Hello!!!!! Can you please rec me fics where they have a past together (relationship/best friends or even if they hated each other)
Update : I split this post between Ex to lovers , and Ex friends to lovers cause it was such a mess ;)
(You can find some other ex to lovers fics but Canon, here)
- Bigger Than Life : “Boybander Harry Styles spotted leaving West Hollywood joined hand in hand with new beau, Xander Ritz”His
heart drops in his chest as he scrolls down, ignoring the short
irrelevant article and looking desperately for a picture. Sure enough,
there’s pap shots of Harry and Xander, walking hand in hand, looking
drunk and cheerful and together.And that’s—that’s really not what Louis was expecting at all. (48k)
- No One Does It Better: : Harry’s an alcoholic and Louis is a bartender. The first time they meet isn’t the first time they’ve met. (53k)
- don’t tell the gods (we left a mess) : After a misunderstanding with Liam’s mother, Louis agrees to
accompany his best friend to a family wedding and pretend to be the
world’s best boyfriend. But their simple plan goes awry when he learns
that Harry, ex-boyfriend/ex-love of Louis’ life, will also be in
attendance. (aka: fake!boyfriends with a twist ft. bromance, romance and
-Empty Skies : For three years, Harry has been running from his past. Now, he
is moving to London and pledges to fulfil his only dream – making it
big in the music industry. Not everyone has a place, though, and the
competition is tough. As is his past catching up on him.Louis is
part of the biggest boy band of the world, and getting there had meant a
lot of hard work, as well as sacrificing parts of his heart and soul.
He’s still happy. Maybe not as happy as he could be, but who is he to
complain?Featuring Perrie as Harry’s adorable flatmate, Niall as his manager, and Liam and Zayn as Louis’ bandmates. (137k)
- Love Is A Rebellious Bird: AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the
concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and
Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who “has made Mozart cool
again” according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which
is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at
night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around
too.Don’t hum Bolero. (well I cheated because the ex part is so tiny but well)
no pressure, no diamonds : A life of crime means there is no nine to five, no white picket
fence and definitely no happily ever after. In a life where lying gets
you everywhere and stealing things becomes a sport, there is no place
for romantic endings. Louis knows this, and so does Harry. Problem is,
they’re both wrong. orLouis is a thief, Harry a grifter.
They are thrown together for a huge diamond heist in Paris, where their
past soon catches up to them. (42k)
: AU. Acclaimed actor, Hollywood heartthrob, and Oscar nominee,
Harry Styles, seems to have the world at his feet, but seeks out an old
friend when he needs a date for his big night. (21k)
i saw you read a lot. mmmh, can you rec all your favorite one-shots? i don't care whether they are angsty or fluffy. just, you know. good. thanks x
you have no idea what you just put yourself into. here this monster :) some are pwp with very good and hot smut, others are short thingies with very poetical wrting, others are the classical +10k stories with wonderful plot, beautiful smut, amazing writing,perfect characterization and all that.
“Harry thinks he might not really know what okay is, but Louis is warm next to him, solid and constant and questioning. He’s all wide eyes and nerves and vulnerability. And this feels alright, this might be some sort of okay, Harry thinks.” Future!fic, roadtrip!fic, OT5 friendship!fic.
It started with a walk and unexpected rain and Babs. It started with a smile and green eyes and a bag of warm apple cinnamon muffins. Actually, it started with the bakery. Bakery AU, because of reasons.
AU based on the film Weekend, dir. Andrew Haigh. Harry, a lifeguard, meets Louis, an artist, expecting just another one night stand. Instead, they get something special and resonant, if only for the weekend.
“Have a good time?” Louis mumbles into his pillow, deadpan, as Harry strips down to his boxers behind him.
“Mmnn,” Harry hums, climbing into the bed and fitting himself around Louis, skin a little tacky where his sweat hasn’t completely dried. He kisses the back of Louis’ neck, soft and lazy. “Won’t be able to walk right for a week.”
As I am hilariously bad at keeping track of the fics I read for someone with a ficrec page as structured as this, I figured I’d like to take a minute to talk about some narry authors for the author appreciation week. Before I start I’d like to point out that I’m even worse at keeping track of the writers in this fandom, so I am about to leave out some incredibly talented people here and I don’t mean to make anyone upset by doing this. Send me a message if you want me to gush about you because I’ve probably read your stuff and just missed out on your tumblr.
It appears that Zayn’s debut solo album still has deep connections to Syco. This had led many to speculate that this album will fulfill 1D’s 6-album deal.
If true, knowing that Simon had the contractual ability to convert the final 1D album (referred to as a +1, usually a live, greatest hits or Christmas album), into a solo album for one of the members leads me to re-evaluate if this was Simon’s intention all along.
By converting the final album, he would be able to secure one of the boys as a solo act, which would have more longevity than 1D. He also might escape paying out the completion bonuses if 1D stayed together and completed all 6 albums. If this was Simon’s plan all along, it’s reasonable to assume that his initial target for the +1 solo album was Harry. So let’s walk through the timeline.
Disclaimer: This focuses mainly on Harry, Zayn, and the band. I believe it holds up from that gaze. There are likely some salient points about Louis’ image over the past year that also support this, but given the shitshow that is babygate, I’m not going to touch on it too much here. Maybe I’ll give it an addendum.
Disclaimer #2: This is purely speculation, mixed with some facts and some opinion. Be nice, I apologize for any inaccuracies, etc.
hi ok so i read a lot of fic and these were my favorites that i read in 2013 so i really hope everyone finds a favorite fic in here because there’s funny, sad, angsty, smutty and everything in between on this rec :) *THESE ARE ALL LARRY PAIRINGS, MOST FICS ARE LONG!!
Louis never really took solo selfies before Jan 20, 2016. He started posting them semi-regularly after that and the thing that first caught my attention was how similar his pose and expression are in all of them.
I’ve talked about the theory that Louis is posting selfies as warnings before, so here are the selfies and the events that followed. I’ll update as necessary.
