niall and his mate

Picture from this post, because I didn’t want to scrawl out Louis and Nick thoughts all over someone else’s post. (Tomlinshaw, 2,100 words)

BUT ANYWAY, imagine a world where Nick is a friend of Harry’s from work who Harry’s adopted (and Nick’s adopted back, because that’s how they work), and for two years now, Louis has poked and prodded at Nick because he secretly fancies him but won’t ever, ever, ever admit it. He won’t admit it to Harry, who is his best friend, or Niall who is his flatmate, or Liam who’s his best mate from work. He definitely won’t admit it to Nick, which is fine because Nick has been in love with Louis for about eighteen months now, and it’s fucking up all of his attempts to fall in love with anyone else, and he refuses to acknowledge even to himself that he even likes him. Their friends sometimes find their constant bickering amusing, but most of the time they try to keep them apart because there’s a fairly good chance one of them will murder the other. 

So they’ll have Sunday roasts all together, or barbecues round at one of their places, or stupid afternoons in with beers and nachos, and despite all of their best efforts, Nick and Louis will end up arguing over something, bickering over something innocuous, playing devil’s advocate just for the sake of arguing. The others despair of them. They’ve even started having whispered conversations about trying not to invite them to the same place at the same time. 

But, like, sometimes, just sometimes, Nick will see Louis looking a little vulnerable, or quiet, and he’ll do something like make a round of teas so that he can give Louis one without him being suspicious. Or Louis will remember that Nick can’t eat that much cheese so he’ll demand a plate of chili nachos and be super mouthy about it so that it pisses everyone else off, but Nick will get to pick off that plate without making a fuss. 

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Love Me Do - h.s. a.u. one shot

You met him at a low point, and looking back on that it was probably for both your own good. You met him after 21 years of being single, being the single best friend, being the awkward third wheel, and being the obligatory best friend that was always there for advice and encouragement and comfort, but never comforted yourself.

You were tired of being single. You were tired of the hole in your heart and the tingling heavy feeling of longing for someone to hold. All you wanted was for someone to be worried about you, to talk about you to others in a loving way, to get nervous around you because of their feelings.

You watched a lot of TV and cinema. It was your true passion to direct and be involved in the film industry. Cinematography was your guilty pleasure of a lifestyle you longed for, and film school wasn’t enough for you. You wanted to be in the big leagues, but instead you were just the coffee girl assisting your professors for extra credit and learning their coffee orders by heart.

But mostly, you were lonely.

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perfect- h.s song imagine

you can listen to the song here

I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead

“There he is! The man of the hour!” Nick exclaimed as his eyes landed on his long term friend at the end of the hall. You let out a chuckle as you followed closely behind him. Nick Grimshaw was the only person you knew that would have this much enthusiasm in the morning.

Harry smiled at his friend before he gave him a hug. “Doing alright, mate?” Nick asked as he returned the hug. You stood back quietly, watching the two embrace. Harry nodded before his eyes landed on yours. He let out a small gasp as he took you in. You were beautiful. Nick noticed Harry’s eyes wandering to yours. Nick placed his hand on your shoulder. “Harry, this is Y/N, my assistant.”

Your cheeks blushed as you held you hand out to Harry. “Hi,” you whispered. When Harry took your hand, you could feel literal sparks going off. Harry’s hands burned at your touch. He smiled at you. “Nice to meet you, Y/N.”

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me

“I have to say I’m surprised you brought Y/N last night to mum’s dinner,” Gemma admitted as she stirred her cup of tea with a spoon. Harry stared at his sister from across the table, his eyebrows quirked up. Gemma looked up when she noticed his silence. Her eyes went wide. “No! I don’t mean you shouldn’t have! I just meant…you never bring anyone home.”

Harry nodded his head in agreement. It was true. Harry rarely brought anyone home to meet his family. He felt like if he was bringing someone to meet the most important people in his life, it should be someone he knew he had a future with. Although yours and Harry’s relationship was still fairly new, he knew that you were it for him. He knew that he wanted to spend as much time as he could with you. In his eyes, you were perfect and he wanted his family to see just how happy you made him.

Harry looked down at his fingers, a smile ding its way onto his face when he thought about how natural you looked with his family. How you laughed at his sister’s jokes, how you helped clean up the kitchen. Harry looked up at his sister and shrugged his shoulders. With a smile, “I truly believe I’ve waited my whole life to be with her.”

