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love at coachella

Description - a journey of the moments that built up to Coachella

A/N - this is a fic dedicated to the monumental moment of harry performing at coachella. i’m so proud and happy for him - he owns the world <3

warnings : smut (only in last entry), swearing, angst

17th June 2020

The call came at 2 A.M. in the morning.

Your head was safely tucked into Harry’s neck as you both slept soundly. Harry’s head rested on top of yours and his tattooed arm cradled you into his side, pulling you as close as comfortably possible. 

“H.” You said softly, the letter barely coming out of your mouth from the morning gruffness. 

You pushed him with the hand on his chest, trying to wake him up from the deep sleep he was clearly in. The touch of your cold hand on his warm chest was enough to wake him up.

“Hmm?” He spoke, clearly confused, before hearing the ring of his phone from the bedside table. “Fuck sake.” He groaned, removing his arm from around you to twist his body over and reach for his phone. 

He lay back down in bed, scooping his arm around you to pull you back onto his chest. He liked having you near him at all times, not having any issues with personal space. If you were sat on a sofa watching a movie together, you were practically sat on top of one another. If you were sat at dinner together, you always sat on the same side of the table. If you were waiting in a queue somewhere, you’d always be within millimetres of one another. You hated space when it came to being with one another. 

“’Lo?” Harry grumbled, his morning voice causing instant butterflies in your stomach.

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ok imagine a fluffy make out session with harry and he’s just SO damn needy for your kisses like nothing sexual but 😫

i love needy harry

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“One more, m’kay?”

This has been going on for half an hour now. She just wanted to have a cuddly movie night with her big, warm bear of boyfriend but she doesn’t even remember what the film is about. It started with one kiss. Wouldn’t be there this lovestruck man who is weirdly clingy today and demanding for her attention, she could just focus.

“Angel…” she stresses the pet name, “The film…”

His bottom lip juts out, pouting ever so puppy-like up at her from where he is sort of thrown in her lap and just balancing to stay up with the help of her hold on the side of his waist. “The bloody film can wait. M’your boyfriend ‘n much more important than that, needy for love,” he blinks his eyes at her.

She sighs, going through all the options in her head but honestly it’s too difficult when she has him brush his thumb over her cheek in circles and his lips nipping at her neck, “Fine. Just one. One kiss and that’s—”

Harry’s mouth presses against her in a desperate kiss, mumbling a quick ,“Yes, hmm, yes,” as he nudges the tip of his tongue against hers to open up and tries to get her to a more passionate kiss.

Y/n pulls back with a gasp her hands against his chest, “No no no no no. I said one—”

Harry curls his fingers around her small wrists and leans in again. Lips smacking several short pecks on her lips. “Does it matter?”

Desperately trying to keep her thoughts straight, she begins to cave in as his teeth gently nibble at her bottom lip, pulling it away and his eyes watching as it snaps back in its place, his tongue meets hers again. “Harry,” Y/n whines because she just can’t resist his kisses, his lips, the way the curls on his forehead tickle her skin, the way he feels like a massive blanket hugging her body.

“Holy shit,” he separates from her with his forehead still pressed to hers, eyes closed and the tip of their noses brushing playfully, “I’m so in love with you.” His hands lift from where they were gripping her sides to her head, brushing the loose strands of hair away from her face on his way through her hair. “I just can’t seem t’ stop.” Harry smacks a loud and wet kiss on her nose and grins.

“I’m so in love with you, angel.”

He cracks a smile at that. “Good, because I pretty much don’t give a damn ‘bout this film. Kiss me some more.” He purses his lips, eyes closed but brows raised in anticipation.

A wide grin stretches over her face. Lovingly, she squishes his cheeks in her hands and brings his puckered mouth to hers again. “Needy baby.”

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The Nearness of You - A Harry Styles One Shot

A friends to lovers one shot feat. birthdays, pining and stolen purses.