Theory on the whole zayn drama. Most of this theory was contributed from bradfordboy2k15 on twitter ! :-)
The whole thing was planned from the start. OTRA wasn’t selling as much as WWA did. WWA literally had to make more dates bc they kept getting sold out and OTRA didn’t live up to WWA. Modest was losing money so they make a pr stunt. They’ve had headlines go and build up (harry and nadine, niall and melissa, elounor break up) to the point where the boys are in major headlines but that’s not enough to catch a bigger audience. Then they make zayn ‘cheat’ and now fans are distrustful and wary of zayn. Fast forward a bit and zayn leaves the band. The fans buy more albums and tickets so the same thing won’t happen to the other four boys (and so the other boys won’t leave the band) and the fans are more supportive bc they care about one direction and basically think its their fault zayn left. Sales have significantly increased since zayn left. Still don’t think its a stunt? Ok next you can’t just 'quit’ modests’ contract (or any legal contract within a day) Remember the winner of X factor Rebecca? She left modest recently (for the fact they forced her to do things she didn’t want to do; AND she stated they were abusive. Coincidence?) and now they’re suing her. How come they aren’t doing the same with zayn? They wouldn’t let zayn go that easily. He’s easily the biggest factor they’re making money. Even if he paid millions of dollars to quit he’s still violating the contract and he’d still be sued. In about June 3rd 2015 their contract with modest is officially over (5 years bc their contract started on June 3rd 2010). Why you may ask they’re doing this now? Losing one direction, their biggest success, is a big problem to them. They want to replace them and fast. Of course nothing they come up with can replace one direction but they’re trying to reach that (even though we all know they’ll fail). Little mix and 5sos are their next 'big thing’ of course each band alone aren’t going to reach an inch of the fame and money one direction has had; but together it’s enough money to get modest satisfied (even though like I said it won’t ever compare to the amount one direction has given them). In the future it’s likely they’d have perrie 'dump’ zayn and then when little mix’s new album releases, the first single will be about something relating to zayn. People who’ve been paying attention to the zayn drama will feel bad for her and buy it; little mix is essentially riding off zayns fame. Right now zayn is at the point where even if you don’t stan one direction or have never heard of one direction YOU NOW KNOW WHO HE IS from all the press he’s gotten lately which also means you definitely know who perrie is. Why do you think every time zayn is mentioned perrie is also mentioned? That sad excuse of an interview we’ve gotten barely discussed the boys and focused rather greatly on zerrie. They want her and her band in the light along with zayn. The next topic I want to discuss is that some parts don’t add up. We already know for a fact that naughtyboy and modest have some sort of relationship bc Simon has tweeted nb in the past. We also already know that modest’s microphone is literally The Sun. The same magazine who’s bashed zayn all these years calling him a cheating liar and drug addict etc etc. Why would zayn let these people who’ve bashed him all these years interview him? The same people who put him in a bad light and suddenly we’re supposed to believe when he wants to reassure his fans of all the people to tell this to he chooses The Sun? Don’t you think he’d rather have someone else interview him? We can already tell modest is behind this too. Simon has stated in an interview that if one member of the band were to ever to go solo they’d still be in the band legally so it doesn’t matter if they have songs out with just them on it (example of this is harry with 'don’t let me go’). Exactly one month later after this article is released zayn leaves the band and modest doesn’t put up a fight? Pictures are released of zerrie and they’re linking us to a photography site where managements gain more pr for their clients. This is literally strengthening the possibility of this being pr. Now you’re wondering why naughtyboy would do something like this; what does he gain from this? Have you ever heard of naughtyboy before zayn? No? Well now you do. Nb is gaining more attention from this and modest is just getting more money into their pocket. Just this week the boys made 3 million dollars since zayn left. Zayn is the only one who got the short end of the stick. He would be left with no 'fiancée’ while losing fans and 'no friends (bc naughtyboy hardly counts as a friend as we can clearly see from the way he acts towards zayns old bandmates)’. Modest will make zayn look like he went back to the boys and rejoined the band only on one condition; they make mature music for zayns new audience (the ones who believed he went solo and the ones who started stanning him once this whole drama started). The fans who stayed are going to believe zayn is going to leave again at any moment so they’d buy more tickets, albums, merch etc so they can support him harder and so they can live in the moment with 5/5 again before he leaves. Modest is trying to make more money off the fans emotions by manipulating them. They’re also using the last few months with the boys to milk money while trying to give little mix more promo along the way. They’re smart and cruel af toying and playing zayn like a puppet. I can’t imagine what zayn or any of the boys feel like right now. But like I said this is all a theory. Some of the points I’ve made may not be true but it’s the most logical explanation right now. I think we can establish this is a pr stunt at the end of the day.
Liam was typing rapidly on his phone, looking very focused at whatever he was doing. You smiled softly to yourself as you saw his tongue poke out a bit, concentrating. You flipped the page in your magazine as you spoke, “Babe, what’re you doing?” Liam raised his eyebrows towards you, you clearly taking him out of his trance, “Hmmm?” You chuckled softly, “I asked what are you doing?” “Oh, Niall challenged me to an online game of uno. He is apparently jet lagged as well.” You laughed, nodding. “I see. Wanna turn the water off?” You asked, noticing the tub around you was getting full. You had missed your weekly relaxing time with Liam. You were both so busy, weather you were with him on tour, like you had been for the last week, or doing your own thing, it was a nice time that you two made time for whenever you could. You usually just sat together, doing your own thing, but it was still nice to sit and relax with him. “Your legs are stubbly.” He said grinning, running his hand up and down your shin. “Go for it. I’m too lazy to shave.” You said, flipping another page in your magazine as Liam pulled your leg above the water, putting some of his own shaving cream on it and going to work. “Don’t cut me, Payne.” You said, eyeing him. He gasped dramatically, “I would never.” He winked.
“Louis?” You called for the third time, walking around your too large hotel room. “Louis? Your sister sent me up here, and I’m going to be pretty pissed if you’re not here cause I’m almost sure they were bringing out a cake.” You grumbled, referring to your dinner with some of the other girls that were on tour that was interrupted by Lottie insisting you head up stairs, by orders of Louis. “Louis Tomlin-” You were ready to shout but paused by the bathroom door, seeing the rose petals leading into it. You laughed lightly, shaking your head and following them, not surprised to find Louis in the bath already, a silver tray of room service sitting on the floor next to the tub. “You forget about our little tradition?” he asked, playing with some of the bubbles that surrounded him. You shook your head, peeling off your top. “You usually do it the first night, thought you forgot.” “We were busy last night.” Louis said smiling slyly. You weren’t sure what tour it started on, but when you came to visit you guys took a nice bath together and got a cheeseburger and fries to split while catching up a bit in person in the tub. “Fries are good. I stole one cause you took your sweet time getting up here.” Louis said, grabbing your hand as he helped you step into the tub. “I wanted some cake.” You shrugged. “Got a piece for you.” he said, gesturing to the tray as you grinned.
You jumped slightly, feeling Zayns stubble on your cheek all the sudden as he leaned over the back of the couch to be near your ear. You paused your movie, backing up so you could look at him. He gave you a closed lip grin. “Hi.” he sang. You laughed, “Hello, how can I help you?” He grinned again. “Are you in a good mood?” You raise an eyebrow, nodding, “I would say so, yes.” Zayn nodded, taking this information into account. “Brilliant. And you know I love you very much and usually am just trying to do something nice for you?” You nodded slowly. “Fabulous. Then you can’t be angry that the bathroom may or may not have been taken over by water and bubbles.” You widened your eyes, knowing Zayn had just gotten the floor in there re-done, but you looked more bothered by it than him. You couldn’t help but laugh, “What did you do Malik?” He grimaced, “Well the cap on your bubble bath says only two caps of the stuff, but I went a little overboard and put maybe 10, cause I wanted it really bubbly-” “Jesus, Zayn.” “And also after that I was on my phone waiting for it to fill up and surprise my girlfriend with a nice romantic bath and fell asleep for 20 minutes.” “C’mon, I’ll go help you clean it up.” You said, pushing yourself up. He latched onto your hand, “After can you actually draw one like a normal person? Cause it does sound nice.” You laughed, nodding.
