harry is surprisingly a beautiful girl

clsirdelune  asked:

beau, can you rec me some of your fav romcom? thank you! x

of course bb! some of these might have more of a drama element than a strong comedy element but they’re all my faves so i hope you enjoy. in no particular order:

  • clueless (duh)
  • bridget jones’s diary (ditto)
  • she’s the man (this was my Favourite Movie of All Movies for like five years. and for good reason. CHANNING TATUM IN HIS PRIME TBH)
  • bring it on (KIRSTEN DUNST IN HER PRIME TBH!!! i fuckin love that guy she ends up with, he’s the perf combo of snarky musician hipster bs to balance out her perky blonde go-getter cheerleader-y-ness. why am i even saying this though like the odds are you’ve already seen this movie and LOVE IT TOO. also the clovers are everything)
  • john tucker must die (silly. also fantastic. also female friendships!!!)
  • monte carlo (idk why i love this movie so much but i really do. leighton meester’s character’s storyline makes me cry and want to fall in love and go swimming in a really cute one piece. selena gomez’s character’s storyline is cliche but also very sweet)
  • the proposal (forever and ever and ever favourite)
  • 10 things i hate about you (kat stratford is everything i aspire to be. why is there no heath ledger look-a-like in my life surprising me with a guitar i would never be able to play and a really hot make out session against my car that i don’t own)
  • amelie (THE ULTIMATE. mostly rommy, a bit commy, 100% magical and life-changing tbh)
  • begin again (i love this movie more than i ever thought possible - it improves on every rewatch - also i love the ending like. a lot. a lot a lot. very genuine and bittersweet and real. and the songs are REALLY GOOD you will replay that ost for a week straight i s2g)
  • flipped (so sweet you will PUKE. also highly underrated. PLEASE WATCH THIS MOVIE AND SHARE THE LOVE IT DESERVES)
  • miss congeniality (one of the defining rom coms of my life)
  • the duff (this movie has a gr8 message, whatever those who have read the book but not seen the movie say. also robbie amell and mae whitman are magical together)
  • you’ve got mail (you will cry. a lot. if you don’t cry i don’t want to know you)
  • when harry met sally (do not talk to me about this film i have too many feels about it i will punch you in the face.)
  • she’s all that (remember when freddie prinze jnr was like sooooooo hot in 1998 or whatever? WEIRD TIMES. whatever, just play “kiss me” by sixpence none the richer on repeat and cry with me)
  • it’s a boy girl thing (cringeworthy with the humour sometimes but the two leads have surprisingly amazing chemistry. i rewatch this every year and i love it a lot)
  • breakfast at tiffany’s (very rommy, not particularly commy but still wonderful. audrey hepburn was the most beautiful person alive. i don’t blame writer guy for falling in love with her on the spot. also you will cry when the cat runs away and it’s all raining and romantic and shit. i always do)
  • tangled (OOPS IT’S BETTER THAN FROZEN I SAID IT. idk if you would class this as a rom com bc it’s more a family movie but???? i do so whatev. eugene and rapunzel are too cute not to ship like a rom com couple tbh)
  • the to do list (HILARIOUS. aubrey plaza is a gift)
  • mean girls (do i need to say more. less rommy than commy ofc but who cares when the com part is sO GOOD)
  • someone like you (old school rom-com feat. ashley judd before she disappeared off the face of the earth and hugh jackman looking like absolute BABE TOWN and idk i think i watched this when i was young and it’s kind of stuck with me ever since even tho it seems to be a fairly nondescript kind of rom-com?? somehow still v enjoyable tho)
  • one fine day (okay again this is more of a family~ rom com if that makes sense but it’s just??? REALLY FEEL GOOD???? michelle pfeiffer is beautiful in this movie and george clooney’s a babe. idk watch this if you want an instant mood improver, it’s super duper cute)
  • some kind of wonderful (probably my favourite john hughes movie and again so underrated. that “””practice””” make out sesh in the garage is really hot)
  • just like heaven (another mark ruffalo goodie!!! i actually like this movie a lot and don’t talk about it much. very good to rewatch)
  • chasing liberty (corny af but i watched it in my formative years so i’m very fond of it)
  • legally blonde (more girl power-y than rom com-y but that’s cool anyway??? elle woods is Goals)
  • stardust (THIS MOVIE IS SO GOOD YOU GUYS AND IT HAS FANTASY ELEMENTS WHICH ARE SO COOL AND THE ROMANCE STUFF IS LIKE REALLY GR8 AND IT’S BB CHARLIE COX?????? the best tbh. tumblr needs to talk about this movie way way more)
  • and last but not least anastasia (i watched this movie SIX TIMES IN ONE DAY when i was really young… and my sister and i learnt all the songs and sung the duets together for like a year… once i hired the video tape out from the video store and actually cried when i had to return it… yes i was like 10 when all this happened but what i’m trying to say is i have a lifelong attachment to this stupid animated movie and Dimitri and Anastasia are literally lke 68% of the reason i love the enemies > friends > lovers trope so much because THEY FIGHT ALL THE TIME AND THE FIGHTING IS ALWAYS JUST ILL DISGUISED SEXUAL TENSION TBH)
  • oh and for the jane austen contingent: pride and prejudice movie 2005, pride and prejudice miniseries 1995, emma miniseries 2009, and persuasion 2007 are all MEGA FAVES. wallow in those period drama feels like me for the last two days!!! burst into tears when your otp’s hands ~~~touch~~~ for the first time!!!! hold your breath when the camera closes in on their subsequently astonished/aroused faces!!! life is so gr8 u guys!!!!!!!

