narry fanfiction

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When the 1D reunion happens,

I want a video announcement that is super dramatized. Like all the boys getting phone calls on Union Jack rotary phones carried out to them on a silver platter by butlers while they are doing outlandish activities like scuba diving or something. Like the phones not plugged into anything either. And the boys are really vague, like ‘oh really, it’s time! I’ll be right there’ and they immediately stop what they’re doing and then it cuts to them all showing up in like a conference room in the outfits from the previous scene. Like /that/ level of dramatization. Just dropped randomly with as little notice as possible.


“Harry they all look the same.” You saw him roll his eyes at you as you took a seat on the plush couch in the middle of the Gucci store.

When Harry called you and asked for you to accompany him on a shopping trip you knew this is where the two of you would end up. What you didn’t expect was to spend half an hour looking at four pairs of black boots that all looked the same.

“This one has a buckle on it,” You turned your head and let out a sigh as Harry picked up one of the boots. “This one has some nice fringe like detail and the other is jus like plain.” Harry was now standing in front of you with two of the boot options in his hands.

“Get the plain one.” Your answer made him tilt his head and furrow his brows as he stared at the two boots in his hands. “Or get them all.” You added making him roll his eyes.

“If ya help me make this decision I will get you one of those sweatshirts that’s like mine you’re always trying to swipe from my closet.” Harry knew that would get your full attention, you quickly stood up and walked over towards the other pairs of boots he was contemplating on buying. He followed you and stood behind you as you tapped your index finger to your chin while giving each boot a once over.

“The plain one is still what I️ would go with.” You turned around and grabbed the plain boot out of his hand causing him to shoot you a confused look. “You have boots with details, from buckles to fringe. But what you don’t have is a simple plain black boot.” You added and this made him nod his head in agreement, he leaned over and placed the other boot he has holding back on the display table.

“I agree, need a boot to wear fo my mo casual days.” This made you laugh as Harry slung his arm over your shoulder as the two of you walked towards the front of the store.

“Now about that sweatshirt.” You looked around the store and a small frown took over your face once you realized they didn’t have any out. Harry just pulled you closer to his side once the two of you made it to the counter so Harry could pay for his boots.

“Can have mine love.” He whispered in your ear before placing a quick kiss to the top of your head. He dropped his arm from your shoulder so he could pull his wallet out from his back pocket. You took this opportunity to walk around the store to avoid hearing the absurd dollar amount Harry was about to drop of a pair of shoes.

You were in front of the store by a window looking at a purse when you heard it, it was a quiet tapping and when you heard it again you turned your head and looked around the store. You only saw Harry and the lovely man who was currently ringing him up. When you turned to look out the window your eyes went wide when you saw you were face too face with an excited fan and her iPhone. You looked around and saw a group of fans outside the door waiting for their chance to see Harry, this wasn’t anything new to you but it still always took you off guard when they snapped pictures of you as well.

“I really didn’t think they would find us here.” You heard Harry let out a groan as his free hand ran through his hair. You just pulled your sunglasses out of your purse and slid them on your face as you walked towards the doors. “Oh, not so fast love.” You felt Harry’s hand grip around your wrist causing you to stop moving and turn your head so you could look at him.

“Want to go out the back?” You questioned and when he saw him start biting at his bottom lip you knew he was thinking of a plan in his head. He released your wrist and you took out his phone and before you could ask who he was calling he put it up to his ear and walked off.

“Okay, I’m going to go out the back where Jeff will be waiting and you go out the front and just head towards the coffee shop.” Harry’s words quickly took you out of your daydream and back to reality. You gave him a confused look as you slid your glasses up to hold your hair back so you could stare at him.

“Harry we can both go out the back, it’s not a big deal.” You reassured him but he just slid on his own sunglasses as he turned to looked at you.

“I can’t be seen with you right now.” You felt your heart drop a bit as his words sunk in. “I’ve had too many rumors about me dating whoever I’ve been see with recently and I don’t need another one at the moment.” You knew he wasn’t happy about people assuming he was dating everyone he was seen with but he never let it affect the two of you before until today.

“People know we aren’t dating Harry.” You shot at him in attempts to make him change his mind about letting you leave with him. “They know me, we’ve been seen together quite a bit and no one has started a rumor.” You added and when he just let out a sigh you thought maybe you had gotten to him.