“Okay no, we don’t pull on Daddy’s shirt. That’s not nice.” You glanced at Niall, leaning over the side of the tub as your son had a death grip on his collar. Your son laughed and splashed around after Niall pulled him off, but went back for it a second later. “Alright then.” Niall muttered, pulling his shirt off entirely. He tossed it behind him, it landing at your feet. You put your next folded towel into the pile, picking up his shirt and tossing it across the hall into your bedroom. You glanced at your daughter as she silently drew on the tub walls with the crayons you gave her. She was currently working on spelling Niall’s name below her family portrait. “One more ‘L’ princess.” Niall said, glancing at it as you grinned. “How is bath time going, Horan?” You asked, beginning to fold a washcloth. Usually you were wrangling the kids for their bath while Niall folded the towels, but he wanted to stay a stab at it. “It is going just great Mommy! Me princess is drawing, my Prince is trying to strip me, and my wife is back there giggling her ass off.” Niall said, turning his head around to grin at you. you scrunched up your face as your daughter quipped up a “Language.” “Yeah, I know.” Niall said, staring to soap your sons head slowly. “Mom’s taking a bath next.” Niall said quietly as you snorted.
“I don’t want to call you helpless, but…” You trailed off, teasing Harry as you helped him sit up. “No I that think that would be an okay word.” He said, voice muffled by the blanket his was currently wrapped in, and the fact he has a killer flu. “I think I’m dying.” He said for what was probably the hundredth time that day, “Hmmm, sure you are babe. You can take more medicine in an hour, but let’s go, that bath is only going to get colder.” You said, grabbing his hand and half dragging him to the bathroom. “Should wash your hands, I‘m, sick.” He said, dropping the blanket off his shoulders and shivering almost immediately. You frowned, “I am probably going to get it anyways.” You shrugged, “That’s not the right attitude to have.” He said, slowly peeling off his shirt. “You can take care of me then.” You said grinning. “Will you come in with me?” Harry asked, pouting as he stepped in the tub. You nodded, “I’m going to go grab us some clean clothes and make some tea and then I’ll be back in. Need anything else?” Harry shook his head, pursing his lips. “God you’re a baby.” You said laughing as you leaned over, pecking his lips. “I’m really shit at making chicken soup so your sickness with not be nearly as painless as mine.” he said, rubbing a warm wet had on your arm. “I’ll live.” You droned.
i think this was requested literally two years ago. i have a great turn around time. hope you enjoyed!
Hi shannon! I really like your taste in fics could you recommend some new longer ones please?
hi! and thank you! I rec a lot of the newer ones on here, so I’ll just make a big master post of all my favorite long fics for you! (long being 30k words and over) Some of these are chaptered and others are one shots, enjoy!
Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he’s found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is.
Harry is who high school kids would define as a nerd, he loved going to class and studying, he was just good at school work and saw nothing wrong with liking it. He signs up to tutor students at the middle school down the road where he ends up helping Lottie Tomlinson, younger sister to the ever popular and gorgeous Louis Tomlinson who is also a senior and in a few classes of Harry’s. Harry might have a crush on him and not so sure how to act around Louis but hopes he can get close to the other boy and learn everything about him.
AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career, it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louis’ favourite teammate, Liam as Louis’ agent, and Zayn as Liam’s boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.)
Louis Tomlinson is starting grad school in New York City in the fall and when his best friend Niall Horan finds out, he invites Louis to spend the summer with him on the end of Long Island, at the house of their childhood friend, Harry Styles. Louis hasn’t seen Harry in years, not since he was sixteen and Harry was fourteen and Harry had a somewhat massive crush on him. What will happen when they meet again? Will the tables be turned????
Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn’t expect is a surprise roommate who’s loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he’s ever wanted.
AU. In which Louis is Harry’s scuba instructor and quite happy to provide the requested special treatment, pun fully intended. It can’t be all that difficult to convince Harry that they’re on the same page, right? Also, Niall and Liam may or may not be dating, and Zayn is surrounded by emotionally stunted idiots. He bears it with dignity.
“Harry Styles is a poem waiting to happen, Louis thinks, eyes tracing peach flesh and the undercurrent of blue veins. He wants to write him all down, to capture the image of green eyes and red lips and skinny wrists… dark ink spilled across the page.” or a vaguely Notting Hill-like AU starring popstar!Harry and bookkeeper/soulful poet!Louis; and including guest appearances by fate, a wise elderly aristocrat, and lots and lots of pining.
Harry is an ornithologist and Louis owns the camera repair shop where Harry gets his photos printed. Niall works for Louis, Liam works with Harry, and Zayn paints. There’s a cat, some camping, some bird watching, and obscene amounts of fluff.
After finding out that his University of Brighton roommate has a YouTube channel, Harry starts up his own channel, on which he posts videos of himself doing weekly challenges. He strikes up a friendship with Louis, a popular youtuber in London, that starts in the comments on their videos and progresses to texting, skyping, and talking about each other in their own videos far too often. They fall for each other long-distance, but put off meeting face-to-face as long as possible, too nervous that they’ll screw it all up.
Harry and Louis get engaged and break up and then married; Liam accidentally tells Zayn he’s in love with him on their first date but they end up being friends (and maybe more); Niall shears a sheep and gets slapped in the face a lot. or: the HIMYM AU with my favorite plots from the first two seasons, where Harry is Marshall, Louis is Lily, Liam is Ted, Zayn is Robin, and Niall is Barney.
Maybe they’re fireproof: A review of One Direction’s concert at MetLife Stadium
by Amanda Michelle Steiner | August 6 2015 — 10:36 PM EDT
Ever since One Direction lost Zayn Malik in his pursuit of a solo career, its four remaining members have been bringing heretofore unseen amounts of energy and enthusiasm to their live shows. Thanks to their dedicated fan base, that fact is readily backed up by the extensive documentation available on Tumblr, Twitter, Snapchat, and whatever else the kids are using these days. (Kik? I still don’t know what Kik is.)
While that’s not to take away from their past live performances — something they’ve perfected over five years of touring at a pace that is frankly supernatural — it’s clear that they’ve been stepping out on stage ever since Malik’s departure with something to prove. Judging by their performance to a crowd of 80,000 screaming attendees at MetLife Stadium in East Rutherford, New Jersey, on Wednesday, they’ve more than hit their stride as a four-piece and are eager to share their hard work with their fans.