One of my favorite group costumes was when we were the Rugrats characters. None of us broke character all night–we even drank all our booze out of baby bottles and sippy cups (it’s surprisingly convenient–no spills!). Kevin was baby Dil, and we pushed him everywhere in a stroller. Dianna was Reptar (major props to Dianna for bucking the “girls just wanna be sluts” Halloween stereotype and wearing a head-to-toe fuzzy dino costume that was not sexy in the least). Harry and his girlfriend were Phil and Lil, and Telly–who is a not-small man, with facial hair–was Angelica. Telly made a beautiful toddler. One of the writers was the dog, Spike, and I, of course, was Susie Carmichael, one of the few ethnic Rugrats characters.

We had an iPhone boombox cued up to the theme song, which we blasted to announce our arrival, and carried a playpen. Everywhere we went, we’d set it up in the middle of the room (other partygoers be damned) and climb right in. In pictures, I am so drunk that I’m cross-eyed, sitting there in that damn playpen. After the party, on the way back to the bus, Kevin toppled out of his stroller and was as helpless as a real baby. It took about five of us, over the course of at least ten minutes, to get him back in. Yes, he could have just walked on his own two feet, but where is the fun in that? I think this might have been the moment when I realized how much I loved Kevin McHale and that we would be friends for the rest of our lives.

—  Naya Rivera on Kevin McHale in Sorry Not Sorry: Dreams, Mistakes, and Growing Up

anonymous asked:

Can you do a blurb about Harry with his newborn baby?

Listen this is gonna do me some damage but here we go…..15 hours of painful,tearful, and surprisingly beautiful labor had brought you this precious baby girl. She had her daddy’s brown locks and green eyes with your lips and nose, a perfect combination of the two of you. Harry was sitting next to you in a chair holding his baby girl. You were staring lovingly at your two most favorite people. “Hi little love, hi you’re so beautiful and perfect I love you so much. You look like your mumma and you have my eyes, but don’t go charming those boys with them yet no no.” And you smile because you fell in love with those eyes all those years ago. “You don’t know this yet but you have 3 uncles who also love you and an auntie who will spoil you same with your nana and papa’s. I love you little angel.” His voice is shaking and he swipes a finger against her cheek as her lips plump out a bit. He looks up at you when you move a bit and comes and sits next to you in the bed. “Look at our baby look at her we made her love.” He wraps his arm around you and kisses your temple gently. “She’s perfect Harry, more than I could have imagined I love her so much and I love you so much.” He lets a few tears slip free and gives you a kiss on the lips. “I love you to baby and I love you little angel. Thank you love, for bringing her into this world and making me a daddy.” You nodded and laid your head back watching him look at his girl. When you married harry it had been the best decision and moment of your life but right now, this moment was the most beautiful and important in your whole life because you had fallen in love with the man who was holding your baby all over again.

anonymous asked:

Do you take blurb requests babe? If so, may I have a Harry one where he spots you in the crowd at their concert and flirts with you because he thinks you're attractive. Maybe even takes your phone so he can put in his number. Love your work! x

a/n: I haven’t written one shots/blurbs in like 2 months so I apologize if this is not good enough. And I’m so sorry for taking so long! 

