You watched from the bed, your body tucked right under the duvet, watching as Harry rummaged through his underwear drawer. His hair was dripping wet, water droplets dripping down his bare back and glistening under the light coming from the lamp beside your side of the bed. He was humming lightly under his breath, his hips swaying from side to side, a bubble of laughter coming from your lips.
"Shake those hips, babe" You giggled, as he turned around and widened his eyes. "You look like a deer caught in the headlights, Harry. Blink, man!" You giggled, leaning up on your elbows. The duvet falling from where it was covering your chest. His old, light brown jumper was loose around your torso, and the sleeves covering your hands.
"I thought you were sleeping. You deceived me, missy. That’s not cool at all" He chuckled, as he pulled a pair of loose, black boxers from the drawer. "Why aren’t you asleep? It’s nearly 1 in the morning.."
You sighed, heavily. Your eyes darting to the curtain covered window, the faint light of the street light shining through the thin material. “I was asleep, but when you came back, I woke up. I didn’t want to alarm you, so I just watched you. Creepy, I know. I’m also hungry” You grinned, as you watched him shake his head. A laugh escaping his lips.
"Hungry, hmm? And what would you like a 1 o’clock in the morning? Some marshmallows and hot chocolate? Some chocolate?" Harry smiled, as he slid his black boxers up his legs. He threw the towel in the corner of the room, his feet padding across the carpeted floor, his body sitting down on his side of the bed, grabbing his Green Bay Packers hoodieand chucking it over his head. The hood settling over his wet hair.
"I want McDonalds. I really fancy some chicken nuggets" You smiled, as his eyes closed. His lips turning into a smirk.
"Really? You want me to drive to a McDonalds, and get you nuggets? At 1 o’clock in the morning? You know how crazy that is going to make me look. Babe, can’t you wait till tomorrow? I’ll take you for a McDonalds breakfast" He suggested, as he picked his grey Packers sweatpantsup.
You crawled over to him, placing your legs around his waist, your arms patting at his belly from behind. You placed your cheek between his shoulder blades, your eyes closing, the smell of his faint cologne intoxicating your nose.
"Please, H? We can go out for a late night snack? I fancy a McFlurry too" You smiled, watching as he pulled his hair up into a bun. Small water droplets hitting the top of your head. "I will love you forever and ever, and ever, and ever! Harry, please?" You begged, the feeling of his hands curling around your ankles making you giggle.
He sighed softly, a chuckle leaving his lips soon after. You’d gotten him on board.
"Fine. Fine. Let’s go then!”
The service place was empty, merely filled with workers who were having a really late evening, or travelling places in the early hours. Families who were travelling abroad had popped in for a meal before making the long trek to Heathrow, or Gatwick, depending on where they were travelling. Small children were running around, giggling and laughing, with sleepy parents following them out the doors.
"Ya’know.. This reminds me of when we went to Greece that one time. When we took that really early morning flight, and ended up being late because you wanted a bloody McFlurry from this very service place" Harry chuckled, the sound of his trainers squeaking on the floor. "We had to wait for a flight available for us to get on" He smirked, his fingers lacing with yours and giving your hand a tight squeeze.
"Ahem… You wanted to buy a burger as well. And, I recall you getting stuck in the toilet right over there," you laughed, pointing to the male toilets in the corner of the building, "and that is what made us late. You had to climb over the top of the cubicle, and that took you ages" You grinned, as you reached the opening for McDonalds.
He blushed pink, as he looked up at the menu. The sounds of the clinking metal and the machine pouring drinks filled the small kitchen at the back. The sound of chatter was heard lightly by the cashiers, as they looked to Harry. The lips curved into a grin as he stepped over.
"Hello, Harry. What can we get for you?" A young girl asked, as her eyes widened and her lips parted in a grin. Her hand running through her hair as she stared at him, as he looked back to you. He extended his arm, fanning his fingers out as he beckoned you to come and stand beside him. The offer you took happily, standing beside him and wrapping your arm around his torso.
"I think… We’ll just get the 20 chicken nugget meal, with two large fries. And two cokes. Oh, and a Galaxy Ripple McFlurry for my lady. She’s been after one for ages" He chuckled, as you gave his hip a soft squeeze. "I’m going to have a Dairy Milk McFlurry as well" He smiled, as he slipped his wallet from his hoodie pocket. Sliding his card out of it’s little slot inside the leather case.
"Good choice. The nuggets are good" The young girl smiled, as she turned the card machine around, smiling at him. "That comes to 10.50" She smiled, as Harry slid his card into the slot of the machine.
"I’m going to find a seat, H. I can come back over to help you carry some stuff if you want me too" You smiled, as he turned his head, his lips pressing to your head. "I need a sit down.." You giggled, patting at the dip of his back. Above the waistband of his sweatpants, and above his bum.
"Alright, love. I’ll be over in a second.."
"You are probably the only boyfriend who comes out at this time of the morning to buy me a McDonalds. You are a keeper, Styles" You grinned, as you wrapped your lips around the plastic spoon, filled with ice-cream. The Galaxy caramel sticking to your lips. "My friends sit there, and say you need to keep him, but I always told them if you were meant to be my boyfriend, then we would be together for years. I know see what they mean. You are a keeper" You grinned, as you pushed the empty McFlurry pot away from you. Placing it on the tray resting on the table.
"Oh really now? I’m a keeper, huh?" He grinned, the feeling of your head falling to his chest making him feel warm and fuzzy. "My mum keeps telling me to keep you for as long as possible. That’s why I’m trying to make you the happiest girl in the world. Because, I want you to stay for as long as possible" He smiled, as he held his spoon to your lips. Smiling as you wrapped your lips around the ice-cream and slid it off of the curve in your mouth. "I love you, missy. I really do. You’re the only girl I’d do this with, you know? I wouldn’t ever dream of doing this with anyone else.." He smiled, as he placed his arm over your shoulder. Pulling you into his side.
"Doing what with anyone else? Coming to McDonalds at nearing 2 o’clock in the morning?" You giggled, placing a hand on his thigh.
"Having a cuddle in McDonalds at nearly 2 o’clock in the morning. I mean, I’ve never done this with anyone else. And I’m glad to be doing it with you. Ya’know that?" He smiled, his nose nuzzling into your hair. The smell of your shampoo giving him a fuzzy feeling in his chest.
"Well… I’m glad you decided to bring me. You could be asleep right now, yet you decide to sit with me in McDonalds. Eating junk food at 2 in the morning. You are a keeper, Styles. And I love you, loads…" You whispered, looking up at him, pressing your cold and ice-cream coated lips to his warm ones.
He was definitely a keeper. And you couldn’t wait for more late night McDonalds trips with him.
Summary: You and Harry broke up awhile a go, but he can’t stop thinking of you. No matter how hard the two of you try to move on it doesn’t work.
Mason and I were cuddling on the couch for a movie night. Earlier, he put on “Love, Rosie”. I absolutely loved it. Mason, on the other hand, probably though otherwise since it did nothing but lull him to sleep. His head was on my lap with my hands tangled in his hair. Suddenly, my phone began to ring. It could only be one person that I knew who would call me at midnight on a Saturday.
"Hi, Y/N. Were you busy?"
Harry. We had broken up seven months ago, but he never neglected to call me up and talk with me. It never occured to me that this may be wrong until I looked into the face of my current boyfriend. Mason’s a good guy. Our relationship is nothing like I had with Harry. We were great together, but nothing lasts forever.
"Actually, Harry, I can’t talk tonight or any night for that matter."
He sucked in a breath of air. “What do you mean?”
"This?!" Mason shifted, and I quieted down my voice. There was no way I could move without waking him up. "You can’t call me and pretend like we never broke up. It happened, ya know."
"I didn’t know breaking up meant we couldn’t be friends." I heard the hurt in his voice.
"Harry, friends talk about the things we do. I can’t do this with you anymore."
It was silent for awhile. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt him, but it hurt me too. He was one of the only people who understood me like the back of his hand. We had a history that was difficut to erase.
"What’s his name?"
I nearly choked on air. “What are you talking about?”
"Who’s the guy you’re with?"
"With all do respect, that’s none of your business. When we broke up you lost all rights to that part of my life."
"I know. I just want to know you’re happy."
Mason made me laugh. After he fixed the broken peices, I naturally fell for him and all of his qualities. He mended all that was shattered.