Harry Styles, long referred to as the band’s de facto frontman, gets that honorary title for a reason. Skipping, dancing, and just generally bopping across the stage like a wacky, waving, inflatable arm-flailing tube man, Styles’ onstage persona is far removed from what you might see reflected in interviews. Making it his mission to involve the crowd as much as possible, Styles, 21, likes to lead a round of call-and-response which has each side of the stadium competing to see who can scream the loudest. During that portion of the concert, he behaves like some sort of sorcerer’s apprentice testing out his craft as he lowers his arms and shushes for silence before throwing them in the air, demanding that everyone “Scream!”
He’s not all boundless enthusiasm, however; his vocals are emphatic and powerful on tracks like “Clouds,” the show’s opener, and on “No Control,” where he breaks out into a Steven Tyler-esque scream, dropping to his knees to wail out into the crowd.
Meanwhile, Niall Horan is a solid, reliable presence on stage. Guitar strapped to his chest, the band’s resident Irishman is just happy to be there. And that’s not a knock on his talent nor a backhanded comment about whether or not he deserves to be in One Direction, a chance he nearly missed — from his start on X Factor, Horan has appeared utterly unflappable and relatively untouched by the tabloid gossip that plagues his bandmates.
Furthermore, during his time spent with One Direction, Horan, 21, easily wins the title of most improved. It’s obvious that he’s worked hard on both his guitar-playing and his vocals — his voice having gotten throatier with age, he rivals Styles’ ability to make even their more bubblegum tracks — like “Kiss You” and “Story of My Life” — just that little bit dirtier. Onstage, he ping-pongs in between each of his bandmates, acting as the bridge that sometimes separates Styles from certain members of the band with whom he does not interact whatsoever. (I’d name names, but would rather not suffer the attack to my Twitter notifications.)
Perhaps because Louis Tomlinson has the fewest amount of solos, anytime he has the chance to sing without backup is an occasion for his biggest fans to send the shriek-o’-meter through the roof. Truly, Tomlinson’s fans are dedicated — and loud. The fact that his range is not as great as that of his bandmates is without argument and has been a point of insecurity for him throughout his career.
However, the plaintive quality to his voice lends added interest to songs that might otherwise go unnoticed. When it’s time for his solo in “18,” a hush falls over the crowd as they wait for Tomlinson to quietly and almost painfully earnestly declare that he’s “loved you since we were 18 / Long before we both felt the same thing.”
Finally, there’s Liam Payne. In a live show, Payne is One Direction’s backbone. Sharing the bulk of the lead vocals with Styles, Payne also acts as the band’s backup singer, weaving effortlessly into harmonies that add texture to solos and are noticeable even when the band is shouting at full volume for a chorus. He is also the most likely to differ from the studio recording, singing key changes and trailing falsettos that send fans screaming. Like Styles, he’s keen on ensuring every fan’s enjoyment, taking time out of each show to read out fan signs. At one point, he traverses so far across the stage to greet fans on the other end that he nearly misses his cue to join the band in belting out their first single, “What Makes You Beautiful” … at notably lower registers than when the song was released in 2011.
Evidence of Payne’s earnest support of his bandmates and his ability to lead incognito was obvious during a performance of “Fireproof,” when Tomlinson noticeably forgot some of the lyrics. Before the moment could turn leaden, Payne, 21, stepped in to distract the crowd by asking everyone how they’re doing, eliciting typical, stadium-wide screams.
When interacting with his bandmates, Tomlinson, 23, is a mischief-maker playfully terrorizing Payne not unlike a schoolboy with a crush. May we never forget that time he ripped Payne’s shirt right open at a Minneapolis concert — you know, like bros do. Their antics were comparatively subdued at the MetLife concert, but they were still fairly glued to each other’s sides. No surprise, given the bulk of the writing done by the band members themselves is done by Tomlinson and Payne who, despite having been at odds when the band formed, are now close friends.
The ever-changing permutations of friendship within One Direction are important to their female fans, reflecting these girls’ own friendships within their own friend groups. The genuine, open affection which the members of 1D show toward one another exist in a bubble independent of a world that can be filled with hostile, toxic masculinity that threatens female-dominated spaces. At a One Direction concert, however, girls can feel safe to shriek all together when Horan does his patented mid-“Better Than Words” crotch-grab and when Styles gets down on his knees for “Girl Almighty.”
There’s a positive feedback loop that exists between One Direction and its fans; the band is grateful for the support of the fans and the fans are grateful that their idols have noticed their tireless efforts. During “Don’t Forget Where You Belong,” fans held up signs that read, “Thank you for staying” — a crowd-wide effort that was clearly organized beforehand with the help of social media.
1D’s newest single — their first without Malik — is not just an upbeat anthem about staying positive in the face of adversity but a promise to their fans. “Drag Me Down” insists that the band’s members will continue on even after they take an inevitable break from a tour and recording schedule that is unsustainable for any human being to maintain forever. Following Malik’s departure, there is an increased awareness among the fan base that this, too, may someday end; as a result, songs like “You & I” and “Act My Age” take on near-religious significance when performed live despite being tonal opposites — in hindsight, they, too, have become promises to a loyal fan base.
Despite naysayers slavering for conflict or those who feel that an interest typically shared among young women is not legitimate, their live shows prove that One Direction are here to stay for as long as their fans will have them. Maybe they’re fireproof. x
“I’m a really good girlfriend. But I’m a nonexistent ex-girlfriend.” But Taylor and Harry’s recent run-in and chat at the Pre-Oscar party leads me to believe otherwise. You don’t see her having chats with Jake or John, do you? No. Here are what some of the people who saw them talking had to say:
Cosmo UK : “All eyes were on One Direction star Harry and his ex-girlfriend Taylor Swift. Harry sat with Burberry and Taylor was seated in the centre of the room. Did they talk? Sure. I spied them enjoying a nice chat. Any stories about this pair falling out after their fling last year are wide of the mark – the pair enjoyed a friendly conversation before the dinner and seemed totally cool with one another.”
“Despite being seated at separate tables at the glitzy affair at the Montage Hotel in Beverly Hills, the couple were seen having a civil conversation. An onlooker said: ‘They looked totally fine considering all their history.’”
E! Online: “They’ve stayed in touch and were speaking for a while [at the party]. People think they don’t talk but they’re friends and on good terms. There are no bad feelings between them whatsoever.”
Back in December of 2013 – J-14 Magazine printed this quote from Harry. It’s pretty self explanatory, so you can read it for yourself.
Harry and Gary Lightbody wrote “Something Great” when Haylor was together.
Is it too much to ask for something great? Also, let’s not forget that Taylor and Gary sung a duet they wrote together for Red.
But speaking of songs that Harry has written, let’s talk about “Happily”… It was written in Sweden in May of 2013.
Let’s remind ourselves what the chorus says:
I don’t care what people say when we’re together. You know I wanna be the one to hold you when you sleep. I just want it to be you and I forever. I know you wanna leave. So come on baby be with me So happily.
