something. Take a seat for a minute and wait, yeh?" You lifter up your mini me onto a wall Infront of the kindergarden.

"Mommy, why are you so angry?" the little one looked at you concerned.

"Nathalie, I am not angry. They closed the kindergarden today because all teachers are ill. I have to call a lady from my work to ask for something."

You quickly called Betty to ask her if she could take care of Nathalie for the next three days but Betty and Walter will go to visit their granddaughter this evening and will stay the whole weekend. "Scheiße!"

"Mami!" Nathalie chuckled whole holding both of her tiny hands infront of her mouth.

You glared her a quick look. You could really feel your heart melt by the sight of this little girl. She truly was some kind of your minnie-me. Her brown, shoulder long curls bounced like yours and her eyes were exactly the same lime green ones as yours.

"Nathalie, that was a bad word. Mommy wasn't allowed to day that,okay?"

Nathalie gestured towards her mouth as if she would zip them. She truly was a little troublemaker. Your little troublemaker.

Well there is no other option now that to call Louanne. You talked to your producer and made sure that it really was okay to bring Nathalie on the set for the next three days.

"Sure Anastasia, It's okay. I bet the makeup girls will have their fun with the little girl!"

"You really sure? I know it's not professional, but I have no other option here, you know.."

"Anastasia! Bring her! Now put your little but in your car and come over with your princess."

You turned to your daughter, who is now busy with collecting some stones.

"Bean? You want to come to mommy's work and see what she's doing there?" You got on your knees to pickup your girl.

"Jaaaaaa!"

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By The Way - Part 6

Sometimes it's hard to let go and commit to someone. And you sure know that this situation will occur soon. But sometimes it might be too soon.

Warnings: fluff, smut, language mention of sex

This is a shorter one but with the most fluff we have had since forever!

Your belly hurt as you stood outside of his home in England. He invited you to a little garden party with friends in the evening. It was a random invitation for him. Counting you as one of your friends as well it wasn't something odd to also invite you as he knew you will be in England for the next few days.

At least that was what you have thought.

Never the less standing infront of his door, you felt weird. You didn't even know how to greet him when the door opens. You imagined a few scenes in your head and practiced your behaviour. But as the door finally opened everything was vanished from your brain.

He smiled shyly at you "Hey" with a bright smile he took a big step towards you with open arms, ready to hug. "Careful!" you quickly cried out "I made cupcakes and I don't want them to get broken!" you took one step back glaring at him angstly to not squash hours of work in your hands. "Okay?" he leaned in more cautious and took off the box from your hands. As you still stood in the doorframe he leaned in even closer and kissed your forehead. "Cupcakes from a superstar. I fell honoured. I thought you will never come!" he whispered to you underneath his breath. "Sorry, my oven didn't want to heat up, so it took me hours to get those little balls done" you said with an regretting tone in your voice. "But now they are perfect" you added with a smile. Harry never let go of looking at you. You noticed his eyes wander from your eyes to your lips and back again. You could see him heavily gulping. Now you were the one who's eyes wandered to his lips. He noticed, you noticed. You bit you lips and he leaned in, your noses touching each other, you closed your eyes and kissed him. You couldn't help but hold his face with both of your hands. Feeling his cheeks getting a slightly bit warmer. As the two of you finished he pulled back slowly "Hi sweety" was the only thing he whispered to you. "Hi" you answered.

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You didn't even know why you were so nervous. You've known his friends, you've even met his sister a few times at James'. She was a nice person thorough. You even chatted with her about stuff like your movies and costars and such things. But it felt different to meet his friends, as someone who now felt different towards Harry. As some kind of loveinterest. You were cautious of him staring at you and his different behaviour towards you. It indeed was very lovable and soft. He inconspicuously touched your hand or pulled you in in a hug whenever it was possible. And once in a while, when the two of you were unnoticed by anyone, he leaned in for a kisses. You enjoyed him being so geekish towards you, you enjoyed him being near you.

You two were standing in his kitchen as you offered him to help finishing the pizza he prepared. Never have you thought that he would make pizza for all of his guest by himself. But as you thought of him being so sweet hearted the last times, you recognise that it would be exactly the thing anyone would tell Harry would make. As you shoved the last baking tray in the oven "well, that's the last one" you felt his hands at your hips turning you around. You were leaning at the kitchen counter, your hands at his chest. His forehead against your forehead. "I've missed you" he kissed you "so badly" he kissed you again. You felt his heart beat in the rythm with your heart. Your face lit up in another smile. "I think I'll have to say the same" you chuckled against his lips. Harry pulled his head back looking at you with a curious face. "Okay!" He bursted out. "go on you romance Grinch!" his lips meeting yours again. "Harry?" You wanted to tell him. You not only want to kiss him and sleep with him but also be with him. Maybe try to be exclusive. Burst your heart out to him. It was the perfect time now. "Mhhm?" he pulled you down the counter, his hands now resting at your butt, pulling your lower body against his core while still kissing you. "You know?" "Mhhm?"