"Do you remember when you met my family? You were so nervous…"
I stifled a laugh. “Oh God, I made such a fool of myself. I tripped over your mother’s carpet, and spilled wine all over myself. I thought they hated me, haha.”
"They could never hate you, love. My mother still adores you even after all this time. Gemma yells at me every time I see her now for letting you go."
That crippling devastation that I thought I packed away with all of Harry’s things came crawling back. I wiped away the single tear from my eyes. I believed I was done crying over Harry Styles a long time ago, yet here I am ready to bawl my eyes out.
"You did let me go. Why? Why didn’t you fight for me?" My voice trembled.
"Y/N, I wanted to so badly. I still do. Why do you think I call you every night at midnight? This is the only way I can have you."
"You could have stopped me. You could have reassured me, Harry. I would have stayed. All you had to do was say the words, and I would have listened."
"Well, I can’t go back in time. I wanted you to be happy. You told me you weren’t, so letting you go is the only thing I could think of."
"It was all the nights you were gone. Harry, I never felt so alone in my life. The tours, the fans, and the rumors…it was all too much for me."
He sniffed. “You told me you didn’t care about all that. Wasn’t my love enough to make you want to stay?”
"I have to go." I exclaimed, ending the call.
Mason sat up, and I quickly wiped my face once more. By the expression on his face I knew he heard the last bit our conversation.
"So, you still love him?"
The question hit me hard in my stomach. My mind and my heart were telling me two different things. Then there was Mason. How could I do this to him?
"I’ve been with you long enough to know when you’re lying, Y/N. You weren’t over Harry then, and you aren’t over him now. If we had anything I thought it was honesty."
"I’m sorry." I cried, but it was too late.
Mason was up before I could beg him to stay. Not that I would. He deserved better, and so did I. The only face that came to mind was Harry.
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Chapter 13: Spaces Between Us.
*photo edit is mine
March 11th 2015
I could feel my heart breaking as the words came out of my mouth.
"Let’s just break up, okay?"
I didn’t want it to come to this. I love Harry with every fiber in my being but I was so tired of this. I was angry and frustrated. How are we suppose to make this distance work if he can’t even talk to me when I’m here, right in front of him?
"W-what?" Harry’s voice was shaking.
I couldn’t look up at him because I knew that looking into his eyes would make me weak.
So there we were, standing in the middle of the hotel room, at a turning point in our relationship.
"Y/N. No, no, this- this- no. We can’t. I can’t lose you. Please…" Harry pulled me into his body.
"Harry… you can’t even talk to me… I don’t understand how we are going to make this work if you can’t talk to me…" I sobbed into his chest as my stomach dropped and I felt my body go numb.
Harry pulled me out at arms length and made me look up at him. He was crying. There were tears streaming down his face and it was all because of me. I felt my heart clench seeing him cry.
Harry sniffled, his eyes were red. “Y/N, please, I am so sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have called Nadine, I shouldn’t have left. I shouldn’t have talked to her about our problems. I know I was wrong. Please, please, I cannot lose you.” He lifted my chin and placed a kiss on my forehead, “I need you.”
I felt his tears fall down on top of my head and pulled away.
I shook my head as I wiped my tears, “But you did do all those things. You don’t get it… you- you aren’t understanding how I feel… we aren’t going to work if you don’t know how to communicate with me. We’ve fought about this before and-… I just feel like I don’t make you happy…”
I turned back to close my trunk and locked it. I heard a thud and immediately turned around to see Harry on his knees in front of me looking completely defeated.
"Harry!" I covered my mouth with my hand.
"I love you…" He wept, "I love you so much, I can’t lose you, please don’t leave me." He covered his face.
I got down on my knees in front of him and embraced him, it absolutely killed me to see him like this.
"Harry please don’t- I don’t know what I’m going to do if you keep crying…" I placed my chin on top of his head as he wrapped his arms around me.
"What do you want me to do? I will do anything for you. Anything you ask, whatever you want, I’ll give it to you, just please tell me what to do." Harry whimpered into my shoulder.
I was quiet for a moment, I didn’t want to be here right now… I knew that I couldn’t sleep next to him and I definitely couldn’t go home because my parents were here.
"Space. I need space and time to think." I finally said.
"Space?" His voice was hoarse. He pulled back and looked at me as he wiped his tears.
"Just give me until the end of this week to think about everything okay? I’ll let you how I feel before I leave…"
"Okay," He looked down at his hands and was quiet for a moment.
"So I guess this means no golf with your dad?"
I shook my head. “Harry, don’t you dare cancel on my dad! Just- just pretend for the rest of the week, for me, that we are okay. I don’t want everyone to know we are having problems, ESPECIALLY my parents and Lisa and Aaron.”
"Okay, I’ll do whatever you want." Harry quietly said.
I stood up and held my hand out for him.
After he straightened himself up and wiped the rest of the tears from his face with his arm, I let go of his hand.
"Get some sleep Harry. You have an early morning."
He didn’t say anything back he just stared down at the floor.
I grabbed my steamer truck (x) and slipped on a pair of sandals.
"Wait, you’re still leaving?" Harry voice cracked.
"Harry, I can’t sleep next to you while I’m feeling like this… this is part of the space I need."
I could see Harry tear up again and I couldn’t stay or else I would just end up forgiving him and nothing would change.
"I’ll see you tomorrow." I whispered then headed out the door with my large Louis Vuitton trunk, purse and phone in hand.
I stood in the middle of the hall, my back against the door, crying. My heart was broken. It took every ounce of me to walk out of the room, leaving Harry alone… knowing he was crying.
I slowly dragged my things down three doors and across the hall.
I knocked a few times before I finally heard the door knob click open.
"Y/N?" Louis yawned and then his eyes opened when he realized I was crying.
"Can I please stay on your couch tonight?" I press my lips together.
"Y/N, what’s wrong?!" He pulled me into his arms and I dropped my things on the floor.
I couldn’t even speak I just sobbed into his chest.
"Come, let’s go inside." Louis helped me grab my things and set them in his living room area.
He sat me down on the couch as he grabbed me tissues and a glass of water and waited patiently until I calmed down.
"What happened?" He wiped my tears.
I sat there and explained to Louis everything that happened starting with Derek drunk calling me, confessing his feelings for me then me telling Harry… Harry storming off.. then with Nadine and Elsa at the concert and how Elsa heard Derek confessing his feelings to me… then everything that happened 30 minutes ago.
"Bloody fucking hell…" Louis stared off as he took in everything I said.
"My head is spinning a bit…" Louis rubbed his forehead, "Wait so Derek is in love with you…? He actually said LOVE?" He looked at me in disbelief.
"Yeah…" I mumbled as I drank some water.
"Harry’s an idiot. He shouldn’t have went and talk to Nadine, you’re right, he should’ve stayed and figured it out with you… but do you really want to break up?"
"No, of course I don’t want too… but I don’t see how our relationship is going to grow if he can’t communicate with me. If he keeps just running and talking to Nadine instead of me… like how do you think it makes me feel to know that he’s complaining about me to another girl? I feel like I can’t make him happy! She probably thinks I’m not making him happy!"
I started crying again, “I don’t understand what happened… He worked for this, for us. He was patience with me and he tried his best to prove to me that I was who he wanted… why is this so hard for us? I don’t even know anymore…” I ran my fingers through my hair.
"Hey… Come on, you need to rest and just not think for the rest of the night." Louis hugged me.
He stood up and tried to pull me up, “Let’s get you in bed, we can talk more in the morning.”
"No…I can’t take your bed, I’ll be fine on the couch." I shook my head.
"What kind of friend- no, MAN, would I be if I let you sleep on the couch? I have a second bed in my room anyways." He pulled me up.
"I really appreciate this Louis." I hugged him again.
"Of course, you’re one of my good friends now, whatever you need, I’ll be here for you."
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I didn’t know what to say, I just stared back at her.
"Derek, it’s either me or her!" She shouted as she wiped her tears.
"Are you seriously giving me an ultimatum right now?" I looked at her, taken aback.
"Yes. I’m making you choose. It’s either me or her." She squeaked as she tried to calm herself down.
I felt terrible because I already knew the answer.
I choose her.
I lost her once and I didn’t want to lose her again.
Even if all I am to her was just a friend, I would rather have her in my life as that than not at all.
I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t bring myself to say it out loud to Elsa that I wasn’t going to give Y/N up.
And she knew.
She opened the back right door and got out, slamming the door behind her.
I quickly followed her going out the left back door.
She opened the trunk and grabbed her suitcase and purse.