I don’t know what you take from this but here is what I do… it all is a bit self-explanatory for me. Everyone and their mother had an opinion about Haylor. Mostly negative. This tells me that Harry will date who he wants and who he likes and will not let others get into his mind and sway his opinion. As he did with him and Taylor.
The VMA’s – After the show, most everyone came to the conclusion that Harry and Taylor both hated one another after the show. Then we got this of the pair at an after party with ED:
We also got this article:
Following Taylor’s acceptance speech at the MTV VMAs where she “thanked the person who inspired” her hit I Knew You Were Trouble the cameras zoomed in on Harry, who shifted uncomfortably in his chair and is widely thought to have been her inspiration.
But reports say once the ceremony was over he made a beeline for Taylor and apologised for their messy breakup in February.
“Taylor and Harry had a heart to heart. He’s very funny, so can make her defences come down easily,” a source told Britain’s Look magazine.
“He told her she was the most stunning girl at the awards and that he was mad to let her go.”
Taylor, 23, accepted his offer of dinner, and Harry even said he’d enjoyed a mocktail with the singer when asked about the rendezvous at the This Is Us New York premiere.
It seems like this won’t be the only occasion they’ll spend time together.
“They’re planning another dinner when they’re in the same city. Taylor’s happy to be back in touch with him, as they have a lot of laughs together but she was hurt and she’s cautious of going there again,” the source said.
Ed had this to say about them: “I threw an after party after the VMA’s at a private bar and they both came and both hung and it was fun.”
Ellie Goulding also had this to say: “I think they’re friends, they are. I dunno…all I can say is she’s got a very good sense of humour and I honestly, I think they are friends.’
We Also got word that they both ignored each other at the AMA’s. Don’t know if it’s true or not but if they did, what has changed since then to the Oscar party?
Taylor was interviewed by Glamour UK back in November? 2013 if we could expect album number 5 to be about Harry and this was her response. Take away what you will.
Subtle hints from Harry throughout the year: After the boys did karaoke in Japan, the interviewer asked what songs they sung. Harry answered that “Islands In The Stream” made an appearance again and that is what Harry and Taylor sung together at the MSG after party. He also said “I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing” and Taylor tweeted about that song not too long ago. That same interview, they asked him what kind of animal he would be and he said cat. Now, this may seem silly but the boys have gotten this question a million and one times and he’s never answered a cat. Taylor has an OBSESSION over cats.
When the boys were in France backstage at the NRJ awards, they were asked what their favorite moment of 2012 was. Harry’s answer? The MSG after party, which we all know Taylor was there and this was the very first night we got pics of Haylor holding hands.
In their interview on This Morning, the boys were asked what song would describe their life? Harry answered with “Wouldn’t It Be Nice” by the Beach Boys. The significance? Taylor had just talked about that song being the song she would play at her wedding in her most recent Rolling Stone cover/article.
Taylor tweeted this back in the fall: ”I’ve listened to ‘Hold On’ by @ColbieCaillat 45 times today. So on repeat. So important.” Why is it so important Taylor? Let’s look at the lyrics.
I’m feeling further, feeling further from you every day You’re in the stars, in the stars, yeah, you’re worlds away I’m moving on, moving on, then I hear you say Hold on, hold on
We’re losing light, losing light, yeah, we’re fading fast We had a fire, need a spark, or we’ll never last Just look at me, look at me, I’ve been burning for you So long, so long
I should walk away
(Oh-oh oh-oh) I look at you and (Oh-oh oh-oh) I get the feeling (Oh-oh oh-oh) I think that I should hold on, hold on
(Oh-oh oh-oh) I look at you and (Oh-oh oh-oh) I get the feeling (Oh-oh oh-oh) I think that I should hold on, hold on
I’m losing love, losing you, losing everything Losing faith in the world where I wanna be So I don’t care if the one thing that’s killing me Is so wrong, so wrong
I should walk away
(Oh-oh oh-oh) I look at you and (Oh-oh oh-oh) I get the feeling (Oh-oh oh-oh) I think that I should hold on, hold on
(Oh-oh oh-oh) I look at you and (Oh-oh oh-oh) I get the feeling (Oh-oh oh-oh) I think that I should hold on, hold on
Speaking of tweets, Harry tweeted this on TAYLOR’s birthday.
While to the naked eye this may not seem like anything but here’s what the popular Ryan Adams song is about. - - - Apparently, Bob Dylan scratched Ryan Adams over this question because what is a winding wheel? I guess that for the purpose of this song, which he is addressing to a lover, a winding wheel is a metaphor for the ultimate soul mate. The person that is with you for the rest of your life guiding you when you’re lost and inspiring you when you need inspiration. Driving force, the reason to keep going.
Lou Teasdale really likes Taylor.
The endless amount of mutual friends they both share.
Weird how they’ve both pretty much stayed single since they broke up. (with the exception of whatever him and kendall were) - still hung up on each other? i think so
UPDATE SUMMER 2014:
It’s up to you whether or not you believe update accounts but Harry did write with Ryan Tedder…
Gemma, who unfollowed Taylor immedaitely after they broke up, recently favorited a tweet about Taylor and her new cat, Olivia. :)
Also, there are some similarites of how both Harry and Taylor have captioned some of their recent instagram posts. :)
And now to the biggie and maybe the most telling. Harry and Taylor have both recently tweeted some interesting songs.. First up,. Taylor
LLet’s take a look at those lyrics..
Got a tattoo said 'together thru life'
Carved in your name with my pocket knife
And you wonder when you wake up will it be alright
Feels like there's something broken inside
All I know
All I know
Is that I'm lost
Whenever you go
All I know
Is that I love you so
So much that it hurts
Got a tattoo and the pain's alright
Just want a way of keeping you inside
All I know
All I know
Is that I'm lost
In your fire below
All I know
Is that I love you so
So much that it hurts
I see the road begin to climb
I see your stars begin to shine
I see your colours and I'm dying of thirst
All I know
Is that I love you so
So much that it hurts.
Ok.. Then Harry tweeted (and deleted) about a song called "Burn" by Ray Lamantogne. I personally believe it was tweeted with a purpose. Here are the lyrics...
Oh mama don't walk away
I'm a goddam sore loser
I ain't too proud to stay
But I'm still thinking 'bout you
And I'm so lonesome without you
And I can't get you out of my mind
Oh mama don't leave me alone
with my soul sat down so tight it's like a stone cold tomb
Ain't it clear when I'm near you
I'm just dying to hear you
Calling my name one more time
Oh so don't pay no mind
To my watering eyes
Must be something in the air
That I'm breathing
Yes'n I try to ignore
All this blood on the floor
It's just this heart on my sleeve that's a bleeding
Oh mama don't walk away
You leave me here bereaving from the words so hard and plain
Louis’ recent song tweet was about Bombay Bicycle Club.
I searched Google for their name and “unsigned” because the name sounds like an up-and-coming indie band to me… Anyway, I found this as the top result.
