60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me" with harry please❤️❤️
here it is, sorry it took me so long i hope you like it 💕
I was having a small get together at my place to celebrate Harry’s single coming out and his appearance on SNL, all of us still buzzing with the excitement from seeing the show in person. Everyone was drinking and talking about their favorite parts of the night, and praising Harry on his accomplishments so far. He had been grinning all night, and I was sure his cheeks probably hurt from it. Even so, his smile never faltered, not even for a second.
Seeing him perform on his own for the first time was honestly amazing. He looked right at home on that stage with his band. Throughout his performances he would look over at me and I’d smile, and he’d smile back, and it seemed to calm his nerves a bit every time. He had been extremely nervous all week, being that he had to perform two new songs and be in skits.
It was after rehearsal one day, which I had been the only one of Harry’s friends to be invited to attend, that I had saw him kind of staring off. He had something big on his mind. I walked up to him, breaking him out of his trance.
“Oh, hey,” He smiled slightly, still a bit out of it.
I chuckled. “You alright?”
“Yeah,” He waved me off, putting his guitar down on its stand and turning back to me. “Just thinking about stuff, is all.”
We sat on the edge of the stage, our feet on the stairs as it got quiet. After a while, Harry spoke up.
“I’m so damn nervous, (y/n).” He sighed, looking around the place. It was so empty when the band and other crew had left, Harry and I the only ones out where the main stages are.
I put my hand on his shoulder. “Don’t be, Harry. You’re going to be amazing Saturday. You and the band are ready for this.”
“I know they’re ready,” He said as he messed with his hair. “I just don’t want to let them down. What if I fuck up or something? It’s live all across the country.”
“You’re not going to fuck up,” I told him.
He looked at me. “How do you know?”
“Because I believe in you. And I know how talented you are. This is a huge moment for you, and I know you’ll be amazing. You always are,” I assured him.
He searched my face, then looked away, playing with his rings absentmindedly. “Thanks, (y/n). I really appreciate you being here and supporting me all this time.”
“It’s no problem,” I wrapped my arm around his and lay my head on his shoulder. “That’s what best friends are for, right?”
He sighed, then said, “Yeah, I guess so,”
“My favorite part of it, hands down, was Harry as Mick.” Niall said, everyone agreeing.
“He absolutely crushed it,” Liam added.
“I loved the soldier skit,” My friend, Remy, spoke up. “It was so hilarious.”
I looked around at everyone, then realized that the topic of the conversation was no where to be found. I got up, leaving the now intoxicated group and looked around, not seeing any trace of him until I noticed the back door wasn’t closed all the way. I walked out, then saw Harry sitting criss-cross by the pool, two empty beer bottles next to him.
“You weren’t thinking of jumping in, were you?” I called out, startling him a bit.
“Oh, uh.. no.” He chuckled nervously.
“Good,” I said as I made my way over to him, sitting beside him on the concrete. “Because you’ve been drinking, and your outfit cost over six thousand dollars and is dry clean only, so I don’t think it’ll do well in chlorine.”
He laughed slightly, then said, “I was just thinking, is all.”
“About your performance? Because it was incredible, you did so well. Just like I knew you would.” I complimented.
“Yeah, I probably wouldn’t have gotten through this week if it wasn’t for you,” He confessed. “It was kind of odd being alone, but it felt right at the same time. And it’s crazy how much people like the music I’ve put out already… It makes me more confident knowing that they actually think it’s good and it’s not just me thinking it’s alright, you know?”
“Oh absolutely,” I nodded. “I knew how much everyone was going to like it when you played the album for me the first time.”
He chuckled again, pointing at me. “You did go on about that,”
It got quiet, the sounds of crickets and the pool filling the air. Then, Harry spoke up again.
“But I was also thinking about… um… there’s this girl, and… I really like her. Well, I’ve liked her for a long time, and I’m too afraid to say anything to her about it. I just don’t want to ruin things, you know? Like, what if she doesn’t feel the same and things get awkward between us?”
My heart sank a bit, hearing that Harry liked someone. Mainly because I was sure it wasn’t me. We were best friends, he probably thought of me as a sister to something. Which would make things extremely weird, considering I loved him more than a best friend would. I wanted to be more than best friends, but he wanted that with someone else. I pushed my feelings aside, then gave him advice.
“Honestly harry, I have no idea what girl in her right mind wouldn’t be interested in you. I mean, you’re handsome, smart, funny, charming, caring, extremely talented… Not to mention, I’m pretty sure you’re the sweetest guy to ever live, so.”