"I got my answer, loud and clear." She cried.
"I didn’t say anything!" I didn’t want her to leave when things were like this.
"Exactly." She pulled her suitcase across the parking lot and I followed her out onto the main road.
"Where are you going? Just come back to the hotel with me and we’ll figure it out in the morning, please, don’t go." I begged her.
"No, Derek, we’re over. We’re done. I’m not going to stay here and be with you while you’re in love with another woman, I deserve better than that!" She shouted as she waved for a cab.
"You do deserve better than that, but it’s almost 10 at night. Just come back with me." I grabbed her hand but she jerked it away.
A cab pulled up and she threw her suitcase in the backseat.
"Derek, I’m not your girlfriend anymore… so don’t worry about me." She cried as she climbed in and slammed the door.
I knocked on the window furiously, “Elsa! Stay! Elsa! Please!”
But she told the cab driver to go and I jumped back as he drove off.
I did care for Elsa, a lot. I did love her, but I don’t think I was ever in love with her the way I was with Y/N.
I walked back to my car and drove to the hotel where everyone else was staying at.
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March 12th 2015
My alarm went off at 6:30am on my phone and I blindly searched for it to turn it off.
I barely slept.
I couldn’t sleep knowing that Y/N was feeling the way she was.
I couldn’t sleep because I felt completely empty without her body next to mines.
I couldn’t sleep because I was afraid of losing her.
I slowly dragged myself out of bed and took a shower.
I pulled out my black under armor, black collared golf shirt and golfing pants and quickly put them on. Good thing Niall told me to pack it, just in case.
I grabbed my phone from the bed to see a message from him.
Niall: You better be awake. I’m almost ready. Me: Yeah, just putting on my shoes now.
I went to my texts and clicked on her text conversation.
I wanted to say something to her… I stared at my phone, watching the cursor blink under ‘Baby,’ wondering if I should say anything at all.
I exhaled and locked my phone. No, she wants space. I needed to give it to her.
My body and mind were exhausted and I felt like death. I definitely was not ready for this four or five hour game with Niall, Aaron and her dad. I had to pretend everything was okay, it was what she wanted.
I grabbed golf gloves, sunglasses, room key, wallet, two phones and stuffed them in my pocket and threw on a hat.
It was going to be a long day.
Our manager insisted on having two security guards for each of us come with Niall and I on our game, it was useless to argue.
Aaron and Y/F’s/F/N found a great country club that wasn’t too far from our hotel called The Singapore Island Country Club. It was absolutely gorgeous.
Niall was dressed in all white. Yin and yang. It still amazes me how opposite we both are yet how we still managed to be close, he’s the brother I never had.
Niall and I each had to rent a set of golf clubs and then 2 golf carts, one for us and one for our security. Aaron and Y/F’s/F/N brought their own clubs and just needed to rent a golf cart and book and pay for a caddie.**
Just as Niall and I were about to put our cards down to pay for everything, Aaron and Y/F’s/F/N handed their credit cards to the hostess.
"Just split everything on these two cards," Aaron said as he handed two black American Express cards to the girl.
"What?! No, no! You don’t have to do that!" Niall and I shoved our cards in the girl hands. She was already having a hard time functioning because Niall and I were there. She didn’t know what to do except stare at the four of us.
"Boys, it’s our treat. Honestly, you both have made our daughters happy and you paid for dinner the other night, let us take care of this." Y/F’s/F/N said as he slid our cards back to us.
I felt like shit. I felt guilty. I have been screwing things up with Y/N and hearing her dad finally accepting our relationship made me happy but my stomach drop at the same time. Fuck.
I swallowed the lump in my throat as Niall and I thanked them.
We started off with a light breakfast, insisting our security guys ate with us since they stayed close the whole time. We all discussed which courses we were going to play, our favorite golfers and how this country club was designed by the British Open Champion, Peter Thomson. After we we’re done, we went off to the driving range for a half an hour to warm up.
"You okay mate? You don’t seem like yourself?" Niall asked before driving the ball across the land, he was at the bay to my left.
"Yeah, just tired… didn’t get much sleep." I mumbled before I swung, it was a terrible shot.
"You naughty boy!" Niall whispered before looking over his shoulder at the bays on his left, where Aaron and Y/F’s/F/N practiced.
"No- no, it wasn’t like that at all." I shook my head and tried another swing.
"Did something happen?" Niall whispered, his voice filled with concern.
I didn’t answer, I just continued practicing, ending the conversation.
Around 9:15am we headed to the first course, the Island Course: a short 18-hole course that weaved through old magnificent trees; it was hilly but never-the-less beautiful. There was a small body of water in the middle of the course with a fountain that shot water at least 25 feet in the air and curved down in two layers, creating a flower-like affect.
It was Niall and I verses Y/F’s/F/N and Aaron. We bumped fist each other for good luck after shaking hands with their fathers.
I smiled to myself remember when I saw Madeline and Y/N do that for the first time. The fist bump. I remember one time we argued about it; I teased her saying she and Madeline copied me and Niall, but she said that her and Madeline were best friends before Niall and I even knew of each other’s existence, which she was right… but I never gave into her.
After 3 hours, we finished the course, barely beating Aaron and Y/F’s/F/N. Niall jumped on me like an idiot knocking me to the ground, happy that we won. It was the first time I smiled or laughed today.
I honestly was hitting like shit and had no idea how we managed to beat them.
"Wow, did they just beat us Aaron?" Y/F’s/F/N’s dad shook his head as we headed back into the facility for a break, he was little impressed but flustered at the same time.
"I was just warming up, I let them win!" Aaron scratched his head as he opened up a water bottle.
"The next course is suppose to be tough, so that will determine who the real champions are, right Harry?" Niall raised both his eyebrows as he lightly nudged me.
“Right.” I nodded.
Around 1pm we headed out to the Millennium Course, which was a lot tougher. Niall and I struggled the first half of the course, we would go over the par by at least 2 or 3 shots each.
During one of Niall’s turns, Y/F’s/F/N’s snapped me out of my thoughts, “I want to apologize for my behavior when I first met you.”
I turned my head to him, “What? You don’t have to apologize.”
"I know I don’t but I am going too. Y/N seems really happy and seeing her happy, is everything to me… She doesn’t know this, but my wife and I struggled to conceive her, but once she was born, she was my world…" He cleared his throat, "But anyways, I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions about you. Let’s leave it there."
"Wow… Thank you, it really means a lot to me that you and Y/M’s/F/N like me." I smiled.
I didn’t want to lose Y/N. I couldn’t, not now, not when I just heard her dad indirectly admit he accepts me, hell, not ever. I felt completely overwhelmed. I missed her more than everything, and last night was completely hell for me.
What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I keep doing these stupid things to hurt her?
Niall and I ended up losing to their dads during the second course by a landslide and fist-bumped for sportsmanship. He was a bit frustrated but I told him it was a difficult course plus we haven’t played in a while, so it’s okay, because we had fun.
As we all returned our equipment and headed to the car, Aaron put his arm over Niall’s shoulder, “You know, for someone who hasn’t played in a while, you did pretty good.” He held out his hand and Niall shook it; being on Aaron’s good side made Niall’s day.
We got back to the hotel around 4:15pm having late lunch plans with our significant others at 5pm.
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@elizabeth_sengXO: just saw @Harry_Styles & @NiallOfficial at the Singapore Island Country Club! they were playing golf w/Y/N & Madeline’s dad! OMG #bondingwiththeirgfsdads
@nellytchong: omg just checked out golfing equipment for @Harry_Styles & @NiallOfficial. they are so nice & sweet! heard Y/N dad’s tell them they make their daughters happy! omg! #bondingwiththeirgfsdads
@yong_Kevin12: my friend was a caddy for @Harry_Styles & @NiallOfficial’s opponents at the golf course today! he said that both guys were bonding with their girlfriends’ dads #bondingwiththeirgfsdads
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I woke up when I heard Louis’ phone ringing on the night stand that was between our beds. It was probably Eleanor, so I grabbed my phone and went into the bathroom to get ready, giving him privacy.
It was 9am.
I sighed as I stared at my reflection. I cried myself to sleep last night so my eyes were puffy. There were dark circles under my eyes and my hair was a mess.
I felt like shit as pushed the image of Harry weeping on his knees in front of me, to the back of my mind.
I checked my phone to see that Madeline and my mom had called me.
Madeline texted me saying to meet in the hotel lobby at 10am for a day with her and our moms.