“Don’t want to risk it.” With that he spun around on his heels as his phone beeped making you assume that it was probably Jeff letting him know he was outside. “Meet you at the coffee shop.” He shouted over his shoulder as he quickly made his way towards the back of the shop and when you heard the back door open and slam closed you felt your heart sink.

You took a deep breath and let it out slowly as you slid your sunglasses back on and headed towards the door. You put on your best smile as you pushed the door open and when the fans soon realized it was just you their smiles faded to looks of disappointment.

“Where is Harry? He left you?” You tired to ignore the slight stinging sensation behind your eyes as the girl you had seen earlier through the window stood in front of you.

“Had an emergency come up.” Was all you said before walking past her and down the sidewalk towards the coffee shop, you saw the black SUV turn the corner and you smiled when you saw it drive towards the coffee shop. Your smile quickly faded as you saw it drive past it, You rolled your eyes as you felt you phone vibrating in your back pocket. You slid your thumb over the lock screen and brought it to your ear as you crossed the street.

“Don’t be mad,” you couldn’t help but let out a sigh as Harry’s voice filled your ear. “Jeff needs me to go over a few things. I will see you at the house tonight. Don’t let Niall pick the movie until i get there. Love you, bye.” And with that you heard the line go dead, you shook your head in hopes to make the tears threatening to slide down your face go away as you slid the phone back into your pocket. You quickly just decided to skip the coffee and head back home thanking the heavens that you didn’t live far.

“He did what?” Niall shouted from the kitchen as you plopped down onto the sofa in your living room. You had just gotten done telling him about your little shopping trip with Harry and to say he was upset was a mild understatement. You just reached for the soft throw blanket that was behind your head as Niall made his way into the living room.

“He doesn’t want to risk it, totally understand that. I mean who would want a rumor going around they were dating me?” You explained as you pulled the blanket down and threw it over your lap.

“Now dats a load of shit and you know it.” You felt Niall sit down next to you and you instinctively leaned into his side as his arm found its way around your waist so he could pull you closer. “He’s a right dickhead fo makin ya walk out da front instead of leavin wit ya. Gonna give em a piece of me mind when he shows up.” You felt Niall’s grip on you tighten as you rested your head on his shoulder.

“I know he didn’t mean it in a rude way Ni.” Your voice was low and you couldn’t help but sniffle a little, you hadn’t even noticed you had tears coming out of your eyes until you reached up and wiped your face with the back of your hand.

“Bloody hell, when did it decide to get cold outside? We live in California for crying out loud.” You sat up a bit when you heard Harry complain as he walked through the front door. Niall quickly got up from his position on the couch and you knew by the look on his face he was about to let Harry have it.

“Better question is when da ya turn into an absolute prick Styles?” Niall crossed his arms over his chest as he glared at a very confused looking Harry who just shrugged off his jacket before hanging it up on the coat hook by the door.

“Am I s’posed to know what the hell you’re goin on about?” Harry shot back at him as he walked towards the kitchen. Niall rolled his eyes and uncrossed his arms as he followed Harry into the kitchen.

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath before standing up and throwing the soft blanket back onto the couch before turning and heading for the kitchen. You knew if you left Niall in there alone with Harry there would soon be plates and mugs being thrown and that was never fun to clean up later.

“Ya jus gonna up and leave her and Make her walk out into da swarm of fans fo what? To avoid a bloody rumor?” You watched the realization of Niall’s words hit Harry as his face went from a scowl to a look of almost horror as he looked over towards where you were leaned against the entry way of the kitchen.

“She could’ve gotten hurt Harry, all over a stupid bloody rumor that wouldn’t even be dat bad for ya to have goin around right now mater of fact.” Niall snapped at him as he glared back at Niall who took a step in front of you when he saw Harry make a move towards you.

“Oh come off it Niall, not gonna hurt her.” Harry argued causing Niall to roll his eyes as he stood between you and Harry. “I wasn’t thinking.” He added causing Niall to laugh and shake his head.

“No fookin shit ya weren’t thinkin.” This made you laugh a little causing Niall to look over his shoulder at you and shoot you a little wink. You watched Harry let out a huff as he stepped to the side in attempts to be able to reach his hands out towards you but Niall just smacked them down causing Harry’s jaw to clinch, a clear sign he was getting annoyed.