Thanks for requesting! I changed it up a bit, I hope it’s okay. :) xx

A cute and sweet blurb because I know we need this right now more than anything. *wipes tears* *smiles* *hugs you*


Harry didn’t know how he’d react if he ever saw a girl he thought was beautiful in the crowd. Maybe he would flash one of his infamous smiles and wave, or just give her a cheeky wink and keep singing right into her eyes. Or simply blew her a kiss. Something charming like that. But no, he was not expecting to react the way he did the minute he locked his gaze to yours.

It was during the second verse of “Stockholm Syndrome” that he felt it. Those little firecrackers bursting deep in his belly, surprisingly growing every time he dared a glance at you. Now, it’s been close to 3 years since Harry felt those tickling butterflies inside him. It was like they disappeared. Or they were just in a long, deep nap. But there was clearly no doubt they woke up at the sight of you, with your big, bright and alert eyes, hair falling in soft waves down your shoulders, freckles on your nose that were surely made by the intense light of the sun—indicating Harry that you are indeed not from London, that you’ve travelled all the way from a sunny place to see them—and a breathtaking smile that has Harry wondering how he’s still standing up, how his legs are still moving and not giving in.

You are moving your body to the beat of the song, arms in the air. Your heart flutters when you notice Harry looking at you. You’ve been dancing and singing every song for an hour, and your body feels sweaty, your cheeks are probably flushed and your hair is probably glued to your neck but you don’t care because you’re having the best time of your life. At first, you want to lower your hands to your hair and fix it, try to make it look pretty now that Harry can’t seem to stop looking at you. You suddenly feel self-conscious. But all self-doubt fades away the moment you see Harry attempt to do something cool, and fall on his ass.

It was the adrenaline’s fault. It was. He just wanted to show off his stage skills to a beautiful girl in the crowd. What an idiot, Harry. That’s what he kept saying in his mind as he saw the crowd sideways, upside down, then the sky. He saw his mic flying in the night sky before he heard the sound of something wet, like flesh hitting wet puddle. His butt felt too cold now.

Pain shot through his spine. Harry was sure his stupid stunt looked funny, because he swore he heard the girls in the front row laughing and—he tilts his head to the side and yes, there he is; Niall laughing his ass off—Harry couldn’t be more embarrassed.

He’s afraid to look at you right now.

Liam crouches beside him and helps him stand up. With a soft pad on his shoulder and a nod to make sure he’s alright, Liam walks to the other side and continues singing.

He doesn’t look at you for the next two songs. And his ass is wet.


It’s Harry’s time to talk while the other boys go for a wee. He asks the fans if they have any jokes and he eventually gives in and tells a knock-knock joke, which makes the crowd whine and yawn, seriously.

“Heeeey…it was funny!” Harry furrows his brows and clutches his chest, faking hurt.

“Well, the boys seem to have a bit of a tummy problem, eh? What’s taking so long? … Is it anyone’s birthday?”

Everyone screams and flails their arms in the air.

Your birthday was two weeks ago, but you still yell “me!!”

Harry doesn’t miss a beat to point at you, his heart thudding contently. He swallows before asking for your name. You have to shout your name for him to hear.

“Lovely name for a beautiful girl.” Harry feels his cheeks burn. He was not meant to say that out loud.

You’re not sure how you haven’t fainted yet.

“Err, well…” Harry looks back at the band and motions them to start playing the birthday song.

Seconds later, his deep, raspy voice fills the stage. “Happy birthday to youuuu!”

When he finishes singing, you gasp as you see Harry jump off the stage and walk to where you’re standing still. The bodyguards surround him immediately, blocking the fans to get too near him.

And then he’s standing right in front of you.

How are you still breathing, you don’t know.