After I finished brushing my teeth and changed, I came out of the bathroom to see Louis dressed in a tank top and swim shorts.
"Good morning… Thanks again for letting me stay here." I weakly smiled.
"Y/N, you don’t need to thank me. Just stay here with me. Zayn and I aren’t heading to Thailand until Saturday morning anyways… and I hope you don’t mind but I told Eleanor that you were staying with me."
"Of course, she’s your girlfriend, it would be wrong if she didn’t know I was here." I nodded.
"Where you headed off too?" He asked as he went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
"I’m going to spend the day with Madeline and our moms, then joining the guys and our dads for lunch after they finish golfing."
Louis just hummed, letting me know he heard me.
I quickly pulled out my make up bag and pulled out my concealer to cover the bags under my eyes and applied some eyeliner.
Fuck it, I’ll just wear my Ray Bans all day.
"So… you and Harry are going to just pretend to be okay in front of everyone?" Louis came out of the bathroom.
"Yeah… I don’t want my parents to know that we are going through something right now, I don’t want them to think bad of Harry…"
"How are you feeling?" Louis asked as he dug through his suitcase for his sandals and I finished getting ready.
"I feel heart broken. I just want us to be happy Louis. Dating him already has it’s own set of obstacles… paparazzi, media, fans, rumors, etc. I don’t want our personal lives being obstacles. Relationship takes work… but it shouldn’t be this hard. I just want to feel like being with me makes him happy… I know he loves me… I know he cares about me… but if he can’t be happy then what’s the point?" I sat down on his spare bed.
He sat down next to me, “I know, I know. I know he seems to get upset and jealous with other guys a lot… but you do make him happy. He’s different when he’s with you. When you’re around, his mood is completely different. When you move, he moves. It’s as if he gravitates towards you.”
I felt my heart flutter when he said that.
Louis scratched his beard, “That sounds pretty corny doesn’t it? But that’s just how I see it. I’ve known him for almost five years and he hasn’t really been in a relationship since Taylor, which was years ago… so this is also new to him too. I’m not trying to defend him or say it was alright for him to call Nadine, but he is still learning.”
Louis’ was right, but it still didn’t change how I felt.
I gave Louis a hug and slipped on my sandals, he handed me his spare room key then I headed down to the lobby.
I checked my phone to see a few links that Madeline sent to me. The entire Twitter world were sure Harry and I, and Madeline and Niall were officailly together since there were pictures with them with our dad’s, in Singapore.
It was going to be a long day.
- - - - -
I woke up early and headed to the pool to see Zayn and Louis lounging around with their security detail watching over them.
I dropped all my things on a lawn chair by the pool on the opposite side of them before I dove into the pool to do a few laps.
After the concert last night, Elsa had completely disappeared and that pissed me off. I tried calling her but her phone was off the whole night, I figured her and Derek were off fighting or making up and she forgot about me. I had to ride back to the hotel with Harry and Niall after we grabbed dinner together, which was a bit awkward.
After 20 laps, I decided to sun bath for a bit, so I laid out listening to music and scrolling through a few social media networks.
I saw pictures of Harry and Niall golfing with Y/N and Madeline’s fathers and felt my stomach drop. I knew that Harry was in love with Y/N, he even told me that she’s the one for him, secretly, there was a part of me that still hoped that they didn’t work out. I felt like a terrible person for feeling that way, knowing that she made Harry happy, but it still killed me inside to see them together.
My phone started ringing and Elsa’s name flashed across the screen.
"Finally, what the hell?" I answered, harshly.
"Derek and I broke up." Elsa wept.
"What?!" I said a bit loudly as I tilted my sunglasses down and peered across the pool to see that Zayn and Louis were now swimming, indulged in their own conversation.
"Yeah, I flew back to New York last night… I gave him a choice…it was me or her and he obviously chose her." Elsa sobbed.
"Holy shit, he actually said he chose her?" I whispered.
"No, I asked him and he didn’t even reply, I knew that meant he was choosing her, so I left. I’m sorry I ditched you, I’m a shit friend." She continued crying.
"Look Elsa… it’s okay.. don’t worry about it, I’ll be back on Saturday or something and we’ll cry over ice cream and watch Sex and the City reruns until you feel better." I pressed my lips together.
"Thanks Nae. I’m going to go back to sleep now… let me know when you’re back." She muffled.
I’m going to kick Derek’s ass. I may be tiny, but I can throw a punch. All those boxing classes weren’t just for my figure.
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As Niall and I walked into the hotel, I saw Louis walking across the lobby with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Louis!" I called out and he stopped and waited for me. I quickly walked towards him after letting Niall know I will see him in a bit.
"Hey, how was golfing?" We walked together towards the elevator.
"How did you know…?" I sputtered.
"Y/N told me."
"You talked to her?" I looked up at him feeling a bit relieved.
"Yeah…" He nodded as we walked in the elevator together with our security.
"Is she okay? How is she doing?" I asked as we stepped onto our floor.
"Let’s talk in your room okay?" Louis pointed towards my room as we talked past his, I didn’t know why we didn’t just go in his room since he was clearly still wet.
"Louis, it’s over for us isn’t it? She’s going to leave me isn’t she?" I felt my heart drop and my hands shake as I placed my things on the table.
"Look mate, I don’t know what she’s going to do, but what is up with you man? How could you go off and vent to Nadine like that? You know you were wrong for that right?" Louis leaned against the arm of the couch.
"I know, I know…" I took my hat off and ran my fingers through my sweaty hair. I took off my shirts and threw them into my dirty pile of laundry.
"She’s a right mess. She’s hurt. She said she feels like she doesn’t make you happy and doesn’t know what else she can do for you." Louis looked at me.
"But she does! She makes me happier than I ever been!" I closed my eyes and wiped the gunk out in between my inner eyes.
"Then why do you keep getting pissed mate? Why do you let every little thing that involves another man piss you off?" Louis looked at me dead in the eyes.
"Look mate, I don’t know how many times I’ve got to explain this to you, but there’s no reason for you to get angry when someone has feelings for her or likes her. You should feel flattered and lucky as hell because you’re the one that gets to call her ‘yours.’ You don’t think I know guys back at home aren’t interested in El? But I trust her because it’s not her fault other guys find her amazing! I want you to be happy mate, I want Y/N to be happy. I like her, and all the other guys do too and all our girlfriends love her, that never happens! So quit fuckin’ up!"
Louis lightly punched me on the arm.
"I know. God, I feel like an idiot. I feel like shit."
"Look, I know you guys have lunch together in a bit, go shower, you stink and don’t over-think anything. Just give her space." He said as he walked out of my room.
After I quickly showered and changed, I met Y/N, Madeline, their parents, and Niall downstairs in the lobby. I nearly lost my breath when I saw her. She was wearing a simple, turquoise, I think they call it a maxi dress. Her hair was straightened and falling down on her back and she looked absolutely gorgeous. I felt my heart skip a beat. I missed her so much.
I greeted everyone then kissed Y/N on the cheek, “Hi.”
"Hi," She smiled at me through her sunglasses, "I heard you got your butt kicked today."
"Yeah, your dad and Aaron are pretty good." I put my arm around her waist.
She didn’t flinch or move, so I guess it was okay.
We all waited for our security team to pull up two cars for us as we all debated on what to do the rest of the evening.
"I was thinking we could go check out the Night Safari." Lisa suggested.
"I wanted to take a ride in the Singapore Flyer!" Niall and Madeline said at the same time and we all just kind of stared at them with wide-eyes.
It wasn’t until Y/N turned her head and shifted her body was when I broke my gaze away from Niall and Madeline.
I slightly turned my head to see Nadine walking in from the pool area, she waved at us and headed inside the elevator. Niall and Madeline waved back.
I was hesitant, I couldn’t read Y/N’s face but I knew she was hurting.
"Why don’t we do both? That’s why we are eating now right?" Y/F’s/F/N said and my attention turned back to the group.
"Yeah, why don’t we just go eat, then the Night Safari, then go the Singapore flyer since other people suggested to ride it at night anyways."
"I like that idea," Y/N smiled as she laced her hands in mines. It made me feel butterflies to feel her hands in mines.
God, the entire night, all I could think was that I hope she doesn’t break up with me.
- - - - -
I deserved an Oscar, hell, Harry deserved an Oscar… or maybe it was because despite everything, we still loved each other and could act like everything was okay.