Now he has 4 follows since Jan 5th of Twitters that have “unsigned” clearly in the titles and descriptions. I know these follows started on Jan 5th because it was brand new that day and I saved a pic of the first two. That pic says it was saved to my computer on the 5th.
He’s also been following other unsigned artists. These are the ones since the 5th.
Assuming he found these because of the Twitters he followed, I looked through their posts since the 5th. The Sykes follow from the uandimusicmag account was on the 6th. The High Tyde tweet from bbcintroducing is/will have been on the 9th.
But he’s been following a slew of artists for a while too. The follows below are the ones directly before the unsigned follows and since the Leeds follow. I blacked out things that aren’t music-related. Of note is that even though he tweeted about Bombay Bicycle Club on the 8th, he followed them earlier than the unsigned accounts.
That block from Bombay Bicycle Club to Mystery Jets sticks out pretty clearly, so I went to search those bands with “unsigned” as well. All but one had the same blog, Unsigned & Unleashed, come up with articles. Most were right at the top.
The really interesting thing is that 2 sets of articles have basically the same date. The same thing you might see if someone was scrolling through a blog.
I can’t say I know for certain what’s going on, but it seems like Louis could possibly have been reading through this Unsigned & Unleashed blog and discovering artists there. Later on he followed some unrelated (until anyone discovers a connection) unsigned Twitters and started following artists that showed up on those feeds. And finally he tweeted lyrics from Bombay Bicycle club.
Some other throwaway information is that Bloc Party had an album titled “Four” that was reported on in the blog. Also, Louis seems to know/have some weird run-ins with Conor Maynard, the lead singer of The Vaccines. Niall has also tweeted about Conor since Oct 2012 so they clearly know him a bit. (never mind this part, I had a brain fart, and while Louis and Niall do know Conor, he has almost nothing to do with The Vaccines)
What do we know?
That Louis followed 7 band blogs consecutively, all but 1 of which appear on the blog Unsigned & Unleashed at some point. This may have all happened in Jan or not. (EDIT: the follows were very likely all in 2015, timeline)
That four different bands of that 7 band set have similar article dates on Unsigned & Unleashed.
The bands from the 7 band blog set have been signed since the articles in Unsigned & Unleashed I think. Or at least some of them have?
That Louis has chosen since Jan 5th to start following several Twitters that are very prominently labeled “unsigned”.
That since following those “unsigned” blogs, Louis has also followed a few of the artists mentioned on them.
That Louis tweeted song lyrics from Bombay Bicycle Club, and that if you search the band’s name and “unsigned” the first result is the Unsigned & Unleashed article.
WHAT DOES THIS ALL MEAN?
That I’ve spent several hours looking this stuff up.
That Louis may have been browsing the Unsigned & Unleashed blog.
That Louis appears to have gotten into unsigned bands. (although not all of his follows are currently unsigned)
That Louis seems to be very prominently posting the word and concept of “unsigned” all over his Twitter.
If anyone wants to investigate links between the bands further, I noticed some recurring site names: whenthegramaphonerings, harmonixmusic, dailyunsigned.
My final disclaimer is that I would assume a good number of bands start out unsigned and remain that way for a while since you generally have to work your way up in the music industry. Also, any big or thorough blogs or sites reporting on unsigned bands are likely to mention all the popular ones at some point or another.
So, from one angle, it just looks like Louis got into an unsigned bands kick. However, whether he likes unsigned bands or not isn’t really the point in the end. The fact that “unsigned” is showing up all over his Twitter is. Knowing how subtly blatant he can be at times, I’m personally inclined to think he may be trying to send a signal.
i think we should talk about the time when zayn malik, a wizard fresh out of hogwarts with something to prove, skips a step in the animagus process and turns into a cat, a black one with a LOT of fur and a plumey tail and blond socks and his own hazel eyes, and CAN’T TURN BACK
he’d been in a park at night practicing because he wasn’t sure how big of an animal he’d be – like he figured probably he wouldn’t be a rhinoceros but who the hell knows, and he didn’t want to break his apartment – and now he is a (gorgeous) cat in a park in muggle london in the middle of the night and he doesn’t know what to do
enterprising young muggle liam payne jogs round that park every morning and when he sees zayn, who is sitting grumpily in the sun on a bench, he has to stop and like jog in place and try to pet him. zayn is not amused as he may look like a (gorgeous) cat but he is a PERSON!! and not interested in being sweated on and probably tries to bite him or something. liam pouts but jogs energetically away and zayn lapses into a sulk.
I'm curious what you think Niall's role/niche is in the band, both vocally and personality-wise. I've spent a lot of thinking about the group's dynamics (complementary strengths and weaknesses, serious vs. silly) and how they would be fundamentally different without any one of them (even before March25). They might not not have ever gotten anywhere near where they are. It's harder for me to get a read on Niall, though, so I was hoping for your insight, because I suspect you have plenty :) Thx!
Sorry! I didn’t ignore this. I had a lot to say and it took some time to think it through and get it all down.
For the bullet point version:
he understands the band from the outside
he’s practical, reliable, and grounded
he’s a comfortable place for the boys
he’s a buffer for the more dominant personalities
he’s a safe space for the fans
he’s an attentive but no nonsense caretaker
he’s one of the reasons the band became tactile
he brings diversity of experience to their lyrics
he brings diversity to their pursuits as a guitarist
his voice is versatile and fills in all the gaps
he gives the band a good reputation through his socialness
I woke up the next morning by getting slapped in the face. The skin on my cheek tingled. Not ideally how I would have liked to be woken up, but then again, it seemed like I couldn’t wake up beside Harry without something strange or horrible happening the minute I opened my eyes or soon after. I was almost offended, unsure of who might have struck me across the face, until I opened my eyes and saw no one. No one was in the room except for myself and Harry.
Harry growled loudly and seconds later, his fist came hurling toward my face. Hurriedly, I threw my body sideways and off of the bed. Harry growled again. “I hate you.”
My heart sank. “What?”
“I SAID I HATE YOU-”
Harry punched the bed over and over. I dodged the pillow he threw my way. Again, I was almost offended until I realized he was dreaming. It had been so long since the last nightmare that I forgot how he acted them out. It was upsetting watching him. I thought we had gotten past these.
“Harry,” I called, standing up and taking a daring step toward the bed.
“Get the fuck away from me,” he mumbled, clenching his fists in the sheets.
“Harry, it’s me. It’s Kennedy… wake up, Harry.” I reached for the his shoulder and tapped it gently. Instantly, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me down onto the bed beneath his body. He pulled back his fist and was ready to strike again.
“HARRY!” I screamed, trying to wake him once more. I could see why Louis wouldn’t come to try and wake Harry up anymore. I had been lucky the first time with just calling his name once, but this time was much harder. As his fist raised higher and higher, I closed my eyes and cringed. “I’m so sorry, baby,” I whispered before jamming my knee upward. My knee hit Harry in his gut just above his male parts and he instantly moaned and collapsed onto me.