“Hi…Happy birthday,” he leans down and plants a kiss on your cheek. When you think he’s going to lean back and walk to the stage again, his lips softly brush your skin and travel towards your ear. You hold your breath, waiting. The hairs on your neck stand on end at his closeness. He’s so close. He feels so good and warm. You want him to stay right there. His breath puffs in your earlobe, and you fight the urge to bite your lip.

He opens his mouth and says, “I want to see you tomorrow.”

Your heart beats.

Pump, pump, pumpump, pummp…

“I would like to get to know more about you.”

Pump pump  pump-pump-pump…

“Is that alright?”


He asks for your phone number and you don’t know how you find the courage to speak but you do, and you give him your phone number and he whispers it under his breath to remember it and you know, you know he won’t forget it.

“Perfect. Expect a text later tonight.”

“O-okay.” You stutter.

He smirks and before he turns around he says, loud enough for you and the people close to you to hear,

“I expect you to tell me when your actual birthday is.”

And you know, tonight is just the beginning of something beautiful.

Preference #60: You Two As A Fairytale Duo

***AUTHORS NOTE: I did not edit this so sorry for the grammer mistakes. ALSO its very long I know but its super cute so give it a read. And I dont know who the gif owners are so credit to them

Harry: (Flynn Rider and Rapunzel) He looked at her across the small barrier in the boat. His hands were developing blisters and his arms were tired from rowing into the middle of the lake. In only a few moments, the sky would be filled with human-made stars and it would light up the lake like fireworks. She watched the sky expectantly. Thankfully she was too distracted to notice he was staring at her far longer than friends should. Even in the darkness the night brought, he could still see the color in her eyes, the shine in her hair, and the curve of her lips just before her smile. Just as he was about to say something, her eyes widened. He followed her eyes and saw that one lantern had made its way into the sky. “Wow.” She whispered. Unknowingly, Harry’s lips curved into a smile. He reached for her hand across the threshold. To his surprise, she didn’t pull nor did she look at him. Instead, she interlocked her fingers with his and pressed herself closer to him. She laid her head on his shoulder and continued to stare at the illuminated sky. After a few minutes, the sky was filled with lanterns and as they traveled around the sky, he felt himself fall completely in love with the girl beside him. He fell in love with her eyes, her long hair, and the way her lips form words but before he could tell her of his complete fascination for her, she spoke up for the second time that night. “Thank you Harry.” She spoke quietly. Surprisingly his words didn’t falter, “For what?” he asked, looking down at the beautiful girl. “For helping me see the light.” She whispered. He smiled. It was the first genuine smile he had formed in a long time. His lips worked faster than his mind, “I love you.” He stuttered quickly. Tonight was a night of firsts. For the first time, she looked away from the sky and then at him, “Really?” she said, her eyes going wide. It took him everything he had not to lean in and kiss her right then and there. He shook his head because he didn’t trust himself to say anything. It was a night full of surprises, but the last thing Harry expected (Y/N) to do was smile but when her lips curved, he felt his heart melt. “I love you too.” She said, biting her bottom lip. He took his thumb and released her lip from her teeth’s grasp. Slowly, he swiped his thumb across her lips. Little by little, he leaned in closer and closer until finally his lips met hers. It was a sweet, short kiss, but with more meaning behind it. They were saying both ‘I love you’ again and as they say actions speak louder than words.