The door rang. "Oh, that's my mum!" He quickly let go of you to head towards the door but turning back to you in the last second and pulling you in by your wrist. He kissed you again. "You know what?" he asked. You were completely confused. "What's should I know?" he asked again. "Um....nothing. It's okay" you shaked your hands at him. He stared into your eyes "Nikks, gosh I am totally into you!" And with those words he turned around to head to the door.

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"Soooo, you and my brother.." a slightly tipsy Gemma sat down next to you on Harry's chouch in his living room. She had brought two champagne glasses and purred you in some fizzy water.

"You don't wanna cheer without me, would you?" You heard a sweet female voice asking. As you looked up to the lovely women you cannot deny her resemblance with Gemma and Harry. You already saw her on some Instagram posts but in real life they were even more alike. "Oh one second, I will go and get another glass!" you hurried panicing in the kitchen were Harry was still at work with the pizza. "Oh hey Nikks!" Harry, with his hands fully loaded with plates of pizza smiled delicate at you. "No Nikks right now!" you you waved a no at him angrily. You opened every cupboard hectically in search for a champagne glass. "No..No..man.. Harry, where the hell are your champagne glasses?" You've heard him giggle behind you back and turned around even more angryly. "What's wrong with you?" "Nothings wrong" you mumbled holding on your breath. "Okay..what's wrong?" "You ask me what's wrong, Harold?" You stood up to your feet again, facing him still angry. More at yourself than at something else, you should have answered him before as he told you how he felt for you but you have been too surprised. And now you will be questioned by his family, not even knowing what the two of you even are. Harry grabbed in the shelf above your head and put down some of the glasses you have searched for. You slapped Harrys chest angryly. "You are an idiot, do you know that?" "No?" he stared at you in confusion. You also stared at him, your arms crossed infront of your chest. Harry cupped your face and left kisses on your forehead and down your nose to your lips "What's going on in your sweet head, Nikks?" "You .." "Me?" "Yes, you and your stupid 'I am totally into you'" you imitate his voice and his accent. The joy which spread across his face also occured in his voice "I don't even sound like that" "I don't care. Why do you tell me something like that today? I now have to talk to your sister and mum and pretend that there is... I don't even now what I have to pretend ... I... Why haven't you told me how you felt when I've asked you? Harry....I was so disappointed for weeks. I thought.. I thought you just wanted me as a friend with benefits. You've..." his lips crashed on yours. It was a long kiss. It took your breath away. "Don't make me shut up with your stupid kisses again" you mumbled in between the kisses. "Shut up" Harry mumbled back at you.

"Harry, honey, are you finished with the piz.. oh I am sorry!" you backed away from your kiss and stared at Anne in shame. Anne grabbed the pizza plates and smiled at you in adoresment. "You two, go on!"

Harry let his head hang down "Ah shit, I am sorry!" He tried to look at you with one eye, not knowing how you would react. "Harry?" "Hmm" "You know that I am totally fallen for you, do you?... Aaand I am gonna get drunk with you mom tonight." Harry turned you towards him by your hips. In between a few sweet kisses he let go of you and smiled "Don't you dare tell her my secrets!"

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About Us -

The Night We Met

Nikki Lopez is known for her music since she was a young teenager. She grew up with fame and being in public. She is a superstar. The only thing missing in her life was a man on her side. Little did she know that one tipsy night with her friends might possibly change everything.

"Who wants another drink?"

You raised yourself from the comfortable emeralgreee sofa in the living room of your best friend Niall. You knew that beautiful soul since almost five years now. You've met him at an interview back in your hometown in spain as you and his band got interviewed as the new generation of musicians. You got really close to each other over the years and become best friends. You two were good known in the industries and had a lot of mutual friends. A few times your fans shipped you as a couple but it didn't ever came into your minds. As the band split a few years ago your ways parted with some guys of the band but you an Niall remained best friend's since then. You loved each others like brother and sister. You always catch up at parties every once in a while. This time it was the party of Niall back in London. His parties were always the most funny ones, especially when Harry was also there.

You also knew Harry since five years. But other than the friendship with Niall you really fot lost in daydreams with Harry a few times. It was obvious for both of you that you liked each other a lot but you never thought about getting nearer to each other than to meet at Nialls. And despite the "only friends" rule you have made up as you almost kisses each other after Harry cried his heart out because of the Camille breakup, you two were still flirty with each other when you reached a certain state of tipsyness.

"I will take one, but will mix it myseld. Do ya have some other stuff here?" The deep voice which was sitting across from you a few seconds ago also raised up from his seat.

"I have some stuff in the fridge. Also bought some fruits today since Nikki made those nice cocktails the last time. You know where everything is so help yourself, bro" Niall pouted with the sweetest face towards Harry and then you. "You too!"

As you wanted to answer, Harry already crossed your sight towards the group, with a hand on your hip and edged you to the kitchen.

"I will help her before she gets drunk again by tasting every new mixture she wants to serve us" Harry grinned with a winning face of this joke to you. You intentionally smacked him in his left waist causing him to giggle.