Hello, please enjoy this fever dream fic that came to me a week ago and is now somehow 13.5k and gracing your eyeballs. I’ve never written a one-shot of this nature before and it was quite a refreshing distraction from my usual, long-form fics. Thank you to Anne @oh-honey-styles​ for the encouragement (bullying) and for posting the pic that inspired it all. To everyone else, read on x katey *Because this is quite lengthy, I’d recommend opening in a browser because the Tumblr app can be glitchy*

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“When you’re in my arms And I feel you so close to me All my wildest dreams came true” The Nearness of You, Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong

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You love the cold.

London in February isn’t everybody’s cup of tea, but you feel positively giddy walking down the icy Soho street in your new & Other Stories snow boots. The hard, black leather is already making your toes ache, and they’re rubbing against the heel of your left foot, but they’ll stretch to size, and you can tell these are going to be Your Signature Boots. The wind whips against your cheeks, red flushing them as you cross the laneway and push open the door to the chic little restaurant you’ve followed on Instagram for years but never had an excuse to try. Figures Harry chose it for tonight. Sometimes you wondered if the coincidences were a little too … Coincidental.

“Hi,” you smile brightly to the maître d’, “I’m uh … I’m here for the birthday? For Harry?”

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Favorite Random Harry Styles Smut Links

WARNINGS: smut, mostly submissive Harry

Good morning - Harry Styles

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medicine*

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VOGUE Shoot

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Can you imagine harry getting a bj for the first time 😱 he would be super whiny and hopelessly desperate, bless

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after-after party

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i know you usually only write for cody but imagine giving harry a handjob and forcing him to look at his reflection in the mirror. so he’s on his knees facing the mirror and you’re behind him stroking him 👻

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Okay I need a full version of night swimming with Harry and you giving him a handjob.

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Dirty BBQ - Harry Styles

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neverland I*

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Wanna Be Yours

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Baby You’ve Got Me Tied Down

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makin harry come & he’s not allowed to touch himself

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My Little Mess

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The Pact

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Please please some Harry being edged!!!

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Date Night

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My Princess

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Just imagine sub!harry, alright? Laying on the bed on his back and shirtless, his arms stiff at his sides because you told him not to move. You slowly unbutton his jeans, tutting at him about how he had been misbehaving during the dinner party that night.

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Imagine overstimulating Harry. Like you've already made him cum but you continue riding him and he whimpers from the combined pain and pleasure.

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Golden

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needy harry 💕 (smut)

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Sunday Smut Concept #23

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my stress reliever

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Twelve Hours in Miami // h.s. - Part 2

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Jasmine

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Best friend y/n taking pictures of H in a field of sunflowers 🧐😇

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I know your requests are closed but GOSH it would be so hot for the roles to be reversed in 'Not Fake' where Harry 1. Never had an orgasm, 2. Was never able to get off from a previous hookup/partner 3. Hadn't had an orgasm in a REALLy long time so when things get /steamy/ he's v sensitive and swollen and so whiny to be touched......Ok I need to go and lie down or go outside bc I shouldn't be thinking of these things!

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Issues [h.s]

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Harry being a complete sub,while y/n riding Him and praising him till he cums really hard and whining when she cleans him up cause he's still so sensitive

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hard candy

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Want Some Help?

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Champagne Mixed with a Bit of Adrenaline [h.s.]

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I'm sorry but I can only imagine how cute harry is when he's horny :(( he's all whimpering, lying on his bed, wearing only a white shirt while he's pumping himself. I can picture him wearing his rings too, and biting into a cloth to keep himself quiet while blushing. HHHHHHH

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He Masturbates To You * 14+

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For When You’re Missing Me.

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Sub harry who is just discovering his kinks and your fucking him one day and put your hand on his neck and he says tighter in a breathy little whimper and so you do and that's how he finds out he likes getting choked

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Phone Lovin’. // Dirty Harry Styles Blurb

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A Special Valentine

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His First. (A Dirty Harry Styles One Shot)

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The Fishnets

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I can't get the thought out of my head of Harry waking up hard and grinding on the bed to get himself off until he cums. Or humping a pillow until he cums.

.....just think he's also probably done that at some point or another.