Louis: (Prince Erik and Princess Ariel) She clung on to him as if her life depended on it. She did not know how to stand let alone walk but something about the stranger that had just saved her life made her feel secure. She took a hand full more of his shirt and placed a hand on the nape of his neck. He had his arms securely around her and the whole time they looked straight into each others eyes. Not once did his eyes falter to look at her flawed attire, or the fact that she had seaweed stuck to her legs. If he did then he would know that she had just come out of the ocean. She looked at him, like really looked at him. She noticed the blue in his eyes, and the way they reminded her of the ocean she called her home. She noticed the darkness of his hair and how it reminded her of the trenches she would avoid. He was dangerous and she knew it but then again all her life she was taught that all humans were dangerous. “I-I um,” he murmured. “I haven’t got your name.” The way he spoke so timidly and quietly, no one would have known he was a prince. Or in the casual white shirt and plain jeans, no one would have known he owned his own kingdom and or the fact that he had millions in riches. Truth be told, he didn’t want anyone to know because with being prince, comes the responsibility of finding the perfect princess, who he believed till this day didn’t exist. That was until he met the beautiful stranger on the beach. With skin as soft as the sand from the coast. With eyes that could light up an entire kingdom. And lips that were so red, they resembled the color of apples. “Y-Your name,” he repeated, anxiously. “A beautiful name has to accompany such a beautiful girl.” he said. “(Y/N),” she said quietly. If falling in love with a voice was possible then Louis had just fallen in love. Her voice resembled one he had once heard in a dream. “(Y/N),” he tasted the foreign word on his tongue. “I’m Louis, prince Louis.” He said the last part quietly; afraid it might scare her away. “Oh,” was all she said. “Where am I?” she questioned. She looked around and finally took a good look at her surroundings. It was a beautiful place, as if it had emerged from the sea. She smiled and turned back to face the man that rescued her. “You’re in my kingdom, you are safe now,” He said soothingly. He took her hand into his and rubbed his thumb across her knuckled. “Let me take you back to the palace.” He started to lead her up the hill when she pulled back. “I’m not from around here,” she whispered. “I’m not part of your world.” She was not scared but she wasn’t used to change and transitioning from the sea world to the human world was a huge change. “It’s all right,” Louis said quietly. He took the other hand and pulled her closer. Slowly, he cupped her face, “I can teach you the ropes. Just remember I will always be there for you.” She smiled, “One day I’ll be part of your world.” She said looking up at him. “Today, you became my entire world.” He whispered. He leaned down and placed a kiss on her lips and slowly they became lost in their own world together.

Liam: (Prince Philip and Princess Aurora) Its moments like these where being completely isolated from the world isn’t a bad thing. The silence and coverage the forest gave them allowed the forbidden lovers to fully express their affection through dance, permissible kisses, and warm embraces. He took her hand across the rocks that had separated their paths. Tenderly, almost playfully, he spins around so he could still hold onto her hand but instead of being next to her, he was in front of her. She smiled at him, for what seemed like the millionth time. She couldn’t resist his boyish cute charm or his flattering smile. Or the fact he could unknowingly turn everything into a joke. He fell her for almost as immediately as she fell for him. Her long, shiny locks, her deviously good-natured eyes and the way she crinkles her nose whenever she smiled. That was why he adored making her laugh or smile. He would anything to get those crinkles to form. He would do anything to keep this beautiful girl by his side for forever and eternity. While walking slowly in front of her, he led her to the edge of the river towards some flat rocks. He sat down and signaled for her to sit down next to him. She approached him steadily and sat down next to him. She cuddled closely into his side. He wrapped his arm around her torso and put his head in the crook of her neck. He inhaled deeply and became completely infatuated by her scent. It reminded him of his dreams, and of the mysterious woman who made constant appearances. “Now I know where I know you from.” Liam spoke softly. (Y/N) looked at him unknowingly, “What do you mean?” she asked genuinely confused. “I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream,” He said. He lifted his head and looked deeply into her eyes. “And I remember that familiar gleam in your eyes.” He took his thumb and rubbed small circles across the girl’s cheek. She felt herself lean into his touch. “I’ve dreamed about you too,” she confessed. “And I know exactly what you are going to do next.” She smirked. He looked at her adoring and placed a soft hand on her cheek, “Oh yeah, and what is that?” he chuckled quietly, playing along. “You’re going to kiss me,” she said leaning in slightly until her lips were hovering over his. “Because you love me.” She whispered, teasingly. He leaned in even closer until their lips were practically touching, “And you’re going to kiss me back because you love me.” When they both kissed each other something inside them changed. They realized something about themselves that they never knew was inside of them. The best things in life are unseen, that’s why we close our eyes when we kiss and dream.