"It's not my fault when you fill up my glass all the time Styles. By the way I still hate you for the last time."

"Nikky, it wasn't because of my, it was because of your shitty cocktails"

You two entered the kitchen while shit chatting.

"You still think you are the better bartender, do ya?"

"Nikky, I am! We all know that you only mix up some stuff you think tastes good and end up being drunk" he giggled in your back.

"Yet, you also like to drink it" you turned around on your heel to face Harry who was so near behind you that you almost crashed into each other.

Staring into each others eyes a little bit to long, his mouth lit up into a grin. Shaking his head a no. "Not me!"

"Bet, that you will love me at the end of the night for my heavenly drinks, just as the last time?" you crossed your arms infront of your chest, teasing him while leaning closer to him. He is a good amount taller than you, so you have to stand on your tip toes. Harry imitating your behaviour by also crossing his arms and leaning in closer to you. "You were shit ass drunk the last time. I don't know why and how you even imagine me loving your drinks."

You cleared your throat to be able to imitate his deep voice.

"Oh Nikky, I swear to god, these are sooo good, I want to get you laid for those drinks. I swear if we were alone I ..." you did your best to imitate his accent as well until he covered your mouth with his hand and the biggest grin on his face. His dimples so deep and his cheeks so red, he cannot hide his embarrassment of the last time you two got drunk while playing the bartender at a party.

"I don't even sound like that. Let's go!" he turned you around and gave you a smack on you butt. "And I wouldnt even say no to get you laid while I'm sober, so don't even think that's because of your drinks. It's because your hot." he mumbled in your neck. You turned around slightly shooked. You always went touchy and flirty at each other but it stayed over the waistline. You would admit that he is rather hot and you also thought about being more than just friends a few times. Still, it irritated you that he was so forward at once. "Hey, Mister!" you shushed to him. The only response from him was his tongue stiking out to you and the devilish grin which you could see through his eyes. You cannot help but enjoy the forwardness which he now included in his flirts.

As you entered the back of the kitchen you pulled out some liquids and fruits to garnish everything. The glasses are staked in one of the higher shelves so that it wasn't possible for you to reach them with you 163 cm. You heaved yourself on your tiptoes and pulled yourself up as much as possible. But still, it wasn't possible to reach the stacks. You heard Harry's deep voice giggle behind you which caused you to turn around in annoyance. Harry still leaned against the counter staring at the back of you.

"Wanna help me or just stand there, staring at my butt and giggle like an idiot, Styles?"

"I was just admiring the view here!" he raised his hands guilty.

"Good, now help me please!"

Without even thinking twice you grabbed Harry by his hand and pulled him towards you. His eyes never letting go of yours while he still grinned at you, he stepped even closer than you've pulled him in. You could say that you both were a bit tipsy by this time of the evening after a few drinks. His chin almost touching your forehead now. He was so near that you could smell his perfume mixed up with the beer he already drank. You wouldn't say you don't like him so close to you. And you wouldn't argue about the admiration you could recognize in his gaze at you too. As you two stared in each others eyes for a little bit too long again, he reached over your head to grab some margarita glasses but never let go of your eyes. Both of you felt the tension rise. Harry leaned in closer, if that would have even been possible judging by how close you already have been. The hand which was holding yours a few seconds ago now let go and wandered to the side of yours. His cold finger found their way to the hem of your shirt, barely touching the skin on your hip. Feeling his skin on yours made something rise in your body. You felt hot and the only thing you wanted to do in this moment was pulling him in. It was different today, something between the two of you changed since the last times you've met and you would admit that it wasn't a bad change. You've never let your thoughts wander farer than flirting but the last time you got drunk something more happened.

The thought of the last cocktail session two months ago somehow encouraged both of you to go on from the point you stopped. Which was almost falling over each other at your place after a heavy make out session at your front door. Whatsoever you didn't went farther than making out until you decided to not let him inside your flat.

"Gosh, would you please get a room?" Niall aprulptly interrupted the tension.

You had been risen out of your daydream of Harry and you making out so heavily that you didn't even know how you reacted. Something between ashamed and amazed. Whatever Harry didn't even bother to let his hands go of you, just turning his head around at Niall.

"Shut up! Why do the smallest people even buy the tallest stacks?'

"For you to have an excuse to amaze her, my friend!" Niall pointed at you with a boyish grin and was proud of his wingman action right now. Niall knew what happened between you two. You directly called him after that one night and told him to never let you get drunk again if Harry is near. You never admitted that you might be attracted to him a bit more than you used to behave in his presence. But your best friend knew. It was almost as if he could sense it. And he encouraged you to go on with Harry. It was as if he wanted to pair you two off. Well, you never minded, but not now.

"Fuck off Niall!" you showed him your middle finger and teared away the margarita glasses from Harry to put them on the counter right between you. "Drinks?" you started to pour different liquors with some juices in a shaker

"Depends on what you wanna call this mixtures" Harry mumbled while observing you.