Shit, I am feral omfg.

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anything with nipples clamp PERIODT

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cum swapping w harry !: after sucking him off you spit his cum into his mouth so he can realize how good he tastes 😌

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Excessive (Harry Mini Oneshot)

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Little Spoon

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then again sometimes i get really sweet (harry styles imagine)

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I Don’t Care (I Love You)

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Sheep between the sheets CEO! Harry

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The One About Harry’s Moans

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Daddy

Warning(s):sub!harry, a little degrading, daddy kink (a little different from the usual one)

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Oh, Anna!

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I know you said neither h or the missus used the safe word ever but can you imagine if H did. All the stories about that it’s always the missus but what if harry gets too overwhelmed and uses it and the missus feels bad

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Welcome Home

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Cuddling with harry and u slip ur hands down his joggers just to feel his dick and he’s like .... Nah that’s not on tbh and ur like I JUST LIKE FEELING IT IN MY HAND

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Grind. (A Harry Styles Blurb)

Grind. PT 2 (A Harry Styles Blurb)

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In which you’re way too good at riding harry.

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LINE GOES DEAD

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Playing with harry's nipples and figuring out that they're really sensitive

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Own Me

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I feel like Harry would Nut™ if he undid his trousers, pulled them down, and you just went "Wow." LIKE THAT BOY IS BIG™ AND THICK™ AND I WANT HIM TO FUCK ME™ AND TEASE ME WITH HOW BIG HE IS™

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Marks

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HS Subby Husband Harry Concepts

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I JUST 🗣WANNA🗣TALK🗣ABOUT HARRY BEING INTO SPANKING🗣 but aye plot twist HE LIKES BEING SPANKED BC HE'S BEEN A BAD BOY™ and he's all breathless and rutting against your thigh as you leave red handprints on his ass plEASE TELL ME I AINT ALONE IN THIS

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Good Morning.

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waking up to harry moaning and grinding his hips into the bed and taking care of him

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pls do one with 13, 14, 23. maybe y/n and harry are friends, but they both feel a little more for each other and one night they kiss for the first time and/or sleep together. <3

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E10 w subharry

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Maybe figuring out h has a pain kink and he asks the reader to spank him

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h dry humping the reader until he cums

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BUT LIKE BEST FRIEND HARRY WHO TEACHES YOU TO BE SEXUAL BICKCJD

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no bc alienrry being h word for the first time 😭😭😭😭 he would be like MY STOMACH IT BURNS WHAT IS HAPPENING AM I DYING

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Harry grinding on the readers thigh. I always see the reader grinding on his thigh, but this sounds so hot

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In which Harry gets hard at the most unconvenient moment

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The Dry Humpty Dumpty

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10 please !!!!! :) xxx

Hope you enjoy!! Thanks for requesting, hope you’re well! xxx 💚  💚  💚

Prompt: #10, I swear; if you die, I’ll kill you. 

[08] “Do I ever win with you?”

She absolutely hates this.

She’s always juggling the worst things about dating her Harry. Harry thinks it’s his restless sleeping habits, she doesn’t argue but she thinks the fact that they can’t ever go out for karaoke with friends takes a bigger piece of the cake. (I mean they could but Harry has this damn stupid habit of stealing the show without even trying.)

And it’s fine the other way as well because she’s got a whole list of things that make her a pain in his ass.

But the rough bits never overthrow the good bits so all stays well and balanced. Because she’s willing to give up on karaoke and wake up in the morning beside him (there aren’t a lot of those mornings) and see him with all of the duvet.

But now, she’s sure this bit now takes the biggest piece of the cake. When he’s feeling poorly, even worse than poorly and there’s nothing she can do. Nothing she can do to make him feel better, because she can’t even see him. The only thing she can do is check in for updates because her life goes on as well whether she wants it to or not.

Because he’s usually somewhere else, always somewhere else and she can’t jet off for a bit because she’s got her own commitments. Her own life that sometimes likes to clash with his. Their lives don’t always line right up, match right up but they get through that. They make up for those lost hours or days with the short time they’re given. They know how to make their minutes together (which they swear are shorter than the regular ones) last.