“Niall, move.” Harry’s tone was one of annoyance mixed with anger and you just gave Niall a small smile when he looked at you as if to ask for your permission before moving to the side.

“Make her cry again mate and we will be throwin hands. Dats a promise.” With that you felt Niall lean down and place a quick kiss to your cheek before turning and making his was back to the living room.

You heard Harry let out a sigh of relief as he finally was able to step closer to you and reach for your hands. You slowly looked up towards his face as you felt him intertwine your fingers with his, the corners of his mouth were turned down into a slight frown as you saw his eyes scan over your features.

“I’m so sorry love.” He squeezed your hands as he ducked down a bit so he could look you in the eyes. “I’m an absolute ass, I️ shouldn’t have left ya to face the fans alone. I don’t know why I did that.” You could tell by his tone that he was sorry, but it didn’t really help you feel any better about the situation.

“I know why you did it, you don’t want anyone thinking we are dating. I get it, you have rumors flying around about you all the time. Don’t need one involving me added to the mix.” You dropped your attention from his eyes to the floor so you didn’t have to see his face drop even more as the words came out of your mouth.

“I don’t want you to be a target princess.” You felt him drop one of your hands so he could place his thumb under your chin and lift your head so you were once again looking him in the eyes. “I don’t care if people think we are dating, hell half the nation thinks Niall and I are dating.” You couldn’t help but smile as Harry dropped his hand from under your chin.

“Ha! Ya bloody wish we was datin! Damn good boyfriend I am!” You saw Harry roll his eyes as Niall shouted from the living room causing you to laugh as Harry shook his head.

“What I mean is that I just don’t want you to be a target for anyone to say anything mean or untrue about you love, I am truly sorry fo makin ya walk out the front while I ran off through the back. I still can’t believe I did that, I’m sorry you thought I just didn’t wanna be seen with you.” You felt him drop your other hand and soon you hand his arms wrapped around your shoulders and was being pulled towards his chest. You slowly wrapped your arms around his middle and gave him a little squeeze so he knew it was okay.

“Don’t do it again.” You mumbled into his chest as you felt him kiss the top of your head. He began rocking you back and forth a little as his hold on you tightened.

“So sorry fo makin ya cry petal,” you felt his chin rest on the top of your head as he pulled you as close to him as possible. “Won’t happen again.” You just smiled and nodded as you saw Niall enter the kitchen with a huff and a roll of his eyes as he saw the two of you hugging.

“So about that sweatshirt?” You teased as you lifted your head up from his chest.

“Better buy her da whole store.” Niall stated as he walked over and smacked Harry upside the head causing Harry to drop his arms from your shoulder and try to smack Niall back but he quickly dodged his hands and headed for the fridge. “Dat was for makin her cry again. Told ya we would be fightin.” Harry looked down at you with wide eyes as he made sure you didn’t have any new tears streaming down your face.

“She’s not cryin ya dick.” With that Harry walked over and smacked Niall in the back as he was reaching into the fridge for one of his beers he kept on the bottom shelf. Niall flinched and almost smacked his head on the top shelf of the fridge.

“Jus fo tha I’m pickin the movie tonight.” You rolled your eyes as you watched them bicker at each other like an old married couple. Harry crossed his arms over his chest and pouted as he looked over at you.

“Oh no, I’m not in this. You two figure it out, I will be waiting in the living room.” You explained as you turned and left them standing in the kitchen. You took your usual spot in the middle of the couch covered with your blanket as you heard the two of them argue over if it was a romantic comedy or action movie type of night.

“Well ya made her cry so you don’t get ta pick anythin for tonight. Dats yer punishment.” You held back a giggle at Niall’s words, and soon you saw Harry walk into the living room and drop down next to you looking defeated. You placed a hand over his thigh and gave it pat.

“We are watchin a good ole action movie and havin Chinese!” Niall exclaimed as he sat down in the loveseat after grabbing the remote to the TV off the coffee table. You laughed as you heard Harry let out a groan and run his hands over his face.

“I will buy you the whole Gucci store if you tell him you don’t want Chinese food.” Harry whispered in your ear as he pulled you a little closer to him. You laughed and shook your head no at him making a playful whine come from his lips.