"Call it what you want, Styles... Oh no.. let me call it..." your finger resting on your lips as you thought of a pun which would fit to Harry. "Let's call it Hot Brit." You slides the cocktail to Harry. Niall, already left the kitchen after grabbing a few more beer, letting you two with your flirts.

"Gotta spice it more up, if it has 'Brit' in its name." Harry imitated the quotation marks with his two index fingers. He grabbed the bottle of tequila and poured in some more shots.

"Honey, tequila might be a bit too spicey for you. Must've added Gin or something different"

"Well, than it should be perfectly spiced for that little Latina here" He toasted while giving you a wink.

"Dios Mio!" you let your Spanish accent hanging out and gestured like you waved some air to you. The two of you began to giggle towards the opposite person.

"Cheers"

"Cheers"

As the night goes on, you managed to get shit ass drunk due to Niall and Harry always refilling your glass when it wasn't even half empty. Some of the guys already left, the rest made themselves comfortable on the large couch. You, yourself were sunk into the single chair. As Harry returned from saying goodbye to some of his friends he moved over to the armrest of the chair you were sitting in right now.

"Hey, it is so long to go until we come together like this again guys. So drink!" Again Niall was throwing the next round for the group.

"Not for me, bro. I've got to give an interview tomorrow in the afternoon. Don't wanna sleep in to long after getting wasted" Harry handed his glass to you, giving you a small delicate smile.

"You gotta stand in for me tonight, Nikky"

"Boy, I am not gonna make it through this night if we go on like this"

"So?"

"So what?" you didn't understand what Harry was about.

A few minutes later he moved closer to you. It made you a bit nervous that he was really close by now. You glared him a questioning look.

"Would you move over?"

"Where should I move, Styles. This is a one man chair."

"It can easily fit two"

"yeah, how?" blame it on the alcohol, but you didn't catch what he was about. So you still looked at him innocently not knowing what he wanted. He awed at you and patted on both of his tights.

"Here?"

"Fine" you rolled your eyes to annoy him a bit but pulled him in by his forearm with a big grin. You let yourself drop down on his lap. The two of you moved around a bit until you both found a comfortable position. Your butt on one tight while your legs bent over his other leg. Your back leaning against his chest. Harry threw both arms around your hips while one free hand rested a bit above the side of your butt. You could sense that he wanted to touch you but was to shy to really do it infront of your friends. Once in a while, when he moved his head, you could feel his breathing on your neck. When his warm lips got closer to you, you winced a bit. You knew he liked it as he repeated it a few times and chuckled silently afterwards. You grabbed his tight with one hand to pinch him to stop. But it seemed as it just encouraged him to go on with the teasing.

"Stop it" you whispered so silent that only Harry could hear you. He saw you biting your lower lip. You knew that he liked it, he liked to tease you and it made you feel even more needy. You moved a bit to catch his eyes. Both of you grinning at each other while you sipped the last bit of your drink.

"You are cute" he whispered to you. Now he was the one biting his lips to suppress his feelings.

As the night goes on with drinking and talking, Harry and you managed to not being to obvious with your flirts. After a while you decided to get up and help Lilly, who was cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. She was another one who always managed to stay more sober than being tipsy. The view of you trying to stay straight while walking made her chuckle.

"Girl, what got you so drunk?"

"Dunno, just to much mixed up all at once or so"

"It would be better for you if you sit down a bit. Gotta check how to get you home. Here!" she offered you a glass of water.

After you've swallowed the water down within just a few seconds you got of from the bar chair at the kitchen counter and went back to the living room where Harry already discussed with Lilly that he will accompany you home since he just wanted to leave and didn't live that far away from yours.

"But my home is nearer than yours. I don't want to bother you to have a detour just because of me"

Harry helped you in your coat.

"Nikky, like I said. Don't be a fool. It's just a twenty minutes walk, so I don't care."

"I can call a taxi. I don't want you to have any circumstances because of me" you whined at your friend. Drunk you can be a pain in the ass sometimes. You always shame yourself the next day for acting like a whining child when your drunk.

"You don't. Come on!"

"But Harry, you have to work tomorrow. I don't want to bother!" you whined even more. Harry was still patient with you. He really liked the drunken way of yours. He found it kinda cute since he new how different and sexy you could be sometimes.

"You can be a pain in the ass Nikky. Now come on!" he offered you his hand and pulled you towards him. As you didn't reckoned him to pull you in so fast you stumbled against his chest another time.

"Ouch, asshole" you tried to hit him back hard but only managed to hit him with a little slap which caused him to laugh.

"Come on you little wrestler" he pulled you into his arms and went to your friends to say goodbye.

The cold London air his you immediately. You tried to zip up your long red coat but failed a few times while trying to keep the pace of Harry. Frustrated you stopped to try to zip up the wool but again failed. Harry noticed your fight with the zipper but didn't bother to help you. He was too amused of the cute way of how you got annoyed about yourself and watched for some seconds. After a while he took a few steps closer to you again.

