Hi! So can I request a blurb please? I would LOVE to see a Harry blurb based off the song, There's Us by the Backstreet Boys? Ever hear of it? It's fantastic! Thanks 😘😜😘
can you do a harry writing where y/n is an architecture student came to study in London
Could you do one where Harry tries to break you out of your shell because you’re a shy person and keep turning him down when he asks you out, that would be so cute x
Hey Susie! After a week I have now gotten through all of your blurbs/one shots about Harry and love them all. Would you maybe write a little something about you maybe moving in with Gemma in London and Harry meeting you that way and developing a crush on you and how that would all pan out?
So…Pam sent me this request and I’d been sitting on all the others for awhile and a light bulb went off, this would make a great series.
There’s Us is one of my favorite love songs ever, not even because it’s my boys who sing it. It is a beautiful, angsty, pull emotion out of you from the depths of your soul type song and they sound like angels singing it. If you’d like to hear the song, you can go here to listen. I based it mostly off the chorus.
This will be three parts. Starting with this. I hope you enjoy it.
Thanks to @harrys-furrowed-brow for the banner
Ok so it sounds weird when I say it. But I love buildings. My friends always tease me, because honestly, who in the world loves buildings. But I do. I love the curves and the straight edges. I love the way windows are placed. I love the way corners come together. I love the old buildings with intricate carvings on the outside and new buildings with their modern lines and clean outlines. I was a geek for it. If there was a channel all about buildings, I’d watch it 24/7.
I got the chance to go to London when my Structural Design professor, Mr. Franzen, handed me a brochure about studying abroad. He knew I would never have gone for it without his goading. So every day as class let out, he called me over and asked me if I’d applied. I finally did, never thinking for a moment I would get chosen. But I was.
I had a month to plan how I would get over there, a job situation and where I would live. I made the decision fairly quickly that I didn’t want to live in any school housing while I was there. I wanted the full London experience. So, I got online one weekend and I figured everything out. My parents bought me the plane ticket, bless their hearts. I found a job at a book shop in the area where I wanted to live. The lady I spoke to on the phone said she was the owner and in her thick British accent, “I been lookin’ fer someone for a bloody year!”.
The hardest thing to find was housing. But the school’s website had classifieds on it where students could advertise things and one of them happened to be rooms for rent. I emailed the first couple that looked promising and after a few responses, I had my living situation handled.
I was off to London a week later.