‘Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was

“Have you ever been in love?” you asked quietly. You and Harry were tangled up with one another. Your head was resting on his chest while his hand was on your lower back. Harry hummed. Has he been in love? Yes, he’s had a few girlfriends and he did feel something for each one but was it ever love?

You tilted your head up to look into his eyes. Harry shook his head no. “I don’t think I have been, no.” Harry admitted. You nodded your head. Harry pulled you closer to him. “Have you?”

To think about you loving someone gave Harry a slight pang in his chest. He didn’t want to think about anyone having the privilege of calling you theirs. He didn’t want to think about anyone having the honor of feeling your lips against their own.

You shook your head no as you let out a sigh. “Not yet.” Harry nodded his head as he began to play with your hair. “When do you know you’re in love?” You thought out loud. You had a lot of friends who were in love and even married. They knew they were in love. How do you know you’ve met someone and fell in love with them?

Harry bit down on his bottom lip as he too, thought the same thing. “I think…I think you know you’re in love when your significant other makes you feel everything and anything. I think you never want to leave their side, you mind always drifts to them…I’m not quite sure.”

“I feel all of those things with you,” you admitted quietly. Harry was sure that you could feel his heartbeat beating a million times a minute. Knowing that you were in the process of falling for him made him want to jump and scream at the world because…he felt all of those things with you.

You sat up and looked at Harry. He had a smile on his face as he stared back at you. “I feel all of those things and so much more.” You whispered as you placed your hand on his cheek.

But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own

And in your eyes, you’re holding mine

Harry let out a chuckle as he stared at you from across the room, dancing terribly with one of your friends. It’s nice to know that his girlfriend was just as uncoordinated as he was.

Niall took a seat next to Harry, holding a beer. He noticed Harry’s eyes following your every move. You turned and looked at Harry and smiled, a genuine smile before you and your friend made your way over to the bar. Niall tilted his beer in your direction. “Y/N’s special.”

Harry nodded his head. He looked over at Niall and smiled. “She is.” Niall smiled at his friend. “You know, mate. I’ve known you for a long time but it wasn’t until you met Y/N that I’ve seen you this happy. It’s like every time you look at her, you get this sparkle in your eye and she gets it too you know. Whenever she looks at you, it’s like you’re all she sees.”

Harry looked down at his lap with a giant, goofy smile on his face. Whenever someone talked about how much you cared for him, it truly did make him a sappy goose. Niall patted Harry’s back. “She’s perfect for you.”

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song

Harry reached across from the table and grabbed your hand. “That was amazing, thank you love.” Harry smiled. For Harry’s birthday, he didn’t want to do much; only wanting to spend time with you. You decided to make him one of his favorite meals. You set up fairy lights in his backyard and set a table for the two of you. Music was playing softly in the background.

You looked up at Harry before you put your fork down. You beamed at him. “Of course, H.”

When the next song played, Harry immediately stood up. He walked over to you and held his hand out. “Dance with me.” You let out a chuckle as you took his hand. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he wrapped his around your waist. Together the two of you swayed to the song. Harry placed his forehead against yours and closed his eyes. “But I can’t help falling in love with you,” Harry softly sang. You smiled as you listened to Harry singing along. You felt like the lyrics described your relationship with Harry perfectly. You couldn’t help falling falling in love with him.

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath

But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

You let out a shaky sigh as you stared at your reflection. Tonight was Harry’s album release party and naturally, you were nervous. This was Harry’s big night. This is what he’s spent so much time on. You wanted everything to go accordingly for him.

You stared at the necklace on your neck. You let out a scowl. Really? you thought. Surely you had a much classier necklace somewhere in Harry’s room. You quickly took the necklace off and rummaged your way through Harry’s drawers.

Harry made his way up to his bedroom that you were getting ready in. He leaned against the door frame as he watched with you with amused eyes. You noticed Harry in the reflection and let out another sigh. “H, maybe I shouldn’t be there tonight.”

Harry’s eyes softened as he noticed how distraught you were. He made his way over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist as the both of you stared at your reflection. He pressed a soft kiss on your neck. “Why not, love?”

You placed your hands on top of his. “I look like an absolute mess.” Harry shook his head. Surely his beautiful girlfriend wouldn’t talk so lowly of herself. Harry closed his eyes as he rested his head on your shoulder. “You look perfect,” he whispered.