So when she’s putting her key in the door and her phone rings deep in her bag and can’t reach it in time she thinks, typical. Her day cannot get worse. The card reader at work wasn’t reading cards and no one taught her what to do when that happens. And a group having lunch wanted to split the bill across five credit cards. That might as well have been someone asking her to build something for the space station.

But when she called Harry’s number right back after she missed it she decided that splitting a bill between five credit cards is child’s play.

“Don’t get scared, alright? Promise me you—”

“What happened!” She drops her bag to the hardwood floor.

“Just told you not to get scared!” He whines. “Were you even listening to me?”

“You don’t start a phone call like that! Are you mad! Now m’gonna be scared!”

“M’in the hospital for a bit just for—”

“What! Why—”

“Listen to me! Christ you never listen!”

“Keep talking!”

“I’ve been feeling a bit off recently yeah? Told you so yesterday, so m’here now just getting tests done. M’gonna be fine, just tired.”

“You’re downplaying it—”

“M’not downplaying anything—”

“Yes you are! You always do.”

“Am not!” He defends.

“You wouldn’t be in the hospital if you were fine!”

“I feel fine!”

He’s not really feeling fine. He knows he’s going to be fine because he’s being cared for and looked at now. So he will be fine and so there’s no point in worrying her.

But this is what got him into this whole mess in the first place. Him telling himself that he’s fine, putting it off and promised that all he needed was a good sleep and that’s all. And that’s really not all it is, he’s exhausted.

“M’not arguing with you right now!”

“Just wanted to make sure you knew!”

“Could I talk to your doctor?” She asks even though it’s not really a question. It’s a demand dressed up as a question because he will do as she asks.

“Love, m’really fine, promise—”

“Did I ask you!” She asks. “No I didn’t, want to hear that from the doctor.”

“Don’t believe me?”

“No.” She admits without trouble.

“Why’s that?”

“Because you always say you’re fine, you obviously were not fine this time when you told me you were feeling a bit sick yesterday. Now look where you are! Took you two weeks to speak up!”

“I thought it would pass in the morning.” He argues. “Six mornings ago.” He mutters.

“And did it?”

“No—”

“Harry.” She says sternly. The type where he knows he’s only got one option.

Harry is exhausted is what the diagnosis is and she’s seething. Because she knows this. It doesn’t take a doctor to tell. When he comes home all he does is sleep and that’s all she wants him to do. He’ll apologize, say something along the lines of how they should be spending time together. But she covers his mouth before he can continue the sentence, tucks him back in and closes their bedroom door.

She knows he’s exhausted, that he’s fitting so much on his plate until it overflows. And he doesn’t know it’s overflowing till it hits him on the head and he’s in a hospital bed.

But Harry on the other hand just feels plain stupid. Hospitalized for exhaustion. He just needs a good sleep he thinks and he’ll be good. That’s what he’s been telling them but it’s more than that now. He’s just thinking about when he’ll be released. He didn’t hear the part where because he didn’t let himself recover from the flu he had a week ago, just kept going and going it’s come back to bite him. He’s not listening to the part about how he’s dehydrated and exhausted himself down to the core.

And she told Harry to take a break. To take even one day just to sleep and eat properly. Did he listen? No. Because he’s damn stubborn and hardheaded that one. That’s probably why they clash because she’s more of the same.

She knew he was feeling tired and nauseous here and there so she told him to do something about it. She knew it wasn’t normal for him to feel like this, weak and dizzy all the time. And it’s so frustrating on her end because all she can do is shout at him from an ocean away to go see a doctor. But she can’t do anything else. And then he has the nerve to get angry with her when she manages to get his people on the phone and tell them he’s feeling poorly. But that’s all she can do so she does it.

When the phone gets passed back to Harry and he answers she’s silent for a second.

“Love?”

“I swear.” her fist tightens at her side. “If you ever do this again—”

“M’not dying!”