"I'm freezing...." you sighed upset. Looking him in his eyes and getting struck by his gentle smile, you almost fell over your own feet. Harry pulled you by the hem of your coat towards his body.

"Let me help you, come here!"

The alcohol began to hit again, mixed with the fresh air it even felt harder while it got in your head. The fuzzy feeling and Harry's body near yours amused you.

"Stop to chuckle, Nikky. I can't catch the zipper if you keep on shaking like this. Please" he began to chuckle along with you. You had to hang on to his shoulders while he tried to zip up your coat.

"Oh my, how did I even got so wasted today?" you couldn't stop to laugh now.

"Well maybe, because you drank almost a bottle of tequila alone and a few more glasses of other stuff? Ever thought about that?"

"You made me!" he almost screamed at him while still laughing.

"I didn't"

"Sure you did"

"Nope" he poked the 'p' out while he finally managed to zip up your coat. He straightened your scarf and gave you a soft smile again. Suddenly you felt strange in your stomach. You cannot assign it to the alcohol or Harry being so cute towards you. You quickly turned around and fastened your steps. You wanted to get home and say goodbye so that you don't have to bother with a next make out situation. You knew that this time you wouldn't say no to him and you knew that it will change your whole friendship if you go farther.

"Stop running, you little shit!" you hear Harry giggly scream in your neck. Although you being a very fast walker, he easily caught up and kept the pace with his long legs. You tried to walk even faster but almost slipped over your feet, which made you both chuckle again. Finally you lost balance and fell down in his arms.

"Hey!" you've never seen Harry's face so bright but scared at the same time.

"Would you please stop acting so stupid, you gonna get hurt!?"

"No! It's not my fault if you fill me up."

"Nikky!"

"....Harry!"

"Hey!"

"Now it's your task to take care of me, so deal with it!" you spread your arms and pointed to your face with a big smile.

His dimpled deepens as she shook his head looking down at you and got on his knees infront of you.

"Girl, you are a pain in the ass when your drunk. What am I gonna do with you?"

"Well, first...." you raised your finger right Infront of his face to exhort him "...stop being so cute to me. And second, just bring me home." You threw your head back in frustration about yourself, about the alcohol, about his face which light up at your acting, about you being so clingy right now.

Harry was entertained by your acting. You had been drunk a few times but he never experienced you behave like this. He always liked you, he enjoyed being around you. But the last time you two got wasted and ended up making out changed his feelings. He didn't only like you, he wanted you. First he thought he was just turned on. You are a beautiful women and he always appreciated your character as well. But now he knew he isn't just turned on, he liked the way you look at him. He liked the way that you are annoyed of him being soft for you. He liked how you fell for his charme.

Harry reached out his hand for you to grab.

"Come on" he winked at you with his charming smile but you didn't even though about getting up. You were so tired right now and you could swear were about to throw up if you got up on your feet.

"Nikky, you cannot sit on the ground the whole night. It is ass cold. Let's go home. Come on sweetheart"

"Sweetheart?"

His chuckle didn't make it any better. You got lost in his eyes and smile combined with your stomach staring to hurt. You felt wasted and bad. Suddenly you took his hand almost in reflex, because you didn't even noticed how you managed to get back on your feet. You felt so shit ass deunk, it was hard to move on.

"Harry?" you were so quiet he couldn't even hear you. "Harry, I need a bathroom. How long do we need to go until my place?"

"Uhm, it's a bit."

Your face made him sorrowful. You looked awful and he wanted to make sure to get you home safely. He made up a plan how to bring you home to his place because he would not let you be alone in this rate of drunkenness.

"But it is just five minutes until my place. You can stay ther. Do you feel okay enough to walk?"

"Hmh" you started to get whiney again. "But I don't wanna crash at yours, you have to work tomorrow." he grabbed your arm and almost pulled you towards his body. His hand always resting around your hip to steady you.

"I insist, come on"

It wasn't the first time for you in Harry's apartment but it felt so strange. He must have renovated a few things since a lot of decoration was different now. You let yourself sink on his very large and compfy couch while still wearing your coat. The urge to throw up was gone after your five minutes walk to his apartment and all you wanted to do right now was closing your eyes and sober up. Harry prepared a carafe of cold water and put it on the coffee table with two glasses and aspirin.

He crouched infront of you to open your coat and pull down your boots. You insisted to go home a few times but let him go on with undressing the street clothes. The way he was watching you and be careful how to act towards you to not make you feel ill was soft and sweet. He grabbed your feet and placed them on the couch so that you could lay down more compfy.

"Here you go!" his hand touched your cheek and carresed the hair out of your face. Harry shook his head with a grin "I will so grumble with you tomorrow. You scared the shit out of me. Almost fainted at the street"

" 'M sorry" you tried to smile at him to cheer him up.

"I'm gonna get the bed ready. Take your time. Drink some water and if you feel a bit better you can shower if you want. It will help you sober up a bit." he stood up from the couch and moved towards his room "ah yeah, pink or green toothbrush?"