Zayn: (Prince Aladdin and Princess Jasmine) “Come on (Y/N); let me show you the world.” Zayn whispered. The princess looked down from her balcony and crossed her arms across the balcony edge. Zayn admired her for a few moments longer. He noticed the shine of her hair and the color in her eyes despite the lack of light the night brought. He noticed the slight curl of her lips. Zayn wished he had the courage to kiss her on the lips but with a magic carpet with a mind of its own, Zayn did not have a chance to ponder the situation. The carpet nudged him forward until his lips crashed onto the princess’. They were both taken my surprise but it only took a moment for them both to relax and enjoy the long awaiting kiss. Also the release from the kiss was completely made by the carpet. The carpet pushed itself down so Zayn was back to his original place right below the balcony’s edge. He chuckled softly contemplating on the events that just occurred. He looked up at the princess who also had a smile plastered on her face. He reached out his hand to her, “Do you trust me?” he asked. She, again, crossed her arms and replaced the smile on her face to a teasing smirk, “I don’t even know you.” She taunted. He smiled whole-heartedly, “Well tell me princess, when was the last time you let your heart decide?” he questions staring back at her confidently. He was not afraid to ask personal things and question her despite the fact that he was a street boy and she was a princess. And the princess had no trouble answering, “I’ve never let me heart decide.” She tried saying like it did not bother her but her voice spoke for itself. “Well,” Zayn said lurching forward so the carpet would go up and be at eye level with the princess. “What is your heart telling you now?” he asked, still reaching his hand out. She smiled and took his hand into hers and interlocked their fingers, “My heart is telling me that,” she pulled her self over the edge and onto the carpet. She lost her balance but Zayn was able to catch her in his arms. He held her tightly and pulled her closer even though there was enough room for each of them to stand alone. “I trust you.” She breathed, clinging on to his shirt. And that was the beginning of their adventure around the world.

Niall: (Prince Charming and Cinderella) A soft fog lurked around the edges of the field encircling a dancing couple. They were only a few yards away from the castle but in each others eyes they were in another world. The stars shined brightly above them. The moon make shifted a fake spotlight for the couple as they danced to the light music that played from the castle. She danced closely to him with both her hands on his chest. Whenever a song was about to end, he would hold her tighter, scared and insecure that she would flee as the composition came to an end. “So this is love, huh?” she whispered and placed her head against his chest. “So this is love.” He said quietly resting his chin on her head. They swayed softly to the beat of the music and absorbed each other through dance. “The key to all heaven in mine,” Niall whispered. “If you give me your heart, I’ll give you yours.” He said wrapping his arms around her tighter. She smiled and felt the butterflies come back into her stomach, “I’m all yours.” (Y/N) murmured softly. Her eyes glistened with tears that brimmed her eyes. Coming from a house where she was practically treated like a slave it felt weird to do something that was self indulgent. She could get caught by her evil stepmother any moment but she trusted the fog that provided her and her love cover while they danced to their heart delights. The obnoxious ring of the bell tower disrupted the normally peaceful atmosphere. It had just struck twelve and guests for the formal dinner party were leaving in herds to get back to their own homes and go to bed. Niall stopped dancing and took (Y/N)’s hand softly into his. “Do you think you should be heading home?” he asked somberly looking down at his feet. She chuckled lightly and lifted his head with her index finger. “There is no place I would rather be than right here.” She said looking closely into his eyes. His smile spread across his entire face. He cupped her face into his hands and his lips collided onto hers. They embraced each other like lovers but treated each other like best friends.

The Vegas Trip


Harry x Reader

Word Count: 1260

Point of View: Your POV

Rated: PG

Written By: harry-stiles-boyss


You are always up for a girls weekend. Anything to take you away from your busy schedule. You and your girlfriends usually go away every couple months. You usually just rent a beach house for a couple of days and relax. This time you are on your was to Las Vegas. You aren’t very happy about it because you are very introverted. Basically you would much rather be sitting laughing with your friends drinking mimosas, then be out clubbing until two in the morning. You usually just end up sitting at a table with a cup of tea anyway.

You and three friends check into your room. You all brought one medium sized bag. They decide to take naps after the long trip, but you aren’t all that tired so you go down to the lobby to take a walk.

When you make it to the street you move to the sidewalk. You look at the buildings around you. The lights aren’t on yet so you find it interesting to observe the world around you. After one loop around the block you get bored with the empty streets, knowing that most people are probably getting ready for the night ahead of them. You make your way back up to your room. You slip on a dress that accentuates your bum. You put on light makeup and curl your hair.

Once you are done you and your friends make your way back down to the lobby. You head straight to the club. You decide not to drink tonight because you want to remember your night away with your friends. You also know that you will probably have to take care of your friends later tonight.