“God forbid one day you will be and then what! You’ll call me a week later and tell me you’ve got a fever and that’s all!”

“What are you on about! M’fine—”

“Don’t interrupt me.” She whines. “You can’t, you just can’t. Because if you pretend that things are fine, one day they really won’t be! Just like today!”

“I didn’t mean to worry you just now. Just wanted to tell you what happened so you wouldn’t hear it from someone who isn’t me—”

“Why didn’t you tell me all of what you were feeling these last few days!” He only told her about the flu a week ago and that he’s been feeling tired. That’s it. Nothing about the dizziness, the weakness or nausea that he told the doctor about.

“I didn’t think it was something to worry you with.” He answers honestly.

She can’t help herself, she can’t help think about the worst case scenarios always. The ones she might not be around for because he’s away more often than not. So her mind goes there without asking for her permission.

“If you die I will kill you.”

“M’still gonna die either way then won’t I!”

She doesn’t care if it’s a cold, a sprained finger or a failing kidney. All of it matters especially when she isn’t there to make sure that it’s just that and not something much worse. It’s different when they’re apart. Every detail needs to be said.

“I wont forgive you,” she shakes her head. “I will but I’ll be very cross, could take me a few days to untangle me from it.”

“Don’t want that.” He shakes his head even if she can’t see it.

He really doesn’t because when she’s cross with him he doesn’t hear the end of it. Mostly because she doesn’t speak to him for a bit. He nearly forgets how her voice sounds and what her smile looks like. So he doesn’t want that.

“No you don’t.”

He hears noises in the background on her end. Shuffling and whatnot.

“What are you doing?”

“What do you think m’doing! Packing!”

“You can’t,” he shakes his head. “You’ve got school and—”

“Don’t tell me what I can’t do!”

“M’telling you!”

“Harry—”

“No! You—”

“Please just let me see you.” She says and it sounds different. She isn’t shouting right back at him, raising the volume each time he does until they’re in a full on shouting match. And he knows she can, they usually do. She was supposed to keep her voice loud and keep fighting him but she’s quiet now. She doesn’t want to fight with him. Her request which is usually a demand is a an urgent beg and it’s soft.

And she knows by now that when he says no it is’t because he doesn’t want to see her obviously. Maybe she thought so when they first started seeing each other. She knows now that he doesn’t want to disrupt her life. Take her away from her things and her commitments that are just as important as his.

He despises disrupting her things. Taking her away from the things that don’t involve him. Because those are still hers. Those have stayed hers. There are only a few things that have stayed the same for her since he came into her life. And he knows that and he’s wary about it that the time.

He doesn’t ever want her to put her life on hold for him. He doesn’t see himself worthy enough of that and she shouts at him properly for that when he does things like this. Like keep her from him.

It’s nonsense.

He thinks it’s just because of who he is and what he does that’s being a bother. It isn’t, it never is. It’s because he’s feeling sick and she wants to see him. He’s not a disturbance or a bother because of who he is. Every couple feels the same way, puts their life on a hold for a minute to tend to more important things. And they aren’t any different than any other couple walking down the street at the same time they do.

“Ok love,” he sighs. “You win.”

“Could be a bit more excited, you haven’t seen me in seventeen days.”

“Do I ever win with you?” He smiles to himself. He’s just agreed to her beg and now she’s mad at him for the way he’s responded to it. But he knows he has won. Won everything with her. He always feels like the big winner when he’s with or without her. And Harry likes winning.

“In that case, I don’t have to bring the shirt you forgot with me.”

“No bring it.” He pouts.

“Not so smart now are you?”

“Never said I was! You’re the brains in this love.” He sighs. “Graduating soon.” He smiles to himself.  

“So you better be well by then! And alive! Didn’t go through all that not to have you here!”

“I’ll be there. You’ll kill me if m’dead before, so I’ve got to show my face.”

“I miss your face you know that?”

“Really?” He asks, purely shocked at the idea.

“Really.”

“Even when m’a big bother?”

“Even then.”