You turned around in Harry’s hold and looked up at him. “You have to say that. You’re my boyfriend.” You chuckled. Harry smiled as he took your hand and pressed a kiss on top of it. “I mean it, love. You look perfect.”

She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home

You let out a groan as you stared at your computer screen. Harry looked up from his phone. “What’s wrong, love?”

“My boss just emailed me about the meeting we’re having tomorrow. I have to go home and pick up some stuff to prepare” you sighed as you started making your way towards the door. Harry bit down on his bottom lip as he followed you. For a long time Harry’s thought about asking you to move in with him. You were already at his place almost everyday. Why delay it?

You were putting on your jacket as you noticed Harry’s fingers picking his bottom lip, something he did when he was thinking hard about something. “You alright, H?”

Harry looked up at you before he let go of his lip. “Do you want to move in?” Your eyes widened in shock. Harry placed his hands in his jean pockets as he waited on your answer nervously. “You want me to move in?” You asked.

Harry nodded before he scratched the back of his neck. “You’re already here most of the time, love. It’d definitely be easier if all your stuff is already here.”

You smiled as you took a step in front of him and placed a kiss on his cheek. “Alright. I’ll move in with you.”

We are still kids, but we’re so in love

Fighting against all odds

“So how are you and Harry?” you sister asked as the two of you were out shopping. You looked up from the blouse you were looking at and smiled at your sister. “We’re perfect” you replied before you placed the blouse back onto the rack.

Your sister nodded before she closed her mouth. For her entire life, she’s never seen you so happy. She’s never seen you so in love and to be honest, that scared her. The last thing she ever wanted to see was you get hurt. “Does it ever scare you? Being so in love with him?” Your sister asked delicately, not wanting to get you mad.

You paused from looking at the skirts and shrugged your shoulders. “It did. At the beginning, yes. But…it also made me excited. Harry’s made me feel things I’ve never felt before. He’s made me more confident in myself. He’s just made me feel loved.” You smiled thinking about how much Harry has impacted your life.

Your sister walked closer to you, her eyes searching into yours. “Yes but doesn’t his status scare you?” When the press found out Harry Styles had a girlfriend, they had a field day. For a long time, it felt like everything you did was plastered on magazines. The press also loved coming up with rumors about the relationship. It was hard reading so much things accusing one cheating on the other but if anything, it made your relationship with Harry stronger. It made you realize you didn’t care what others had to say about you. You loved Harry and nothing would ever change that.

You looked into your sister’s concerned eyes and smiled. “I don’t see Harry as the Harry Styles. He’s just Harry and he’s…perfect.”

I see my future in your eyes

Gemma had her head resting on her hand as she stared at the display case. Her eyes caught one ring in particular. “How about this one?” she asked as she pointed at the ring. Harry looked over at the ring and immediately shook his head no.

Gemma let a groan as she placed her head on the display case. “Harry! We’ve been at this bloody store for over an hour!” Harry sighed, regretting bringing his sister. “Have to find the perfect one.” he mumbled. Gemma stood up straight and shook her head. You did deserve the perfect ring. It was just hard when Harry was so damn picky. “You know she would be fine with anything you pick, Harry. She’s not materialistic.”

Harry let out a sigh. “I know. She just deserves it you know? She deserves the world.” Harry’s eyes were scanning the rings laid out before his eyes landed on the one. “Can I see that one please?” Harry asked the clerk, his eyes never leaving it. The clerk smiled and took the ring out and handed it to Harry. Gemma stood behind Harry and gasped. “That’s beautiful, Harry.”

Harry smiled before he looked up at the clerk. “I’ll take this one.”

Now I know I have met an angel in person

And she looks perfect

Harry rubbed his sweaty palms against his suit jacket as he waited for you to walk down the aisle. His eyes wandered to all of the guests you and him invited to be a part of the special occasion. He gave a smile towards your mother. He looked at his own and chucked as she was staring back at him, tears in her eyes. She couldn’t help it. Her little boy was marrying the girl of his dreams. Harry turned around and looked at all of his groomsmen who beamed at him. Niall gave a thumbs up while Nick winked.