Whatever it was, everyone bought it and no one thought anything was wrong, except Madeline, of course it had to be her. Madeline always knew.
Like I said, we acted like everything was okay.
"What the hell is going on between you and Harry?" She pulled me to the side as the boys are our parents debated over which animal was more exotic.
"What do you mean?" I licked my lips.
"We’re going to the bathroom!" She said over her shoulders to the group as she pulled me with her.
"Oh shut up, I’m your best friend. Your eyes are slightly puffy, I can see the concealer, AND you stiffen up every time your parents and Harry have a moment. What the fuck is going on and don’t lie to me." She narrowed her eyes at me.
I made my way through the bathroom, checking all the stalls to make sure they were empty.
"I asked Harry for a break…" I puffed my cheeks and exhaled as I made my way up to the front of the bathroom.
"What?!" She looked at me with confusion.
"Well technically I said ‘let’s break up’ then I said give me space to think about it…" I trailed off.
She stood up straight and held her hand up, “Wait, what happened? Why didn’t you tell me any of this today?! I knew something was wrong, I just thought you were tired because you and Harry were up all night-“
"Nope, I basically cried all night." I looked at myself in the mirror and pulled out my concealer from my purse and reapplied it.
"With Harry in the bed?" She looked in my eyes through the mirror.
I shook my head, “No, I didn’t sleep in our room last night, I slept in Louis’.”
"Y/N, what happened?"
"The night of the dinner with our parents, I told Harry about Derek being in love with me and he stormed off and left. I thought- well he told me he just went to get some air and clear his head, then remember Elsa said that he called Nadine? I confronted him and he told me he called Nadine ‘for comfort’ and ‘to vent’" I made air quotes with my fingers, "And that really pissed me off and hurt me that he can go and talk to her about things like that but he can’t talk to me? What’s the point of being together if he can’t communicate with me?"
Madeline hugged me but before she could say anything, two other girls came into the bathroom and gasped, recognizing us and we hurried out the door.
- - - - -
After I left the pool, I saw Harry with Niall and their girlfriends and their parents in the lobby, I waved but felt a pain in my chest when Harry ignored me.
Maybe he didn’t see me? No, I know he did because I saw his head slightly turn in my direction.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I use to be so together around Harry, now I’m just a mess. I missed my friend. When he spent all that time in L.A. before the tour, it was so nice just seeing him almost every day; now he only calls me when he needs advice on his relationship with Y/N.
I brushed it off and went to take a shower and changed into a sundress.
I headed down to the lobby; I needed to find out which room Derek was in and give him a piece of my mind. The girl at the front desk called his room for me, but he didn’t answer, so obviously he was out and about.
I decided to explore Singapore a bit and grab a bite to eat at a restaurant Derek raved about the entire flight over.
I walked in and ask for a bar seat and there, low and behold, was the six foot tall Asian man in a white cotton shirt and jeans, drinking a crown and coke.
"DEREK!" I harshly said as I sat down next to him.
"Nadine! Shit! You scared me!" He held his hand up his chest.
"You’ve got a lot of nerve!" I crossed my arms as I turned my body towards him, "How could you choose Y/N over Elsa?! Seriously?!"
"Nadine, calm down. I’ve got a head ache right now and I don’t need your bitching." He turned his attention back to the T.V. that hung in front of us.
I huffed and turn my body towards the bar, “Can I get your best scotch, on the rocks?” I waved at the bartender and he nodded at me.
"Scotch? Really? You drink scotch?" Derek asked, an eyebrow raised as he peer at me from the corner of his eye.
"Yes. You’re not the only one with a headache." I shot back at him.
Derek let out a little chuckle.
"Let me guess, you’re in love with Harry but he doesn’t know so it slowly kills you inside because you can’t say anything to him or else it would ruin your friendship, oh and," He took a sip of his drink, "he has a girlfriend. Did I miss anything?"
I just glared at him, “I am not-“
"Look Nadine if you’re going to sit here and invade my drinking space, the least you can do is be honest with me and I’ll be honest with you."
I took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, “No, you didn’t miss anything.”
"Yeah, I thought so." He smirked.
"And you’re in love with Y/N?" I looked over at him after I ordered a traditional Singaporean stir-fried noodle dish called Char Kway Teow.
"Mmmm, yeap." He answered then ordered another crown and coke.
"Fuck our lives right?" I crudely said.
"Being in love with two people who are not only taken, but taken with each other? Yeah, fuck our lives." Derek responded.
"To our unrequited love?" I held up my drink.
"Unrequited love." He clinked his glass with me and downed it.
- - - - -
Later that night, we got back to the hotel and parted ways with our parents.
Madeline and Niall decided to go to a bar together instead of going to sleep.
Harry and I headed upstairs together with our parents, they were on the floor above us. As soon as we stepped out of the elevator, I gently pulled my hand away and grabbed my other arm.
As much as I missed him and as much as feeling this way was killing me, Harry needed to understand that this wasn’t something small, and I won’t easily just give into him because I loved him.
"Y/N…" He stopped next to me as I stood in front of Louis’ door.
"Harry, please, I’m exhausted." I tucked my hair behind my ear as I looked inside my purse for the room key.
I needed to get into the room, I could feel myself slowly breaking down.
"I know, I just… I miss you. Even though we were together the last 6 hours, it didn’t feel like us." Harry closed the space between us.
"Please, look at me." He tilted up my chin and made me look into his beautiful green eyes.
I felt my knees go weak. I felt my heart ache and my stomach flip.
I saw Harry bite his bottom lip and lowered his head as his eyes closed.
"No." I backed up into the door.
I saw Harry’s eyes snap open, his eyes slowly turning red as tears were forming.
"We can’t." I shook my head
I slipped the key card in the door from behind me, not breaking eye contact with Harry.
When I heard the beep indicating the door was unlock, I turned the door knob.
"Y/N please…" I saw tear fall down his face and felt my heart lurch. I felt chills from my head to my toes, seeing him pained me; it took every last bit of energy I had to back away from him.
"I still need more time Harry… Goodnight." I whispered and closed the door behind me.
I slid down onto the floor and cried and cried until I couldn’t anymore.
- - - - -
It was around 2 in the morning when Niall and I made our way back to the hotel, his security detail escorted us back in as fans were outside the hotel, watching and waiting for the boys’ every move.
When we finally got into the room and changed into our pajamas, I told Niall what happened between Harry and Y/N as I climbed in bed next to him.
"I knew it. I knew something was wrong with him! He didn’t want to talk to me today! He didn’t even crack a joke the entire time we played golf, that’s not like him." Niall laid on his stomach, arms under his pillow, face towards me.
"I need to tell you something Madeline," Niall guiltily said.
"What?" I propped my head up on with the palm of my hand.
[flashback in Niall’s POV]
"Niall?" Nadine stopped me before I went into my room, after the concert.
"What’s up?" I turned my head towards her.
"Is Y/N mad at me?" She asked.
"What? Why would she be mad at you?" I was confused.
"I don’t know… because Harry and me…our friendship?"
"She’s not that type of person. I can guarantee you that." I smiled at her.
"Oh and what about Harry?"
"What do you mean? We were all just havin’ dinner! You guys were fine."
"I know- I just, I don’t want to lose Harry."
"Nadine, what are you talking about? You’re not going to lose Harry."
"You’re right, I’m just over thinking things, good night Niall."
"Then she went down the hall and into her room and I went into ours. I didn’t think much of it so that’s why I didn’t say anything…" Niall finished his story and shrugged.
"Wait, she’s afraid to lose Harry?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
Then it hit me.
"Nadine is fucking in love with Harry!" I sat up and looked at Niall.
"No! She cuuldn’t- No she- duesn’t- oh my gawd!" Niall sat up and looked back at me, "She dues!"
"Oh shit!" His Irish accent always seemed to get thicker when he was tired.
I ran both my hands through my hair and grabbed it.
"Derek is in love with Y/N and Nadine is in love with Harry!" My jaw dropped.
"And ‘arry and Y/N are’n luv with each-udder!" Niall’s jaw dropped.
"Well duh!" I hit him in the arm.
"OUCH! Dat huurt!" He frowned and rubbed his arm.
- - - - -
March 13th 2015
Oh my god… I felt my head spinning as I stirred awake.
Someone kill me now.
I woke up to the sunlight that shined in my room.
My head was completely killing me.
FUCK. I felt like throwing up.
I shut my eyes tightly and slowly opened them, letting it adjust to the light.