"Huh?"

"What colour do you want? I have them both"

"Harry!"

"Nikky?!"

"...pink" you answered almost with a whisper. The way he took care of you let you melt infront of him.

After another twenty minutes you managed to get yourself together and shower. Harry left you some spare towels and a large shirt of him in the bathroom. He apologized for not having a selection of showergel which didn't smell so menly, it made you giggle. You kinda liked the smell of his body wash. It was something between coffee, tobacco and vanilla. After stepping out of the shower you brushed your teeths and went to the living room. You felt quite better right now.

Harry was already half asleep on the couch, looking compfy in wide sleeping shorts and a shirt. You felt guilty for making him stay up so long. You sit down at the end of the couch next to his upper body and slightly touched his shoulder to wake him up.

"Hey, what are you doing here? I've prepared my bed for you!"

"I won't sleep in your bed, Harry. Let me use the couch and go get in your bed yourself."

"No, you are my guest, so you can have the bed!" You thought that Harry was slightly offended by your insistence to not use his bed. But you didn't care.

"I wont let you sleep on the couch while I sleep in your room. It just didn't feel right. So move"

You climbed at the couch and let yourself sink in next to him. Your back at the end of the backrest. It was to tight so you forced Harry to move a bit to have few more space. He didn't even though about moving away. Your body's were so close to each other you could feel your soft skins beneath the thin fabrics. Only wearing a lace panty under a shirt didn't help to not get touchy with Harry again. Your legs started to tangle around each other and your nose touched his chin. You could feel Harry's warm breath against your forehead. And you could swear you could feel his lips turn into a smile.

"Would you move a bit please?"

"No!" this came out almost to quick. "I told you to got to bed. I won't move a single inch" his low, sleepy voice hit you. You felt warm and needy. Blame it on the alcohol or on his body near yours, but you only wanted to touch him and kiss him again. You turned your head up to face him. It was dark, the only light came from outside of the window. But you could see his eyes never letting go of staring at your mouth. His hand wandered down your arm to your hip. Harry opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something but closed it a few times. Almost so silent that it was har to listen to him as he finally talked.

"Would you please stop looking at me like this. I'm not half as drunk as you but I swear, I am tipsy enough to fall for your stary eyes if you don't stop to stare, Nikky"

"Fine"

You turned yourself around and lied next to him with your back hitting him against his chest. You felt his heavy breathing, his chest rise and fall against you. For some reason he was to shy to put his arm around you. He acted totally different from a few hours ago where he was totally touchy towards you. So you grabed his arm and pulled it around your belly not letting go of his hand. You fell asleep really quick but Harry couldn't. His heart raced because of you so close to him. He was spooning you and could feel your butt against his lower body. As you jiggled your butt a few times to adjust the perfect position your shirt slid up, exposing lacy fabric against him. His hand wandered down to the hem of your shirt to pull it down again. Just in this moment you woke up and giggled.

"What are you doing, creep?"

"Have you been awake the whole time?" he grumbled in your neck.

"No, no I woke up by someone trying to get me naked while I sleep" you teased while adjust your position again. Now you also noticed that you pressed your half naked butt against Harry's turned on prick.

"I swear to god, Nikky. If you don't stop this thing here I will have to get you naked" You felt his head against your shoulder. His mouth tracing up and down against your neck while he speaks.

"Try.." you cupped his cheek behind your head and pulled him clother to your neck. You never felt so needy like now. His hands wandered up under your shirt and down your belly until it rested just above the hem of your panty. You could feel his thumb throughout the lace tracing down your clit. His crotch growing with every second you pushed your butt against him. He wanted you just as much as you wanted him right now.

"Will you finally come to bed with me?"

"Uh Huh"

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Neigbor

Being the flatmate of the successful attorney and playboy Chris Evans isn't always easy. But as his ex girlfriend turnes out to be the new girlfriend of your flatmate Marc, also your life was about to tipsy turn upside down.

Warnings: mentions of smut, fluff, mention of sex, alcohol, language

Two weeks! Since two weeks you had to surrender in peace with your flatmates. you didn't hate them. Well, at least not Marc, he was a wonderful soul. He was that kind person, everyone loves to hangout with. One, your mum would be proud of if you brought him home. But his best friend Chris was all opposite to him. He was a playboy like it is described in the books. Bringing home a new girl at least two times a week. He sure was good looking, yes, he was well trained and hae the most beautiful eyes you would have sworn you have ever seen. But character is nothing, what you would have ever paired with his name. At least he always picked you up at the university where he helped out during the law courses and you studied at. But you have to admit that the car ride was the only reference points you two had.

You haven't always been a flatmate of those two dorkheads. You moved to New York in the flat next opposite to the guys, to your bigger sister, Lana. Lana just broke up with her fiance and felt alone. And you needed some space nearer to the university, so you agreed her constantly begging for you to move in. Long story short, one day Luke knocked at you door and begged Lana to take him back, she agreed and he moved back in. The wonderful overly romantic mood was going on your nerves very soon. And as you cursed a little bit too loud in the buildings floor again you've got offered the flat from the guys.