After a couple of hours your sick of the club and its only eleven o’clock. This is very early for a night out with your friends, but you don’t care.

You walk up to the bar to get a drink and you wiggle into a spot in between a woman that could probably care less about you and a very handsome young man with long, brown curls. He doesn’t have a drink in his hands, which surprises you for a man his age.

“Hey what can I get you?” The bartender says as he wipes his hands.

“Um… hi can I get a tea please?” You say and he looks at you with humor in his eyes. The man next to you looks at you. He has a small smile on his face.

“Make that two teas and you can put that on my tab.” He says ad the bartender nods and goes to get the drinks.

“You don’t have to do that,” You say to him.

“I want to, its one of the best ideas I’ve heard all night. My friends left about fifteen minutes ago.” He says laughing at his own situation.

“I don’t even want to know where my friends are.” You say laughing and looking at the floor. The woman in the chair next to you moves. “Mind if I keep you company?” You say gesturing towards the seat.

“Please do.” He says smiling. Once you sit up on the chair the bartender brings over your drinks. You smile and receive your dink while the man his.

“I’m (Y/N).” You say out of nowhere, “I’m sorry. I realized that I haven’t even introduced myself yet!” You say laughing.

“Harry,” He says, “I’m Harry.”

“You are not from America are you?” You say noticing he has an accent.

“I’m British.” He says laughing.

“I like it.” You say genuinely. You look down at the floor smiling. You take a sip from you tea.

“So what is a beautiful girl like you sitting with a cup of tea at a club like this?” Harry says.

“This really isn’t my scene. I would rather be in my room with a book.”

“You and me both!” Harry says, “You know what? Lets get out of here. I can’t stay here much longer.”

“You don’t mean sex…right?” You say.

“No, no, no! Just take a walk.” Harry says getting up from his seat.

“Alright I’m in!” The two of you start to make your way out, passing all the horny drunks. You were surprisingly excited to be out with this stranger.

“So what of you do for a living?” Harry asks while he slips his hands in his pockets.

“I Just graduated college, I’m going to med school to be a Neonatal Nurse. I love working with newborn babies.” You say smiling at your life. You cannot wait to be fully licensed and do what you love most in this world. “What do you do?”

“I’m a singer.” He says simply. You give him a look as if to say carry on. “I’m in a band, One Direction.”

“Oh my God! That’s it! I knew I recognized you somewhere! I’m sorry for fangirling, my roommate in college is obsessed with you guys. She has posters of you all over the walls.” You say embarrassed for your quick little freak out. “So do you enjoy it? Your music?”

“Yes, it means everything to me. I can’t imagine my life without music. I would be at some boring job and I would never even know the boys. Sometimes I think I take it for granted, but then I remember what my life would be like without everything and I… I’ve been rambling haven’t I?” Harry says laughing at his stupidity. He moves his hand up to massage the space in-between his furrowed eyebrows.

“Just celebrating a friends birthday.” Harry says. You start shivering. The November air is cold and your short dress exposes most of your body. “Here take my coat.”

“No, no its okay. I’m really fine thank you though.” You say trying to stop shivering, but the goosebumps only continued to arrive on your skin.

“Please take my coat, I don’t want you to catch a cold.” His voice is laced with concern. You have to admit, even though you just met, every time Harry speaks you get butterflies in your stomach. You receive the coat from him and slip it over your shoulders. It is quite big, but you you enjoy the warm feeling knowing that it is coming from him.

“Thank you.” You say. “Oh, look at that beautiful fountain!” You notice the fountain is lit up.

“This is beautiful, but… not as beautiful as you.” Harry says. He looks at the ground, a blush immediately rising to his cheeks. You turn to face him after staring at the fountain.

“That’s cheesy.” You say laughing at his comment, but secretly loving that he called you beautiful. He looks straight into your eyes. His face filled with wonder.

“I mean it.” He whispers, his eyes not leaving yours. He then leans in and kisses you. It is a sweet kiss, not too much in public. You still feel the fireworks inside you stomach. You have never truly felt this feeling before and now that you have you never want to lose it. You just met this man an hour ago.

“I know.” You whisper before you and Harry move to kiss one more time. You want to feel this feeling for the rest of your life, you want Harry for the rest of your life.