“Harry?” I asked. He moaned again and rolled around on top of me.
“For fucks sake…”
“I’m so sorry, Harry.”
“What the hell was that for?” He croaked, finally opening his eyes and lifting his head off my chest to squint up at me. When he saw me, his eyes widened and face paled. “Did I do that?” He reached up and ran his thumb gently over my red cheek.
“Your dream,” I said.
“It was like the old nightmares I had with my dad, but instead of my dad it was Arnold this time,” he explained, not taking his eyes off of my cheek. “I’m so sorry, Kennedy.”
“It’s okay, Bear. I’m sorry for kneeing your stomach.”
Harry chuckled, but I could tell he was still in a little pain. “It was a little lower than the stomach, babe.”
“Well you were about to punch my face in,” I laughed, but Harry wasn’t laughing. He rolled backed away from me, off the bed and to his feet. He looked down at his hands, horrified.
“Harry, please don’t beat yourself up over this-“ I sputtered, mentally slapping myself for my poor wording choice. Harry still looked completely miserable with himself. “Harry, really.” I stood up and rushed to him, taking his hands in my own. It was terrifying to think about him hitting me, but I hardly blamed him. Really, I should have gotten more upset about the incident, but I couldn’t. Honestly, I was surprised I wasn’t more upset about it, but how could I blame him for something he didn’t even know he was doing?
I pressed my lips to the back of Harry’s hand gently and grinned up at him. “It’s not like I haven’t knowingly thrown a knife at your head before.”
He stared down at me with a look in his eyes that I couldn’t read. Unsure of what else to do, I stood on my toes and puckered my lips to kiss him, but Harry backed away. “We’re a violent mess,” he half-chuckled, half-breathed. His brow furrowed as he studied my cheek again. It wasn’t tingling anymore but I could tell by the way his eyes followed the print that it was still red. “I’m going out.”
“Where?” I asked, sounding a little more whiny than I intended to.
Harry walked to his closet and grabbed jeans and a plain tee and began to put them on. “I just want to go for a drive.”
“I’ll come with you.”
Harry smiled softly, but almost looked a little sad as he ran his hand through some of my hair. “I’ll be back later. I want to go by myself for a bit.” He kissed my forehead shortly, ran his thumb once more over my cheek, and hurried out of the house.
I walked slowly down the stairs with my eyes closed and into the kitchen where I made coffee and breakfast for myself. It wasn’t long before Louis showed up and seated himself at the bar.
“Ahh, I’m surprised you didn’t run away this morning too,” I said smugly, sipping my hot coffee. Louis ignored me and motioned toward the coffee maker with his hand.
I grabbed him a mug and poured some of the black drink into the mug, sliding him sugar and cream as well.
“I heard yelling this morning,” Louis said, eyeing me closely as he stirred his coffee.
“Well thanks for coming and making sure we weren’t murdered,” I grumbled. Louis ignored me. “Bad dream,” I finally explained.
“He hit you.”
“No,” I lied quickly.
Louis rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t asking. I can see the handprint.” He pointed to my cheek.
“Accident,” I defended.
Louis chuckled. “Trust me, I’ve been there. I know how those damn nightmares work. Where is he now?”
“Took a drive. Had to get out of the house. He hates us all, no thanks to you.”
“I apologized for what happened.”
“Sometimes actions speak louder than words.”
“Thanks for that, Ghandi.”
“Okay, I may not have gone to college but I know that was not a Ghandi quote.”
Louis ignored me. He was pretty good at ignoring the things he didn’t want to discuss further.
“Harry’s fighting Niall tonight. If he makes it past this semi-final round, he may be fighting Lattimus tomorrow night for the finals,” Louis explained.
Visions of last night’s fight splashed across my mind - visions of Harry hitting the blood out of his opponent’s face. I didn’t want him to fight Niall. Niall was a friend. I also just didn’t want him to fight Marcus Lattimus. His name just struck a nerve in me that didn’t feel right. I didn’t know if it was simply because of the run-in we had with his bodyguards when Harry was still dealing with the bribery issue or just because Marcus actually looked somewhat evil. He was probably a nice guy. I had never talked to him, so who was I to judge?
I waited patiently for Harry to come back to the house all afternoon, but he didn’t. My fingers kept typing out text messages to him, but before sending, I would delete the text and turn my phone off. He obviously wanted space and I needed to give it to him… but I didn’t want to. This was a weird feeling. I never felt this way with Clark or anyone. Ever.
Finally, at the time we were ready to leave to get to the arena, Harry sent a text.
I’ll meet you at the arena. Go ahead and get a seat, I’ll see you at the house after the fight.
My heart sank in my chest but I didn’t have much of an option. Liam came to pick up Louis and I and drove us to the arena. The three of us made our way to the usual seats at the top of the stands and got situated. I picked Zayn out of the crowd on the other side of the stands, but he was on the phone speaking seriously to someone and didn’t see me. We had ten minutes to wait and I was completely impatient. Why was Harry being so distant? Was it still because of yesterday? Or was it because of his dream this morning?
“Kennedy?” A small voice called from behind me. It was a female voice, but I still whipped around like I thought it might be Harry.
“Jenna,” I smiled, standing up to hug her around Liam. In my head, I laughed at her choice of attire - a bright blue sweater and some nice-looking jeans. She seemed to notice my silent critique of her clothes and grinned bashfully.
“I didn’t know what to wear. I’m a little overdressed. Niall said ‘competition’ and I just-“
“Come here,” I laughed, shoving Louis over a seat so she could sit beside me. “Do you have a tank top on underneath your sweater?”
She nodded, the dimples in her cheeks deepening.
“Take off your sweater,” I said, taking the black bandana from my hair and letting my bangs fall into my face.
“It’s okay,” I giggled. “Take it off.”
She obliged. She was one of those people you look at and describe as precious. I liked Jenna and I was definitely thankful for the distraction at the moment. I tucked her sweater into her purse and pulled her dark hair out of her ponytail, letting the waves fall over her shoulders. Finally, I helped tie the bandana around her hair like I usually did for myself. Not exactly a “boxing match” outfit, but at least she didn’t stand out too much anymore.
“There you go,” I said, sitting back and looking at her. Jenna blushed and played with a strand of her hair.
“Thank you, Kennedy.”
“How has your week with Niall been?” I asked.
Jenna blushed again and pulled some of the hair over her face.
“That good, huh?” Liam laughed.
Jenna jumped in her seat when she realized Liam was listening and watching us as well. “It’s been pretty amazing. Niall told me he loved me…” She finally said.
For some reason, I started blushing with her, probably because I was thinking of go-karting and Harry admitting his love to me… I snatched my phone from my pocket and texted him quickly.
I love you.
“Did he take you anywhere special in New York?” Liam asked Jenna.