***

Three weeks ago:

"God damnit would you please fuck in your room and not moan all over the house!!?" You slammed the door of your flat, standing in the hall ready to go to the flower shop. You couldn't sleep the whole night due to your sister and her boyfriends constantly love makeing. Tired, with a huge coffee in your hand, which you almost tossed down in fright as Chris headed upstairs. "I hope you didn't meant me and...Jenna! No Jenny?..Joana?.. whatever!" he grinned mischievous towards you. Annoyed you rolled your eyes at him. "It's not only you, idiot, which keeps is all up at night with your sex noises. Lana and Luke are constantly over each other since they're back together." "They are?" he must have just been returned from a run since he now started to stretch infront of you. You caught yourself staring a little bit to long at his muscles which initiate under his clothes. Damn, has he a nice butt. "Luke just moved in again" you tried to ignore his butt. "AHH.. that's why he didn't come back to sleep in his room for even one night the last five days!" he turned to you. "Like what you see?" With a childish grin he asked. You were totally pulled out of your thoughts. The not staring didn't worked out the right way. "Shut up dickhead, you were the one who stretched his ass towards me. A women can also have a quick look" you tried to explain yourself and head down stairs.

***

It was a long shift at the flower shop and you had been so happy to be close to call it a day as Marc entered the flower shop in the last minute.

"Don't tell me you forgot your mum's birthday or something?" you raised an eyebrow at him "A last minute flower call is never a good sign.. besides why are you looking so fancy?" "Hey you, nice to see ya too." you rolled your eyes at Marcs constantly kindness. "No...Hey, I just wanted to tell you something, the boys and I discussed about. And... actually I have a date in a few minutes and thought a nice flower might be a good way to leave a good impression"

"Good point, gentleman. I will prep a pink rose if that's okay?" "Sounds great." he spoke a bit louder now since you strayed somewhere in the background to pack his flower. "By the way, Chris told me that your housing situation is a bit difficult lately." still working on the green for the flower you stretched your head to look at Marc "Pah, I whish it would be difficult. It's freaking nerve wrecking!" "Yeah, I know how annoying it can be...Anyway, so we talked to Luke and offered him to swap his room with yours. Only if you agree, for sure."

"Excuse me?" you asked yourself if you overheard anything or if Marc really offered you to swap rooms.

"Yeah, well you know. We know how exhausting Luke and Lana could be when they are totally over each others. We experienced I ourselves. So, Chris had the idea to ask Luke and he is totally fine with it. If you agree, you can start to move in directly tomorrow. I am off for work but Chris already offered to help with all the furniture and stuff."

Not even thinking about the offer for one minute you agreed. "Sounds like a plan!" you smiled to Marc and handed him the beautiful pink rose.

***

The next day you already sat in your new flats living room. All parcels had been packed and half already unpacked. Thank god for the short distance it didn't took to long. To your surprise Chris really helped you with the carrying of the 'heavy stuff' "You really don't believe I would have handled it on my own, do you?" "Mary!" he chuckled out "look at you! You are..so tiny." he nearly whined the 'tiny' which let you only roll your eyes at him "There's no way you could have lifted your fully packed wardrobe alone." "I'm not tiny, I'm greatness packed compact!" You glared him a serious look while you gestured your body shape with your arms. Chris let out a laugh which filled his whole body. He threw away his upper bod and smacked himself on the chest. You don't really knew what was THaT funny, but his heartwarming laugh made yourself smile in his direction. "By the way, don't call me Mary. For you I'm still Marianne" "As long as I have to help you with your movement, you are Mary" he wrapped his huge arm around your shoulder,pulling you in to a sidehug. You can't help but roll your eyes about his cockyness but somehow you enjoyed the way, you two might be heading to.

***

It was the end of summer and the sun set down a bit earlier by now. As it turned to become dark you've finally unpacked the last stuff into your cabinets. Exhausted you popped down and let yourself rest on your bed. The door of your room still a bit open. "Beer?" You heard Chris scream across the living room towards you. Does he really tries to be nice to you? You two didn't ever had many contact points the last half year since you lived in New York. The only talk you've had was about his one-night-stands whenever you saw them leave his flat like a proud macho. You, for your side always ended it and let him know so. He was a jerk and an asshole towards ladies. Only seeing them as bedtoys. You can't really believe Lana the story about Chris ex girlfriend. He must have been totally in love with her and was totally heartbroken after she split because of someone new. Getting rid of your thoughts quickly, you answered "Uhm, yeah. Why not!"