I slowly turned my naked body to the other side of the bed with one eye shut.
When did I take off my clothes?
I felt someone’s body next to mines when I finally rolled to the other side of the bed.
My eyes shot opened and I saw a tiny figure stirring awake next to me, her hair was in her face so I didn’t recognize her.
Who the hell? I don’t remember bringing someone back.
I sat up immediately.
"OH FUCK!" I quickly grabbed my forehead, I felt so nauseated.
"Ssshh!" The girl hushed me but instantly sat up when she realized where she was.
"Derek?!" She squeaked, I finally looked over to see an all too familiar face.
"Nadine?!" I eyes grew wide at her and slowly moved down her now showing naked body.
She quickly pulled the sheet over her body and brought her hand up to her forehead, “Shit.”
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*I did my research and The Singapore Island Country Club is real and was actually designed by Peter Thomson.
**A caddie or caddy, is the person who carries the golfer’s golf clubs/bag.
Many people wanted part 2, so here it is! If you have not read part 1 you can find it here.
It’s been a few days since I last contacted Y/N. I know she doesn’t want anything to do with me, but it hurts to not hear her melodic voice. Even on my lowest of nights her voice could sooth me in a heartbeat. Now, I couldn’t even have that.
I wonder if she really is happy. Who’s she sleeping next to at night?
I have no right to know, but it’s killing me. If I would have known she and I weren’t going to make it, I would have never fallen as hard for her as I did. She was always the one though. Even my mates knew that. And she still is the one.
"Harry, we gotta go now before we’re late." Liam said, putting on his coat.
The rest of the guys stood impatiently by the door. They were all waiting for me so we could go to the office for a meeting with MODEST. I was not looking forward to it. I can’t go there without thinking of what happened when we were there seven months ago.
“This is it for you. I get that, I do. What I don’t understand is why I have to suffer for it!” Y/N screamed, her face flushed with tears flowing down her rosy cheeks. I still couldn’t believe she had the audacity to march into my job like this. I retorted, “None of this makes sense, Y/N. I’m trying. What more do you want from me? I’m sorry I can’t be there for you all the time! That’s not how things work!” She scoffed, shaking her head. “You couldn’t even make it to my birthday, Harry. When I called you had no idea what I was rambling on about. I sacrificed so much to be with you. Why can’t you do the same?” She was right. Time and time again, I saw the signs. She was getting tired of me forgetting or rescheduling all the time. It put me in a hard place. “I’m sorry, Y/N.” She turned her back to me. “Sorry isn’t going to make me stay, and it’s not going to change how I feel. Don’t expect me to be there when you get home.” And with that, she was gone. It was as if my lips were sealed shut and my feet glued to the ground. Our managers were watching in shock. The boys had sympathetic looks on their faces. I should of felt embarrassed, but instead I felt depressed and mystified. I just lost the best thing that ever happened to me.
"Harry! Get your arse down here before I come and get you myself!" Louis shouted.
I stomped down the steps, every step felt so heavy. It took so much effort just to make it to the bottom of the staircase.
"I said I was coming. Could you not-" I stopped abruptly once I saw the boys were not alone.
Y/N was sitting on my couch. She was staring at me with an unreadable expression on her face. I tried hard to regulate my breathing, but it was like I had just run five miles all the way home.
"We’ll meet you at SYCO." Zayn said.
Niall mouthed, “Good luck, mate.”
They exited through the front door, leaving Y/N and I alone. She was extremely silent. I had to fight all instinct to pull her into my arms and hold her. In that moment it was all I wanted to do, but then she spoke.
"You know, when we were together we had a lot of good times. Then I remembered all the bad times too. There were nights when I had to learn about where you were from a teenage girl’s blog. It was pathetic."
"Oh, please don’t ever say that to me again. It was all you ever used to say. I hate that."
"I never knew how bad it was for you, Y/N. I always missed you. There wasn’t a moment when I wasn’t thinking of you."
"And I should have told you, but like you said we can’t go back in time. What I can do is promise that the next time I feel neglected or lonely I will tell you."
"The next time?" I asked, not able to keep the surprise out of my voice.
"I love you, Harry. I never stopped loving you. I tried to use Mason to fill the void, but not even he could ever replace you."
I rushed to her and pulled her face in my hands. It was so soft just like I remembered. Her misty,(Y/E/C) eyes sparkled just like I remember. I kissed her passionately, but it wasn’t like I remembered. It was one hundred times better than that. It was better than words.
Niall: You knew tattoos were just something that made Niall nervous. “They’re just too permanent. What if you change your mind? (y/n), if you ever get a tattoo, make sure you really want it. Please.” You knew you really wanted this tattoo, simply to display your love for Niall. You were hoping he wouldn’t be upset about it. “Niall, I’ve got something to show you.” You gulp, pulling up your hair to reveal the newly red tattoo. After a long moment of silence, you manage to squeeze out a ‘well?’ “I- I love it, (y/n)!” You turn around, grinning. “Really? “Really, I promise. Usually, I don’t like them but on you, it’s totally hot.” He winks before giving you a huge kiss.
Louis: You admired Louis’ tattoos and the way they all mixed together as if they were a collage. You yourself had a couple on your lower arm, but wanted a larger one like his. And since he inspired your want for this, you decided to get one that symbolized him. Even in his hand writing. Needless to say, he loved it.
Zayn: You knew that tattoos turned on Zayn like no other. And you were a “tattoo virgin”. So one day, you went out and got a tattoo of the favorite saying the the two of you shared. You didn’t tell him of the tattoo, instead you waited until he found it himself. It just so happened to be when you two were fooling around. “(y/n)” he gasps, “when did you get this?” He does his famous lip bite as you watch his eyes changed shades. “Because it’s sexy as hell.”
Harry: Your countless tattoos were one of the first things that caught Harry’s eye. The two of you bonded over them and discussing them. So when you decided to get a tattoo inspired by one of his favorites, he was honored that he made it into the collection.
Liam: Everyone knew Liam was the soft and caring guy he was, therefore the idea of his lovely girlfriend going through an entire fifteen minutes of pain made him unhappy. But after weeks of coaxing him, you finally talked him into tagging along while you get a tattoo. You neglected to tell him that the tattoo was for him, knowing he’d definitely disagree with your decision. But once he saw it, he couldn’t deny that he loved it.
it has been forever guys and im so sorryyyy. but please please please send me requests guys! i’ll write anything! preferences, imagines, personals, anything! thank you!
You were about to enter the stadium, guided by guards tryng to get you through the crowed of screaming fans. ‘(Y/N)! (Y/N)!’ They all scream and wave at you. You smile at them and wave back. (Y/N) can we take a picture with you?’ Then a girl caught you eyes holding something in her hand. ‘(Y/N) I made you something.’ she screams. You give her a smile and try to walk towards her. (Y/N) you can’t go to them, they’ll mob you.’ one of the guards says. ‘Of course they won’t, just give me a minute to talk to them.’ ‘Alright, only a minute.’ You smile and walk towards the crowd getting them to scream even more. ‘Hi guys, how are y’all doing?’ you ask nicely. They only respond with screams and cries, so you hold your finger to you lips to tell them to be quiet. ‘Are you excited for the show tonight?’ Ýeah.’ The all say and nod. ‘Can we take a picture with you?’ You smile. ‘Of course you can.’ You took pictures with as many fans as you could, extending a lot of hugs and having some really short coversations. Then the guard told you that it was really time to go. ‘Guys I really need to go now. I’m sorry. I loved talking to you.’ You wave one last time before getting inside.
It was almost Zayn’s birthday, so you descided to go shopping for a nice birthday present for him. You are just walking around the store when you hear a soft and shy voice behind you. ‘(Y/N)?’ You turn around and see two girls standing behind acting all nervous. You smile sweetly at them. ‘Oh hi girls, how are you?’ ‘Very good. Uhm sorry that we’re interrupting you, but we love you just so much and can we have a picture with you, please.’ ‘Of course you can.’ One of the girls takes out her phone and you take some pictures together. ‘Bye the way, I have some real trouble finding Zayn a birthday present, mind helping me?’ Their jaws almost drop and they gladly accept your request. You spent almost an hour with them finding the perfect gift.