“Oh yes,” she laughed. “The Empire State building and a few other places I’d never been. I’ll spare you the sappy details. Kennedy how are you and Harry?”
I hesitated. “We’re…”
I got a text.
I love you, K.
“…good,” I grinned, looking back up at her and Liam. On the other side of me, Louis snorted.
The main lights flickered in the arena. Colored lights flashed around the ring. I guess they were getting more showy for the semi-finals and final rounds. The announcer came out with some flashy showgirls and introduced both Niall and Harry, both boys receiving an even amount of cheering from the crowds. As they drank their last little bits of water and got their gloves set, they talked and laughed across the ring like good friends.
“Aww shit, I don’t want them to fight,” I said, squeezing the back of Jenna’s elbow.
“Harry was over at Niall’s today. They talked about the fight. Both of them are going to duke it out and agreed to pay the medical bills for the other if one got really hurt,” She explained, half-chuckling as she did. While I agree it was a little funny, it also made me nervous.
Too soon for me, the bell rang and the boys bounced in the middle of the ring. Niall saluted Harry with his glove and grinned. Harry smiled back, but I could tell his head was not in the match. He looked too preoccupied and I knew it wasn’t just because he was fighting a friend. His absent-mindedness became apparent to everyone when Niall struck him straight across the face without Harry dodging the hit or anything. Jenna clapped quietly and bounced beside me, but said, “I hope Harry is okay.”
“Me too,” I muttered, watching Harry regain his balance slowly.
When he got back on his feet, he took a few swings at Niall, but like I had seen before, Niall was using his speed to escape the hits. As Harry spun around, Niall punched him again in the chest.
“CORNER HIM!” I found myself shouting at Harry. I slapped my hands over my mouth after the words came out. Louis laughed. Niall took a few more swings at Harry and got some solid hits in before the round ended. I shook my head but grinned at Jenna. “Niall won that round.”
Jenna clapped. “Good! I mean- I’m sorry!”
I laughed. “It’s not your fault! I’m not the one he’s fighting!”
As the second round started, Harry still looked like he was being slow and just not mentally in the fight at all. It was killing me. I didn’t realize I was about to leap out of the stands until Louis put a hand on my arm. When I looked at him, he was laughing. “You almost just punched the guy in front of you in the back of his head,” he said. “Take it easy?”
Oh god, I was turning into one of those boxing fanatics. The first fight I ever went to with Harry, I swore I would never get to this point, and yet here I was, all because of Harry.
Niall hit Harry and Harry fell over the ropes. His arms dangled limply and he looked defeated. Before anyone could stop me, I tore out of the row and nearly slid down the steps of the arena toward the ring. I could hear Liam and Louis shouting my name, but I didn’t stop. I ran as close to the ring as I could before getting stopped by a bodyguard and screamed Harry’s name. After a second call, his eyes scanned the floor for me.
“What are you doing down here?” He shouted at me.
“What the hell are you doing dangled over the ropes???” I bellowed.
Harry shrugged. “Not feeling like fighting tonight.”
It was insane that we were having this discussion right now. In the middle of a fucking fight. HE DIDN’T FEEL LIKE IT?
“Well feel like it!” I screamed, struggling against the bodyguard. He was trying to force me back up the steps.
Harry grinned at my enthusiasm. I wanted him to win. Not for the money, not for me, not for anything. I just wanted him to fucking win. I couldn’t stand seeing him lose.
“Go fucking punch Niall!! I want to see you in a fight tomorrow and that’s not going to happen if you don’t step up your fucking game in these last few seconds, Bear!”
“Miss, you have to go,” the bodyguard said. I shoved him away from me and snarled. He raised his eyebrows at me as I walked casually back up the stands to my seat. I heard waves of cheering from the crowd as I passed, but didn’t dare look at the ring just yet. When I got to my seat, I finally turned and saw Niall flat on his back just as the bell for the round dinged. Louis was cracking up.
“What did you fucking tell him?? He just did a complete 180, beat the shit out of Niall.”
I grinned smugly and shrugged. “Just to step up his game, is all.”
“They’re tied!” Liam said, jumping up and down. “I don’t even know who I want to win anymore.”
“I want Harry to win,” Jenna said. I frowned at her.
She laughed at my expression. “It means Niall won’t fight tomorrow, right? I’ll get a night with him all to myself,“ she explained, winking at me.
A grin spread across my face. If Jenna didn’t live in Ireland normally, I know we would be best friends. The bell for the third round sounded. Harry beat his gloves together and saluted Niall just as Niall had done in the beginning. Niall laughed.
The third round was pretty even all the way to the end, but it was Harry who had the final hit that knocked Niall to the ground. My voice was hoarse from shouting so loudly at Harry. Harry helped Niall to his feet and raised his arms above his head victoriously for the crowd, but his eyes stayed locked on mine. I tore out of the stands again but ran up the steps to the hallway. I managed to catch the doors to the back hallway before they closed and locked. Once through them, I sprinted down the hall as fast as I could and straight into Harry’s sweaty and tired arms. He kissed me all over the face and my neck as I held myself up with my legs around his waist.
“Hi Harry,” one of the ring girls cooed as she passed.
I snarled at her. “Keep walking, skanky bitch, he’s mine. Can’t you see we’re trying to have a moment here??”
Harry laughed so purely that I thought he was going to turn into the sun right in my arms. He leaned me up against the wall and kissed me hard on my lips. “I love you,” he said, lowering his voice. “I’m so sorry for hitting you this morning. You know I would never ever intentionally-”
I pressed a finger to his lips and looked him straight in the eyes. “I’m sorry for kneeing you almost in the balls,” I pouted playfully. Harry laughed again and kissed me once more, a little more slowly this time. I could hear more and more people passing us and reluctantly pulled away from the kiss. “You’re going to the finals…” I smiled at him as he let me down. “Look at you, my big boxing Bear.”
Harry grinned but put his lips by my ear. “I told you never to call me that in front of anyone.”
I glanced around. “No one heard me.”
Harry shook his head, his sweaty curls hanging out from under the bandana. “You shouted it right in front of everyone when you were screaming at me during the match.”
I blushed and swatted his chest. “Oh, relax. At least it wasn’t something like Pookie or Teddy.”
Harry leaned his head down and kissed me just below my ear. I squealed and stole one of his boxing gloves from him, running down the hall toward his room as he chased me.
“I’ve just had a tiring fight, don’t make me chase you now!” He complained.
"Don’t make me chase you! I’m so, so, sooooo tired!” I mocked him with a low voice and an accent. Harry nearly fell over laughing.
“I don’t sound like that!” He yelled after me. I spun into his room and accidentally ran into Louis, who was, of course, staring at his phone. He looked disgusted or horrified, or just a mix of both. Harry ran into my back as he came into the room and grunted. “What’s wrong?” He asked breathlessly.
Louis gazed slowly up at the two of us, his eyes wide and yet his expression still unreadable. “You are going to want to see this.”