The rest of the night Niall made sure to point out that Harry didn’t get a say in anything from what action movie we were going to watch all the way to what he ordered from the Chinese restaurant.
You knew Harry was sorry by the way he made it a point to tell you he loved you every so often during the night, even made sure he left you a certain pink sweatshirt on the end of your bed when he went to go put his new boots away in the closet of the spare bedroom.

You had forgiven Harry because you understood he didn’t care if you were seen together, it happened all the time but at this moment he just didn’t want you to get he same amount of hate the other people he was seen out and about with were receiving. You knew he wouldn’t do anything to deliberately hurt you, this was just his way of protecting you. If there was one thing you knew about Harry and Niall it was that they would do anything to protect you and that’s something you loved about them.


This year you and Harry had decided to host Thanksgiving dinner. Yes it was an American tradition but you, your families and friends had adapted it just as another reason to have everyone together. You and Harry had never hosted but since you two were married now and had your own house you decided it was time. Also this year you had a special surprise to tell your family and close friends.

Everyone had arrived an hour or so ago. Once all the food was ready they had filled their plates and were sat down to dig in. While people were eating and drinking it was mostly silent besides compliments about the food being wonderful. Niall had of course finished his food first so he was the one to break the silence. “Oi Harry, when ya gonna knock her up eh? Been married a good long while already mate, would’ve done it by the end of da first month!”

You choked on the bite of food you had in your mouth. You watched everyone’s eyes go wide at Niall words. Niall’s wife who was sat next to him turned and whacked him upside his head with a harsh whisper of “Niall James Horan!” You giggled a bit at Niall wincing and rubbing the back of his head. “Jeeze love, I was just joking, that hurt.” Nialls chuckled a bit giving his wife a small smile. The smile dropped from his face and he instantly shut up when she whispered back to him “Just shut up Ni, shut up”

You turned your head to the side when you heard Harry clear his throat. Harry was sat there with his hands in fists, glaring at Niall, a glare you hoped to never receive yourself.

“Niall, I swear to god you always ruin things. If you MUST know, we do have an announcement to make.” The whole table went silent again, all eyes on you and Harry. You watched as eyes went wide and tears were forming in some of their eyes like Anne and your mother.

“Oh shit, oh shit I’m so sorry mate oh shit” Niall was spluttering out curse word after curse word trying to apologize. He was turning bright red and hiding his head in his hands. He felt horrible for ruining your announcement with a rude joke.

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh before adapting a more serious face and tone, getting Niall’s attention. “Niall, if I hear one more curse word out of your mouth you won’t even be in the running for the role of godfather” You fought hard to keep a smirk off your face as Niall dropped his hands from his face, sporting a look of panic.

Before Niall could get any words out of his mouth you heard Anne speak up. “Wait, are you saying my baby is having a baby?!” Anne’s lip was trembling and her eyes were full of tears. She wore the biggest smile on her face as she saw Harry grab your hand, place his other over your stomach and nod.

“Ya mum, we’re having a baby. That’s why we wanted to host Thanksgiving here this year. We wanted a nice get together with everyone and announce it.” You turned to look at Harry and he was grinning so big all dimples were out on display. And maybe just because you were sitting so close, or you knew he was a bit of a softie, but you swore you could see tears in his eyes as well. “Well it was supposed to be a nice one, until knob head over there ruined it” Harry’s glared over in Nialls direction again, but this time you saw a hint of a smirk behind it.

After the announcement was dropped the room became full with voices. Tears, congratulations, questions and a couple “I’m sorrys” were thrown around. Everyone had forgotten about their food once baby Styles was announced. Chairs were pushed back from the table as everyone came by to hug you and Harry and talk personally. Niall and his wife were the last ones to come up to you and Harry. Niall wore a look of embarrassment and guilt. He kept rubbing the back of his neck with his hand and playing with his face. You knew he felt bad for his joke and ruining the surprise.

“I’m really sorry for ruining the announcement you two. And then for all me cussing. I shouldn’t have said any of that. But I’m so happy for you two, my two best friends having a little one! I do hope you’d forgive me and let me still be in the runnin for godfather?”