It’s been almost 4 months since you’ve last seen your boyfriend. And today is the day he finally arrives home. So you and Maura had descided to pick him up from the airport, bringing Theo with you. But what you don’t know is that a group of fans also came with the genius idea to welcome their favourite boyband member home. As the fans see you holding Theo in your arms, they all go crazy taking hundreds of pictures and videos of you. You politely fave at them. ‘(Y/N)! (Y/N)! (Y/N)!’ They all start to sing ‘What makes you beautiful’ and you dance to it putting Theo’s hand in the air. ‘I think they want to take pictures with you.’ Maura says in your ear. You grin. ‘Oh no it’s fine.’ She takes Theo out off your arms telling you to take pictures with them. You do as you’re told and walk towards the crowed of screaming girls, taking some pics and having some chit-chats with them. ‘Can you bring Theo here?’ one girl asks. ‘I think it’s better for Theo to stay with Maura. But I will say hi to him.’ You hear a voice saying that the plane has arrived. ‘I’m sorry loves, but I really want to see Niall right now, alright. You were all so lovely. Bye. You walk back and after not that long you can finally hold your boyfriend in your arms.’
Blurb request please? One where Liam sees you working out late at night in their hotel gym and takes a fancy to you. x
'12:00AM' it read on the clock beside the bed. Liam was wide awake and cursed himself and the jetleg for making him sleep as soon as they got to their hotel.
After tossing and turning in bed for more than ten minutes, he decide to walk in the hotel. It shouldn’t be a problem at this hour, all he had to do was avoid the lobby.
He started by the pool, walking around and dipping his feet on it. Then he procced to the game room, but being alone meant not having how to play. At least, he went to the gym. Maybe he could use this time to catch up with gym. Besides, he always got tired after exercising and wanted to sleep.
It was a normal hotel gym. It wasn’t the biggest but it wasn’t the smallest either. Liam thought it was good enough, so he made his way in.
That’s when he saw you.
You were running and sweat was covering your whole body. You had a tough day at the conference you had earlier that day and need to let some steam out. It was either sex or running, but as you hadn’t someone to help you in the first one, you had to settle with the good old run.
"Hello." you heard him saying, almost falling out the machine when you did. Liam had got in so smoothly that you hadn’t even heard. "Ops, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you."
You stopped what you were doing and turn to him out of breath, you felt old.
"It’s okay." you replied, passing a towel to remove the sweat of your forehead. "Do you need something?" you asked, because what other reason he would have to interrupt you. Not that you cared.
"Hm… No." he answered shyly, cursing under his breath for being such a fool. "I just wanted to say hi to my gym fellow. I’m Liam by the way."
You knew who he was, but you smiled and took his hand.
"I’m (Y/N)." you shook his hand and got out of the machine. Now, being in his level you could see that he was taller than you. "Nice to meet you."
"The pleasure is all mine." he smiled. "Actually, do you need some help? You seemed really stressed while running and I couldn’t help but thought that maybe you were in need to relax a little bit."
Laughing, you nodded. “I am. The only reason I would be running at this hour was if I needed to blow some steam out.”
"Well, you are a lucky girl, then." he smirked. "I know the perfect way of doing that."
Let’s just say you were right when you said sex was the best form of relaxing.
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Shopping, Lush and I’m A Man!
Being the girlfriend of harry styles, the most adored man in the biggest boy and in the world is defiantly a lot harder then it seems. Having the fans accept your relationship is tough, along with the hate. Harry was worth it though, he’s kind, loving, he has the most biggest heart, that’s why he’s adored by millions. He’s one of a kind, special, rare, he’s humble, still with the life he has. He hasn’t forgotten anything, his family, his priorities, his manners, nothing. He’s still the boy he was when he auditioned for the X factor, and that’s amazing to think, 4 years, he is still his same old dorky self!
'Babe, where are my- oh shit sorry' I was filming a February favourites video for my YouTube channel when harry walks in, in just a t-shirt and boxers, halfway through my sentence.
'It's ok, could you check I'm in focus please' you smile sweetly.
'Sure' he smiled whilst walking to behind your camera, that you had set up in front of you. You sat on the end of your bed with lights around you.
'You're in focus baby, you need anything else' he smiles, standing up from his crouching position.
'Thank you, could you pass me my drink? And could you sit in here with me please?' You smiled sweetly again, knowing he couldn't resist.
'Yeah, where should I sit?' He passes you your cup of orange squash.
'Anywhere just not the bed' you pass the drink back to him and he goes and sits on your window seat, which happens to be behind the camera, he shoots you a smile before you start chatting away to the camera again, explaining things you've used over the past month. It baffles him why people find this interesting, but he knows that's girl stuff, he also knows you love it.
'Okay so that's all my February favourites, I'll be back with another video soon, but I'm daily vlogging at the moment, the vlog from today should be up tomorrow morning! Bye!' You waved to the camera, as you reached to turn it off. Taking the memory card out as you packed up.
Harry admired the way you would talk to the camera, he loved how you would film videos, and leave in all the mistakes. When he’s away on tour, he likes to watch your vlogs, they make him feel as if he is with you abit. Seeing his fans react to his girlfriend being, honest about herself in vlogs made him happy too, they knew you were a normal girl, and it defiantly helped to make them get to know you. It was possible they were already a fan before you started dating him.
'Baby, would you like to go shopping? I feel like you've worked so hard lately filming videos indoors, as much as I love spending time with you on my break, inside from the real world. I think we should go out and have lunch and do some shopping?' He walked over to you and took you into his big warm arms, wrapping his arms around your waist. You wrapped your arms around his neck, 'sure, that would be great' you smiled, kissing him on the nose.
'So we've just arrived at the shopping centre car park' you said into your vlogging camera from the drivers seat of the car.
‘Harry has just gone to get a ticket for the car, he’s walking back now’ you smile and point the camera his way, he sees you filming and does a funny dance.
‘So we’re going to do some shopping because we’ve been stuck inside and I need to go to lush to get some bath bombs because harry keeps using them!’ Opening the car door, he catches what you said and flashes you a cheeky grin.
Walking down the street whilst holding Harry’s hand, you start vlogging again.
'Hey guys we are in the shopping centre now, and we're going to find lush, which is hands down my favourite shop and Harry's too but he won't admit it' you smile over at harry.
'I do like it but, I'm a man. I can't admit it' he laughs.
You roll your eyes at the camera before laughing. ‘Ok baby, your a man.’
'Hey! I am a man, I was the last time I checked anyway'
'You can't say that on my channel! My parents watch this, that's naughty' he giggles whilst pulling you closer so He is in the video more, he flashes the camera a cheeky grin.
'Were at lush now so I'll film Abit more when I've brought things, goooood bye for now!' Shutting off the camera you both go into lush.
'Baby which is the one you normally get that I used last night' he asks you whilst scanning the display shelves for the bath bomb.
'Its butterball, should be over there' you point to the bath bombs at the other side of the shops whilst looking at shampoos.
'Hey excuse me, can we get a picture with you and harry please?' You turn around to 3 girls looking about, 13-15 and smile. 'Of course you can, but can I just pick a few more things out? Are you girls shopping?' You ask.
'Yeah sure that's fine. Yeah, we're gonna buy some bath bombs for a pamper evening!' The shortest girl says. 'Oh, the best one is Granny takes a dip for pamper evenings!'
' that's our favourite!' The taller more older looking one says.
'Babe, is it this one?' Harry asks, he obviously didn't notice the girls.
'Yeah baby these girls want to take a picture with us, they're shopping as well' you smile to him, adding his favourite bath bomb to the basket of nearly full bath bombs. Lush was your favourite and he knew it, he always laughed at your obsession, but he was thankful for it. You always kept a box of bath bombs in the bathroom next to the bath, he secretly loved it.
'Yea sure that's fine' he smiles at them 'are you done though' he turns to you.
'Yeah, I'll go pay, you stay and chat' you smile at the three girls before going off to pay at the counter. Whilst waiting for the cashier to price it up, you turn and look at harry, they way he takes interest in his fans, when they talk with him they seem to brighten up. It's lovely, you love watching him interact with his fans.
'That'll be 51.40 love' the cashier says, you pay and walk over to the girls and harry with your two bags. Standing next to harry, he takes a bag from you and kisses your temple.
'Shall we take pictures now' he says.
After chatting some more with the 3 lovely girls and taking pictures and selfies, you finally get out of lush where harry was complaining that he had a headache from all the different smells.
' where are we going now?' Harry looks to you as you wander round the shopping centre, it wasn't really that busy, it was school time, just a few adults and toddlers and older people.
'Could we go home? Maybe film a video together?' You say, not really sure of his reaction, you knew harry was a private person, and you defiantly don't want him feeling as if he has too.
