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“Get in the car love,” you couldn’t believe what you were seeing. Harry was in an outfit you knew he must’ve gotten from a costume shop. “Why are you looking at me like tha?” You had to cover your mouth with your hand to try to hide your laughter. You knew he had just gotten done filming with James but you didn’t expect to be picked up for lunch by Harry wearing a mesh tank top and a leather vest.

“Aren’t you cold?” You knew he would roll his eyes but you couldn’t help but laugh as you climbed into the passenger seat of his car. “I mean with all those holes? Are you sure you’re even properly dressed for lunch lovey?” This just rolled his eyes again as he shook his head before watching you buckle up before putting the car in drive.

“I feel a bit overdressed actually.” You couldn’t help but full on laugh at him, he just smiled that signature Harry smile that let you see all his teeth and his dimple. “But wait, this will make it a bit more casual.” You watched him pull his sunglasses off the neck of his tank top and slide them on, he looked over at you and gestured to his now complete look and you couldn’t help but laugh even more as you shook your head.

“Harry you look like you’re about to either go perform with Magic Mike or sing the YMCA!” You choked out in between fits of laughter. Harry just let out a dramatic sigh as you tired to contain your laughter. He looked over at you when you finally managed to get your laughter under control and you just shot him a smile.

“I’m getting the sense ya don’t like my outfit love.” His tone seemed serious but you knew him better, you knew that under those dark shades his eyes were glowing a lighter shade of green and you could tell by the way he was bitting the corner of his lip that he was fighting to hold himself together. “I’m really offended, I picked this out knowing you like to get an eyeful of my chest and this is the reaction I get? A fit a laughter and giggles!” By the end of his little rant he has lost his composure and was now just smiling like an idiot and you couldn’t help but once again be caught it a fit of giggles.

“Oh I love to get an eye full of the chest Harry but you might as well just take the damn tank top off and wear the vest alone!” He put the car in park in front of the restaurant before looking down at his outfit and then he looked out his drivers side window before looking back at you. You unbuckled yourself so you could lean over the center consul and take the collar of his leather vest in between your fingers feeling how soft it was. “I mean this is really soft I’m sure it would feel good on your skin.” Your voice was low but you knew he heard you when you heard him take in a deep breath and exhale through his nose.

“Now love,” his hand was grabbing at your hand that held his vest in it, giving it a good squeeze before bringing it to his lips for a quick peck. “That wouldn’t be proper attire for lunch.” He added and you just rolled your eyes at him as you took your hand out of his.

You grabbed your purse before climbing out of the car and you smiled at the valet man who took Harry’s keys, you reached and interlocked your fingers with Harry’s as the two of you walked into the restaurant. You felt Harry’s grip on your hand tighten as he pulled you closer to him so he could place a sweet kiss to the top of your head as the two of you waited to be seated.

“Maybe you can wear my vest when we get home love.” Was all he whispered to you before dropping your hand and shooting you a wink as he slid his glasses up and into his hair. You knew your cheeks were turning red by the heat that rushed to your face. He always loved getting you riled up in public, and here you were the one red faced while Harry walked around in a ridiculous outfit in a crowded resultant.

“It’ll look better on you.” He added as he took the seat across from you, he gave you this smug look because he knew what he was doing to you. He could tell by the flush of your cheeks what you were thinking about and that just made him smirk even more.

“Cheeky today are we Styles? Is all this leather and mesh getting to you?” You teased and he just rolled his eyes and reached for your hand that was sitting on top of the table. “You gonna add this to the normal rotation?” You couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of him wearing this outside a second time. Harry just huffed as he dropped your hand and crossed his arms over him chest.

“Don’t poke fun at me, I happen to like how breezy it is” His tone was playful and you knew he wasn’t upset with you, he knew this outfit choice wouldn’t ever be considered for a second wear. You looked at him and gave him a smile as you leaned over the table and placed your left hand on his cheek.

“Maybe I will wear the vest then,” you whispered as you brushed your thumb up and down his soft cheek causing him to lean into your touch. “But just the vest.” You added before you suddenly dropped your hand from his face causing him to stumble a bit from the abrupt loss of contact. He looked at you with slightly wide eyes and you couldn’t help but smirk as he was now the one with flushed cheeks.

Big Fucking Mess

Everything is just turning into a big fucking mess for Harry and Y/N. Things were supposed to be complication free, right?

This was requested: Can we have a FWB blurb? plot twist your a virgin and just want a FWB fling with harry and soon you two developed feelings for each other. 

It will also most definitely have a part two up soon-ish (: 

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   Drunk. You were incredibly drunk. The world was spinning but in that nice, floaty way that made you smile at everything. Harry wasn’t too far behind you, his words slurring and his head resting on your shoulder every few minutes or so. 

   The bride and groom had already shared their slow dance together, and now the dance floor was full of people grinding and laughing loudly. You watched as everyone squeezed together onto the small space. Usually, you would be out there bumping and grinding like the rest of your friends, celebrating the brand new bride and groom to the fullest. Tonight, for some reason, you were perfectly, drunkenly content with sitting next to Harry in the large booth that was now abandoned by everyone except for the two of you. 

   You looked over to see him watching the people dancing as well. His green eyes were glazed over, and there was a smile at the corner of his lips. You poked the dimple that was subtly showing and he turned his gaze to you. 

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I definitely think the biggest challenge I’ve had so far would be just learning to be able to be alone. And that’s something I think a lot of 20-somethings go through. You don’t always need a boyfriend and you know, you don’t always need 20 girls surrounding you telling you you’re great. I’ve actually learned to be alone to you know sit home by myself and read a book or cook myself dinner and just talk to myself. It’s very helpful, I mean it really helps you to be complete as a person.

loveisalaserquest17  asked:

It feels a bit silly to come to your inbox since we're actually chatting but you're good and you're indulging me in this, so. I'd like to have a comparison between songs harry wrote, like a timeline of his writing characteristics, something that shows how he's grown in term of songwriting, and maybe a little flash forward to his solo album? I know you've already made posts about SG, IICW and WITW, but maybe you could sum them all up and starting from the origins? And including Don't let me go?

Thank you for this ask, Julie!

I looked through the list of songs available to the public for which Harry shares writing credit. 

2011: Taken, Everything About You, Same Mistakes

2012: They Don’t Know About Us, Summer Love, Still the One Irresistible, Don’t Let Me Go

2013: Story of My Life, Happily, Right Now, Something Great

2014: Just a Little Bit of Your Heart (for Ariana Grande), I Love You (for Alex and Sierra), Not Our Fault (for Gavin Degraw)

2014: Where Do Broken Hearts Go, Fool’s Gold, Night Changes, Stockholm Syndrome, Change Your Ticket

2015: Perfect, If I Could Fly, Olivia, Walking in the Wind, AM

2016: Someday (for Michael Buble)

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