A big smile grew on his face, like the one that usually appears when he’s about to make a joke or pick on me. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were trying to seduce me.”
I gave him a confused look, both of us laughing. “I think you’re mistaking me complimenting you so you gain enough confidence to ask this girl out already, for me seducing you? They’re two separate things, just saying.”
He scoffed, acting like I hurt him. “So you didn’t mean any of it, you were just trying to inflate my ego?”
“Of course I meant it,” I rolled my eyes at him. “But if it happened to make you gain a bit of confidence too, then I did my job.”
He smiled at me, then looked at the pool again. “You really think I should go for it?”
“Absolutely,” I confirmed. “And if she turns you down, then I’ll have some choice words for her.”
He gave me a look. “Hm, I didn’t peg you as the type to curse yourself out like a mad person.”
I giggled at him, then realized what he just said. I was the girl he was asking me for advice about. I was the one he’s liked for a long time. He actually liked me back.
“Holy shit,” I gasped. “You did not just pull the ‘talk to a girl about how you like someone but it’s really her’ move.”
“Yeah, I did,” He laughed. “I know, it’s lame and cliché, but did it work?”
I looked into his eyes, thinking about pulling a joke on him, but his cute and contagious smile caused me to smile too, so I decided not to. “Luckily for you, I’ve liked you for a long time too. So yeah, it did.”
He brushed my hair behind my ear, then leaned in and kissed me.
The door opened, Harry and I turning to see Niall standing there, a smirk on his face. He looked back into the house and said, “See everyone, I told you they’d be out here making out, you all owe me a beer.”
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send me prompts from this list and a boy from 5sos or one direction
Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Liam Dunbar, Isaac Lahey, PackMom!Y/N.
This is going to be a full series but I thought I’d give a disclaimer to prevent any confusion. This is kind of an AU where characters that left the show are still in the pack, just for more of a family vibe.
You walk into your home, your arms full of groceries. “Y/N! You’re here! Stiles got hurt and-” Scott looked up at you desperately.
You dropped the bags on the floor, your instincts kicking in. You kneel in front of Stiles and he smiles at you weakly.
“There you are. I told Scott you’d get here before I died.”
You stroke his hair. “Hush. You’ll be fine.” You kiss his forehead. “You feel warm. Scott get me the thermometer.”
The boy nods and heads to the bathroom.
You examine the gunshot wound in his chest, you put pressure around it but he flinches. “Hey, hey it’s okay. Trust me?” You caress his cheek and he nods. You yell at Scott to grab you some gloves and alcohol while he’s in the bathroom. He returns with everything and you put the gloves on before taking Stiles’ temperature. “It’s 102. You may have an infection.” You sigh as you flip the lid of the alcohol open. “This is going to hurt…and I’m sorry.” You wince as you begin pouring some of the liquid on his wound. Stiles screams in pain and you look at him sympathetically. “It’ll feel better when I’m done. You won’t die, Stiles.” You feel in the hole in his chest for the bullet. “Scott, help me flip him.” Scott nods and you push Stiles over. You take his jacket off and cut his shirt open. “It’s a clean shot. You’ll be fine.” You breathe out in relief.
You send Scott to find you a needle and thread while you tend to Stiles. You’re alerted when a man walks into your house. He looks vaguely familiar but you’re at a loss. “Can I…help you?” You stand up and look at the man in your doorway.
He smiles as you approach him. “Hi..I’m Derek Hale. Scott called me.”
So that’s Derek Hale. You knew you knew him. “I’m Y/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you.” You smile before returning to Stiles. Scott walks in and hands you the supplies before going to talk to Derek. You begin stitching Stiles up, trying to comfort him.
You weren’t exactly sure when it had happened, it just sort of did. You’d become the pack mother. Every pack has either a mother or a father figure aside from the alpha that everyone imprints on. In this case even Stiles had grown close to you. You were a couple years older but you loved them. They practically lived with you and even though you’d gone to school with some of them, you were like a second mother.
You finished the stitches and went to the kitchen to get Stiles a drink. You returned and propped him up on a pillow. “Drink.” You hand him the bottle.
He tries to give it back. “I’m not thirsty.”
“You’re going to drink the water or I will open your mouth and pour it down. Now drink.” You push the water back to him and cross your arms. He sighs and takes a sip. “More, Stiles.” You warn and he rolls his eyes. He drinks more and you turn to Scott. “He should be fine, as long as he does what I tell him to.”
“Thank God. I couldn’t take him to the ER because of my mom. Thank you so much.” He hugged you and you smiled.