'Only if we can film the video where we have cream on a plate and I get pie you in the face' he laughs.
'Yes! Can we actually?' You smile, getting excited over the idea.
'Yeah, if you want too!' He smiles at you getting excited over a video, he knows how much you love filming videos for your fans.
You return back to your flat after a few more shops and buying some paper plates and cans of squirty cream.
You were now sat trying to explain the intro to the camera but harry was trying to squirt cream over you.
'Harry stop!' You laugh. 'Ok ok I will.' He puts the cream down before facing the camera, you were both sat next to each other in your kitchen on kitchen stools.
'So today we decided to film a video like Zoe and Alfie did from, zoella and pointlessblog. So let's get started!' You clap your hands together before turning to Harry and laughing.
'Ok I get to ask you the first question and if you get it wrong, I get to pie you okay?' You say to harry.
'Yes boss' he laughs. Making you roll your eyes.
'Ok so, when did my channel hit, 3 million subscribers' you smirk, not knowing if he would know this.
'Um july last year!' He asks, with a serious but extremely cute look on his face. You pie him in the face with cream before you answer, 'no sorry baby' you giggle.
'Its in my eye!' He screams. You start laughing and turn to wipe it off his face with a towel, he glares at you. 'I needed warning.'
'Ok, what was our first single off midnight memories album' he asks, nearly hitting you in the face with the plate of cream, teasing you. He had his hand on your shoulder, ready to pie you in the face.
'Best song ever!' You say hopefully, closing your eyes, ready to be hit in the face with cream.
'Ohhh, you got it right' he laughs, handing the plate of cream to you.
By the end of the video, you are covered in cream, harry decided to cover not just your face in cream but on top of your head, your back and he accidentally dropped a plate of cream on your lap.
'Ok so that's all for now, I don't know who won but, I think I did' you laugh into the camera, pushing harry away from trying to squirt the cream onto your face.
'Bye guys!' You wave to the camera, harry makes a weird face before waving 'bye! I won because I'm the bestest!'
You get up and turn the camera off. ‘I think it’s time to have a bath?’ You smirk.
You and harry were snuggled up on the sofa, watching whatever was on tv. His head on your chest, his arms around you. He looked really cute and sleepy! You were scrolling through your Twitter feed, feeling happy, warm and cozy.
'Harry look it's the girls from today!' You Must have woken him up a little as, he shot up.
'What, baby don't do that' he rubbed his eyes before having a look at your phone, he smiled.
'Now they know I'm not manly in your vlogs' he smiled sleepily before laying back down in his original position.
You completely forgot about your vlog, you hadn’t filmed since before going into lush. You had your phone so you decided to film on that.
'Hey guys sorry I haven't vlogged much, I'd like to say hi again to the girls in lush, you were all super cute and I hope you enjoy your pamper night!' You smile into the camera.
'We are going to head to bed now as, it's quite late, we filmed a video which should be up on my main channel tomorrow! Night guys, say goodnight harry' You like him in the cheek before turning the camera towards his sleeping face on your chest.
He smiles sleepily before mumbling a ‘goodnight’ his lips were pouted slightly and he looked so so cute!
*Requested* DDM Preference: You get hurt and try to hide it. (All Boys)
*Request: “Ddm you get hurt but try and hide it. Like break a bone but try to act like it didn’t really hurt! (15-17)”- Anonymous*
*I’ll let you choose what age you wanna be but you ave to be between 15-17! Anon’s orders!*
If someone were to ask you how much you loved your friends, you would have to lie. At this exact moment in time, as you laid down at the bottom of a slide, the sickening crack of your leg repeating in your ears, you were sure you had never hated a group of people more than you hated your friends right now.
After debating, and crying, for at least an hour, your friends decided going to the hospital was too risky, and dropped you off right at your doorstep.
Hopping into the house, you waved hello to your father and attempted to escape back up to your room.
“Why are you hopping?” He said suddenly, walking closer as he looked down at your leg. “Did you get hurt? Or should I say, practicing your version of parkour?” He asked, a knowing look in his eye.
“I’m fine. I just caught a cramp.”
“Yeah a cramp.” You growled.
“If its a cramp you should work out your leg. Like this.” Squatting down, he grabbed your leg and gently stretched it out, smirking when you cried out in pain.
“Just a cramp?”
Ignoring his comment, you let him carry you out to the car, and drive you to the hospital.
Thanks to your excitement, and adrenaline from fighting your way through a group of screaming women, you failed to notice the crack you had just tripped over, and the long gash on your leg.
Too busy talking to said women, you father failed to notice your fall, and instead of dying of embarrassment, you got up and acted like nothing happened.
Once he finished with fans, he continued to lead you down the street. Limping behind him, you bit your lip and stopped when you felt something wet gushing from your leg.
“You okay?” He asked, staring at you from a few feet away.
Having Louis as a father meant you would get made fun of for falling, so instead of telling the truth you gave him a nod and continued to limp after him.
Glancing over his shoulder at you, he stopped abruptly and looked down at your pants, a long gash covered in blood decorated them.
“What happened to you?” He gasped, gently lifting your jeans up and wincing at the sight of it.
“I fell.” You muttered, glaring when the corner of his lip twitched.
“Let’s get you to the doctor.” He muttered, biting his lip as he tried not to laugh.
Stubbing your toe was an everyday occurrence for you. That’s why one can only imagine the shock you experienced when you stubbed it, screamed out some random profanities, and looked down to see your toe curved away from your other toes.
Squealing in shock, you gripped your leg and tried to move your toe, squealing again when pain followed and the toe didn’t even move an inch.
“Are you okay?!” Niall yelled, quickly running into the kitchen.
Embarrassed, you hid your foot behind your other leg and nodded.
“Just thought i saw a bug!” You chirped, quickly grabbing your phone off of the table beside of you.
“Oh..okay.” Niall muttered, watching as you walked by him, a grimace on your face and a limp in your step.
Looking down, Niall held back a laugh and cleared his throat.
“Stub your toe again?”
“I don’t know what your talking about.”
“Ask your broken toe.”
Giving up, you turned to face him and gave him a strained smile.
“Can you please take me to the hospital?”
“I was going to anyways.” He sassed, helping you walk outside.
Fueling your internet addiction, as the old couple called it down your road, you rapidly typed away on your phone as you walked out of your room. Knowing your stairs by heart, you didn’t even think to watch where you were walking until you lost your footing.
Due to your tendency to swing your legs out like a broken showgirl, you basically flew over the other steps, and somehow fell right on your ankle. A loud crack following.
Gasping in pain, you clenched your ankle and bit one of your firsts to keep from screaming.
“Did you just fall down the stairs?!” Liam yelled incredulously, appearing a few seconds later.
“Yeah.” You muttered, slowly masking the pain with a poker face, and using your other hand to hide your ankle.
“Are you okay?”
Staring you down for a moment, Liam frowned and keeled down to your level.
“I’m your father…I know when you’re lying.”
Groaning, you pulled your hands away from your ankle, and winced at the huge bump on the side of it.
“It’s broken.” Liam muttered, gently picking you up and carrying you out to the car.
“Thank you captain obvious.” Screaming when he poked your ankle and smirked.
A chance to be on the same stage as your world known father was probably an once in a lifetime chance. After fighting with the stage crew, mainly because you were the clumsiest and most curious person they knew, he finally convinced them you would be responsible and they let you come on stage.
While your father practiced singing, you and Niall stood off to the side and played around.
One thing led to another and you found yourself at the edge of the stage, laughing so hard you were feeling sick at one of Niall’s joke.
So caught up in the moment, and his gorgeous face, you took a step back and screamed as you fell, throwing your arm back to catch you. As soon as you hit the ground you screamed as your arm bent back in a position only a demon could muster at free will.
Too scared to look, you decided to hide it behind your back, just as the other boys came running, or jumped in Niall’s case, off stage.
Reaching you first, Zayn sat you up, thankfully lifting with your non-exorcism looking arm, and studied your face.
“Are you okay?!” He asked, Niall doing the same as he stood on your other side.
Crowding around you, Harry nearly puked at the sight of your arm.
“I’m fine.” You lied, smiling until Harry scoffed.
“I don’t think this is what you would call fine.”
After ratting you out, and bringing the other boys close to puking, Harry helped Zayn get a good grip on you, and they all took you to the hospital.
Thanks for the request and for reading!! This is kinda short but I hope you enjoy!!