You took Nialls hand and pulled him into a hug. Rubbing his back with your hand you pulled slightly away to whisper in his ear “There isn’t a running ya goof, we wouldn’t want anyone else to be baby Styles godfather” When you finally pulled back you saw tears were close to falling from Nialls eyes. You watched him smile and wipe at his eyes with the back of his hand to stop the tears from falling. He hugged you again, and then Harry.

While Niall was hugging Harry they started up a conversation. His wife wore a smile on her face looking at the two boys before turning to you. “I apologize for Ni’s comment. He just really knows how to put his foot in it ya know?” You just giggled. “Oh I know, but he means no harm. Don’t beat up on him too much later okay?” You watched her roll her eyes with a smirk and a soft “No promises” and grabbed Nialls hand as they walked away.

Once everyone had the chance to come up to you and Harry personally everyone went back to the table or living room. You turned when you felt Harry’s hand on the small of your back. Harry was looking at you with a soft smile, chuckling a bit. “Well that was eventful huh love? Not how we planned it was it?”

You leaned into him, wrapping your arm around his waist. You looked up to him giggling. “Not at all. But what did we expect when Niall was invited. Or Gemma. Or quite a few others. If it hadn’t been Niall I’m sure it would of been someone else.” You snuggled your face into Harry’s chest, feeling it rumble with his laugh.

“You’re right love. But now it’s out, and we can relax and embrace the love from everyone” Harry wrapped his arm around you and pulled you so you were more in front of him then to the side. He lifted your chin up and looked at you with the soft smile he only used for you. “You’re gonna be a great mum you know that. Best mum out there. I couldn’t be more happy with our life right now. I love you so much”

Your eyes filled with tears as you lifted up on your toes to kiss him. “This day will go down as one of my favorite memories. And you’re gonna be an amazing father H. I am so happy to be married to you and pregnant with your child. I love you too.”

Although you two had a plan and it didn’t go the way you wanted it to, it was still an unforgettable day. The most important thing was now your family and closest friends knew that you and Harry were having a baby. It was hard to hide it from them until this point and you knew that from now on you’d never be without love or help during this pregnancy. This baby would come out loved by not just you and Harry. But by both his family and yours, and your friends. And hopefully it wouldn’t grow up learning curse words from a certain Irish godfather. You couldn’t ask for a better support system or husband in your life.


Throwback to the most iconic Narry moment that happened during OTRA


“M’just saying I think you could do better.” You glared at Harry as he placed his left hand on your knee. He just shrugged as he began blowing on the nails of his right hand.

“You asked me to paint them for you Harry, you know I’m not the best with nails.” You snapped at him causing him to just roll his eyes as you twisted the cap of the black polish back on so you could give it a little shake. “Now if you need me to apply a face mask or contour your cheekbones I’d be happy to help you out.” You watched Harry tilt his head and give you a look causing a small smile to form on his face.

“Jus the nails fo now princess.” You nodded and twisted the cap off the polish so you could begin to paint his nails. You felt him hovering over you as you scraped around his nail with your thumb nail to get the polish that had accidentally run off the sides as you painted. “Is black too basic?” You sat up a bit so you could look at him as he held his right hand out and looked at the color of his nails with his bottom lip tucked between his teeth and a furrow in his brow.

“I mean It’s a neutral so it goes with everything.” You watched him just tilt his head causing you to giggle before you reached down and picked up the bottle of black nail polish. “You could do a pink?” You twisted the cap back onto the bottle as his eyes flickered over to your hands more importantly at the color on your nails.

“Maybe next time?” You just gave him a smile as you nodded your head. “So tell me, what’s the news with this Nick fella?” You laughed as Harry crossed his arms at his wrist and looked at his now fully painted nails.

“The news is that,” you leaned in closer to him as he crossed his legs on the couch. “He’s great in bed.” You whispered making Harry’s eyes go wide and his mouth to drop open causing you to lean back into the armrest of the couch and laugh.

“You ruin every moment,” you couldn’t stop laughing as Harry just shook his head as he glared at you from across the couch. “Tell me you’re joking. I don’t want to have to strangle him with my freshly painted nails.” You finally got your laughter under control so you could lean over and place a hand on Harry’s cheek.