He sat on the couch infront of the TV and raised his hand with a beer. You grabbed the bottle and cheered him. "Pats?" you mimicked to the TV and let yourself fall to the couch next to him. Surprised he looked over to you. "You watch football? Really?" "Ya, sometimes. But i'm more of a soccer girl." "I really underestimated you, Stacey!" Chris smiled towards you with a smile that could have turned you belly upside down if you weren't sober right now. "What does that mean, Evans? Didn't you think I am cool enough for you?" Chris chuckled, almost spilling his beer. "You know, you just don't look like a football fan." "Uh huh, how do I look then?" Does this conversation start to get playfull? You don't know what even couraged you to. Chris opened his mouth a few times just as if he wanted to start to talk but took a sip after the fourth time. "You know, you look more like a really serious young women. A good looking one but..." "Nah, I am the opposite of serious!" You raised from the couch to grab some more beer. "I don't know. Never experienced it!" Chris turned his head back to you with kind of a smirk on his face. On his extraordinary beautiful face. What was wrong with you? It's just the dork flatmate!! "Thank you, and thank you for your help. Really appreciate it. I think I really underestimated you too, Chris!" You head back to the couch, handing him his beer.

***

Soon,after a few more beer you fell asleep in total exhaustion on the couch. As your body slid deeper into the couch, your head dropped on Chris shoulder. The sweet humming of you totally pulled him out of watching the game. He was used to the touch women, used to beautiful women. But your head on his shoulder, you body touching his body and filled his left side with a comfortable warmth made him breath faster than he wanted to. He didn't want to wake you up so he tried to only shift a little bit to let you drop down into an comfortable posture. You now totally cuddled up against his chest while his arm was holding your side. You looked sweet and innocent but he'll he knew you was a brave women with a lot of self esteem. Your strawberry blonde curly shoulder long hair nearly fallen into your face. He couldn't help but tug it away behind your ears. He wondered what was it, that made him ignore a Pats game and stare at you until the sound of the keys turning made him wake up of his thoughts.

***

Marc stared at you and Chris slightly irritated. "Dude, you already laid out new flatmate?" he whispered towards Chris. "Shhh, she just fell asleep on the couch while we watched the game. I didn't even touched her once. So shut up!" In disbelief Marc raised his eyebrow. "Yeah, this would be the first time you didn't touch a hot girl who's lying on your lap. Remember our flatmate code, bro. Leave your fingers off of her."

You woke up by the two guys talking to each other and surprisingly they talked about you. You decided to let your eyes shut to hear whats it about. "You know I can listen to you, do ya?" You sit up back again straight. Glaring Chris an excusing face. "Sorry!" you padded his shoulder "No, it's ok" she almost whispered while waving your excuse off. "Well Marc, thanks for the compliment. Hot, Huh? What's the flatmate code exactly about?" you turned your head between Marc and Chris. "Oh, it's nothing..." Chris answered quickly, interrupted by Marc. "Rule number one. Which is the only rule to be honest. Bring home whoever you want and fuck whoever you want but don't fuck one of your flatmates."

***

The first night in your new flat gifted you with great sleep and your couldn't be happier about it. Still in your Victoria's Secret PJ with a tiny short, your hair up in a messy bun you walked into the kitchen where Chris was already sitting witch cornflakes Infront of him. "Morning!" you stretched you muscles again while groaning into your hand. Your top slid up a bit and let free a small spot of your waist. You caught Chris not only staring at your but but also staring at your skin now. "Like what you see?" He almost choked on his cornflakes which made you laugh out. Slipping into your chair at the table while preparing your sandwich, you've got interrupted by a heavy knocking on your flat door. Chris stood up to open it "Linda?" "Oh Hi Chris, uhm, I thought you've already left for work. Uhm!" "Well, i did Not!" he raised his arms as much as he raised his voice. "Uhm, I just wanted to leave that for Marc. He just forgot it at the bar yesterday, where I saw him." That utterly hot blond chic handed him something what looked like Marc's phone. You could swear she was a model or something. "oh, I didn't knew he saw you" You observed the scene from your dining table. "Yeah, he was on a date there." That unbelievably pretty blonde women smiled at Chris. "Well, I will go now." Just as she turned around Chris asked "How are you doing Linda?" "Fine I am fine. Look, I am in a hurry. See you!"

Just as she left, Chris closed the door and let himself lean against it. He let out a loud sigh while running his hands through his face. "Okay, what was that telenovela about?" you asked him in disbelief. "That, that was my ex." You could barely hear his answer but you can see that something in his behaviour changed. He was truly upset. And for the first time knowing him, you felt something different than annoyance towards Chris.

You felt really sorry for him.

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A huge shout-out to all Tumblr writers. Do you know if your entry is saved somewhere when you delete it accidentally?? I must have deleted the first part of by the way somehow. I could cryyyyyy!!

For all who are waiting for a next part. I am currently working on the next part but also an alternate story with Nikky and Harry. So thank you for your Patience.

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Hiii, I was trying to read your harry fic but can't seem to find the first part, so I was wondering if you could link me to it? Thank you! Hope you're having a wonderful day

Hi, i was searching for it but couldn't find it myself. I've must have deleted it somehow. 😭😭😭 What a shitty. I try to find it on my computer. But if you begin with the second part, there isn't so much missing. I am so sorry!