“Of course, Scott. That’s what I’m here for. Is everyone coming for dinner?” You both pull away and Scott nods. “Derek, do you want to stay?” You smile at him and he nods.
“Wow. Sourwolf has had a change of heart.” You hear Stiles say quietly.
“Stiles lay down and be quiet” You say as you look over your shoulder. He does as you say and you look back to Derek.
“How do you get them to listen so well?” He chuckles.
“She’s the pack mother. This is the Y/N I was telling you about.”
Derek nods. “You are great with them, Scott tells me a lot.” He smiles.
“I’ve always been a motherly person so I guess it’s just natural.” You hear Isaac enter with Jackson and Lydia.
“Take your shoes off.”
“How do you know they aren’t already off?” Isaac asks.
“Are they?” You smirk at Derek as he watches you interact.
“Maybe. What do you think?” You can practically see the goofy grin on his face.
“Judging by the way the three of you are walking I’d say no. Heavy-footed geniuses.” You turn to look at them, all of them with their shoes intact. “What did I tell you?”
Isaac laughs and you glance back at Stiles. He gives you a thumbs up and you smile.
Everyone else arrived and you were cleaning the kitchen after dinner. Derek was helping while the others watched TV.
“So, how does it feel to be a beta to an alpha in high school?“ You teased Derek.
“I don’t know, you tell me.” He smiles.
You laugh. “Touché. I am the pack mother though, that has to count for something.” You turn your attention the Liam and Issac play wrestling. You hear everyone making bets. “Boys!” You cross your arms and everyone turns to look to you.
“Sorry, Y/N.” Liam and Isaac say in unison.
You turn back to Derek. “So why haven’t we ever met?” You hop onto the counter and face him.
“I’m not sure? It’s kind of strange considering we’re in the same pack.” You both laugh. “I’ll tell you what, let me take you out to dinner and we’ll get to know each other better.” Derek smiles.
“Hmm. I might just have to take you up on that.”
“Tomorrow at eight?”
You grin. “It’s a date.”
Scott turns his head. “You guys are going on a date? I didn’t think you’d get along.”
“And I didn’t think you were nosey.” You give him a look and he quickly turns back around.
You’d given Derek your number and he had texted you the next morning to tell you to dress up. You figured you’d go with your slinky blue dress and black heels. You sat on the couch, scrolling through your phone when you heard a knock at the door. You opened the door and you were greeted by Derek.
"Hey.” He breathed out, taking in the sight of you. “You look gorgeous.”
You smiled. “Thanks.”
“You ready to go?” He asks, holding his hand out to you. You nod and take his hand, following him to his car. He opens your door and helps you in.
When you arrived at the restaurant he lead you inside. You sat down and he smiled at you.
“I just find it so weird that we didn’t meet until yesterday.” Derek says.
“I know. I’ve been apart of the pack for a few months and I’d only heard your name.”
“Well, I hope you heard good things about my name.” He smiles.
“Mostly..aside from a few comments from Stiles.” You laugh.
“That makes sense.” He grins. “When did they all imprint on you?”
You take a sip of your drink. “About…a month and a half ago. It happened when Scott got hurt. He’d gotten bit pretty badly and he wasn’t healing.”
“Yeah, I remember that. Nobody would let me see him.” Derek nods.
“That’s because I wouldn’t let anyone in.” You smile. “He was under my constant care. I didn’t sleep for weeks while I was watching him. Scott imprinted and everyone else followed suit.”
Derek smiles. “I’ve never met a pack mother so…”
“Young?” You smile and he nods.
“Not that there’s anything wrong with it…to be honest with you I think it’s very attractive.” He smirks.
“Really? That’s good to know. I’ll have to be extra motherly when you’re around.” You laugh.
When you’re date’s finished Derek drops you off at home. He walks you to your door.
“I had a really great time tonight.” He smiles at you.
“Me too. We will definitely have to do this again.” You nod as you unlock your door. “I’m doing pack dinner again tomorrow if you want to come.”
“Yeah, I’ll be here. Alright, well I’ll see you tomorrow.” He smiles. “Bye, Y/N.” He heads for his car and you go inside.
He didn’t kiss you. Did you do something wrong? That was probably the best date you’ve ever had. You go to bed that night with Derek clouding your thoughts.
I had started a Mass Effect page in my new sketchbook a long while back but I din’t get to finishing it until I beat Andromeda. So now I got my OG Commanders, with my bias LIs for them, and my new kids, who are just trying their best, along with my hopes and dreams in the corner there.