“I’m kidding, have no clue what he’s like in bed.” You gave his cheek a little pat only making him roll his eyes at you when you dropped your hand onto your knee.

“My bloody washing machine is on the fritz.” The two of you turned your head as Niall walked through the front door with a laundry basket on his hip. You had to cover your mouth so he wouldn’t see you laugh while Harry raised an eyebrow at him when he noticed he was wearing a pair of swim trunks. “Oi! It’s laundry day ya arseholes dis is the only clean pair of shorts i could find.” You watched him just make his way down the hallway towards your laundry room, he made sure to glare at the two of you on his way.

“On the fritz? When did Ni turn into an 80 year old nan?” You heard Harry’s loud laugh fill the room as you turned your head to make sure Niall was out of earshot. When you looked at Harry you couldn’t help but smile, he was laughing so hard tears were forming in the corners of his eyes and his cheeks were getting red.

“What’s all the commotion for?” You just shrugged as Niall walked into the living room and stood there with his hands on his hips looking between you and Harry who was still having a laughing fit.

“Niall can I paint your nails?” You asked with a smile, you watched him raise an eyebrow at you as you leaned over and picked up the black polish off the coffee table.

“I don’t tink so Princess,” he took a few steps closer so he could reach out and take the bottle from your hands. “M’not a black nail polish type of guy. Ya have a clear?” You laughed as he looked at the bottle before placing it back on the table. Harry finally got himself under control as he swiped his thumbs under his eyes and cleared his throat causing Niall to look over at him and smile when he saw his freshly painted nails.

“You like em Ni?” Harry reached his hand out and wiggled his fingers causing Niall to chuckle as he walked over to the side of the couch Harry was sat on so he could take his hand. You watched Niall give Harry’s nails a once over and when he just nodded his head you couldn’t help but smile.

“Could use some glitter or s’mthin.” You saw Harry’s eyebrows slump down as he took his hand out of Niall’s grasp. “M’jus sayin ya always do tha black, I remember when ya would paint em when we was on tour and then you’d have ta take it all off and I know it made ya upset.” You watched Harry swallow hard and bite on his bottom lip as Niall talked. “But now yer on yer own H, if ya wanna paint yer nails you can. I jus say go all out, i mean yer already out der in all glitter suits mate.” You couldn’t help but chuckle as Harry looked at Niall who offered him a reassuring smile.

“Get the glitter Princess.” With that you got up off the couch and headed for your bathroom to gather your glitter top coats. You couldn’t help but feel proud of Harry, he was doing what he wanted not just with his nails but with his whole career. You knew that he was aware that he always had you in his corner but hearing Niall tell him he should do what he wanted and go all out just helped him realize that Niall too would always be in his corner supporting him through it all.


alive in spite of rising water by brokendrums

Niall clutches for Taylor, the hot skin of her wrist slipping out of his sweaty grip. He calls for her, his throat clogged and rotting. Taylor. His vision swims, something hits his face. It’s dirt. Soil. Damp and musty. Taylor.


Niall wakes with a start. It’s dark and it takes a few moments for his vision to adjust to the dim. He blinks, his eyes filling with tears.

He can smell the smoke and the ash, his throat aching.

Fingers grip his own, rough and dirty and twisting to squeeze some heat into them. Something falls on Niall’s face and he jerks, his aching muscles spasming before he catches himself.

“It’s okay,” comes a voice in the dark and it’s Harry, his voice choked and brittle. He’s sick again, the last lashing of rain doing a number on his throat. “You’re okay.”


“N’other one please Rob!” Your voice was loud causing the man sitting a few barstools down from you to give you a hard glare. You just rolled your eyes at him as a fresh cosmopolitan was placed in front of you. “Thanks, yer the best!” Rob, your favorite bartender in the whole city just chuckled as he grabbed your third empty glass of the evening.

“Boys will be here soon.” This statement made your bottom lip poke out in a slight pout making Rob just playfully glare at you as he cleaned the glass. “Don’t give me that look, cant let you walk home like this.” You just took a sip of your drink as he spoke.

“Didn’t ave to call them both.” You mumbled making him laugh as he placed the clean martini glass on the shelf behind him. You knew that you only had maybe five minutes tops before your little night out alone was interrupted by two men who without a doubt would have annoyed looks on their faces once they saw the state you were in.

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