“Could you pack faster? Don’t hear any packing in the background anymore, you’ve got me excited to see you and—”

“Do I ever win with you?” She says in the same tone as he did. She’s getting herself on a plane, started packing just as she heard he was in the hospital and now he’s asking her to hurry it up?

But she’s very capable of answering that question on her own. She wins everyday with him even when she isn’t with him. Because he’s got this really bad habit of leaving himself everywhere. Everything reminds her of him and he’s always lingering in just about everything.

He stays with you.

That’s probably why he’s so good at what’s keeping him away from home for so long.

“Just bring the damn shirt over.” He grins.

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boyfriend!harry

yacht!harry

(modern) prince!harry

wedding!harry

dad!harry

director!y/n

author!y/n

fashion student!h

summer!harry

husband!harry

author!y/n

italy!harry

Two kids bully Harry and his little neighbour comes for the rescue (a blurb from the ‘My Girl Series’)

AU: older!Harry (4-year age gap), childhood best friends. 

I was going through my Patreon when I found this from last year and remembered that I forgot to post this on Tumblr…Forgive me.

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She knew something was wrong when Harry didn’t come home at 5 PM like he always did. His mum had threatened to ground him for a month if he stayed out with his friends after football practice to avoid chores, so there was no way he would do that.

The little girl sat on her front porch, tapping her feet impatiently. After what seemed like an hour or maybe more, she got up and went to the field to look for him.

Just like she had thought, Harry was there but he wasn’t alone. He was with two other kids, both bigger than him, probably older too. The fatter one grabbed Harry’s collar and almost lifted his feet off the ground with a violent tug.

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updated: 3/1/2021

✰ = smut

☂ = angst

(if there’s nothing next to it, then it’s fluff)

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here are all my playlists!

24 hour bookstore→part one, part two✰: you meet harry one night while he’s in nyc and then he asks you on a date and things get…dirty

quarantine confessions: harry’s in la and you’re in nyc and he stops calling and you wonder if your kiss screwed everything up

the quarantine couch✰: you’re staying with your parents during quarantine and you have…needs

a trim: harry really needs a haircut

fuck ‘em only we know (light smut): based off of Bank’s song

boardwalk (summer feeling challenge): you and harry have a fun night on the boardwalk in ocean city, md

wallowing: after another one of your relationships end, you pour a large glass of wine and decide it’s time for some wallowing while fine line blasts throughout your apartment and your best friend comes to comfort you

wallowing part two (wip): you and harry have been seeing one another but nothing’s official; you two go out one night and he fucks up so you go home to wallow in your feelings—again.

ungodly hour→ part one, part two✰: request based off of chloe x halle’s song

26 ☂: request based off Gracie Abrams’s song 21 

fine line✰:harry plays you fine line for the first time and some things come out

tis the damn season: ✰ based on miss swifts iconic tune

green eyes☂: based on the song green eyes by Joseph, or harry wants to take a break

faking it: (light smut) you fake an orgasm and harry knows

october✰☂: september was filled with heartbreak, but october is offering you better things

house hunting: you and harry are looking for a house in italy

needy✰: you just really need dick

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SOMEBODY ELSE: you and harry are friends who start an arrangement…and then that arrangement ends and you’re left with impossible feelings as you watch him move on.*COMPLETED*

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EARLY MORNING GLORY (Extended Fic; chaptered): a slow burn, friends to lovers, harry au where he’s just starting out and it takes place in NYC.*ONGOING*

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IN MY FEELINGS: you and harry hate each other, but that doesn’t stop you from hooking up *ONGOING*

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WELCOME TO THE MASTERLIST FOR IN MY FEELINGS

what it is: you and harry hate one another, like really hate one another–but then you start fucking. 

based off of lana del rey’s song in my feelings. 

*completed*

*warning: the sex in this series is going to be rough and a little mean (choking, slapping, etc) so if that’s not your thing…beware*

✰=smut

in my feelings fits

playlist

moodboard

general masterlist

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part one

part two✰

part three✰

part four✰

part five✰

part six✰

part seven

my baby's fit like a daydream