One by one, the bridesmaids made their way across the aisle. With each one, Harry grew more and more nervous. Finally, the song shifted, causing everyone to rise to their feet. The doors opened and there you were with your father. Harry’s breath hitched as he stared at his bride to be. He could’ve sworn he was looking at an angel, you were so perfect.

I don’t deserve this

You look perfect tonight

You gave your father a hug before he placed a kiss on your cheek. You stood in front of you husband to be, a tear managing to escape as you were about to become Mrs.Styles. Harry’s eyes held tears of his own as he took your hand. Once everyone took a seat and the pastor began to speak, Harry mouthed, “You look perfect.”

the amount of requests i’ve had to write this is INSANE. i hope i wrote it to everyone’s justice! also thank you guys so much for checking up on me during the hurricane! means the absolute world that you guys took the time to make sure everything was alright! i hope for anyone that was impacted is doing alright. sending all my love to you. 

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also when i was looking up gifs, i thought this was 2013 harry MY HEART

Fluffy One Shots

Fics to make you smile

Sorted by length, will be updated as I find more fics

❤ For Effort - When Harry Styles lets his team down during gym class, resulting everyone having to run laps, he expects the worst. But the backlash never comes.Harry’s crush, Louis Tomlinson, may or may not have something to do with that. (one shot, 2k)

Whisk You Away - “Okay, so you met your high school crush, Harry Stills–” “Styles.” “Not for long,” Niall said in a sing-song tone, and Louis threw a chip at his face. It landed on top of his head. Niall grabbed it and put it in his mouth. “Anyway, so he is getting married tomorrow and invites you to help him bake a cake.” “Mhmm.” “And you accept. You can’t bake. And you can’t even make pancakes…Bravo.” Or…Louis is quick at assuming the worst, only for the best thing to happen.  (one shot, 2k)

The Weirdest Bloody Ice Cream Shop - Harry made eye contact with Lou and noticed his eyes were very blue. “Well…” Harry started. “Because you have the same name as this shop. It’s a shop rule that everyone named Lou gets free fro-yo.” Lou’s lips turned up very slightly at each end. He was rather pretty when he wasn’t yelling at Harry. “Neat rule,” Lou said. “Too bad my name is Louis.” And with that Louis (not Lou) shoved a £10 note in the tip jar and walked out of Lou’s Frozen Yoghurt with his probable sister. Probably forever. Harry sighed and looked at his watch. He had two hours left before he could close up, and, as it would turn out, he thought about the cute, angry boy named Louis for most of them. OR the frozen yoghurt au in which harry accidentally accuses louis of wanting to date a 5 year old and louis keeps calling frozen yoghurt ice cream (one shot, 3k)

Crush on My Croissant - Every morning at 6:50am the most attractive man in the world walks into Harry’s bakery and orders a chocolate croissant. What happens when Harry finally decides it’s time to take things to the next level? (one shot, 3k, part of a small series)

took my heart upon a one way trip - in which, louis needs help with a poetry assignment and harry can’t stop staring at the pretty boy who walked into his bookshop. the other three are in there too. (one shot, 4k)

Only Reason - “We are so lucky to have with us one of the leading experts on beekeeping in the modern age, Dr. Louis Draper.”
No. No, no, no…
“I know I speak for many of us when I say that this man’s books have guided our practice, or helped us get started,” Harry continued, and Louis watched as the crowd nodded their heads in agreement.
Oh shit. No. What? No.
But then Harry was gesturing towards him, saying “Dr. Draper?” into the microphone, the crowd was applauding, and Louis found himself walking up the stairs to the stage. Or, Louis is most definitely smitten with Harry from the second he sees him, but he is also most definitely not the world’s foremost expert on beekeeping. He decides to roll with it anyway
.  (one shot, 5k)

I made a map of your stars - Harry does not have a crush on Louis Tomlinson. Yes, Louis is very pretty and funny, and Harry may have had more than a few inappropriate thoughts about him, but he certainly doesn’t like him. (Except for the fact that he totally does.)

or, Harry is the shy boy in the back of the class that no one really notices. Louis is the loud, outgoing football player that everybody likes.
 (one shot, 5k)

you make my whole world feel right when it’s wrong - “Curly?” Louis says, stepping into Harry’s sight. “You okay?”
Harry looks up from where he has two things in his hands, a thick winter coat sized for a newborn, and a sweatshirt fitting a grown man such as himself. He looks up at Louis, stricken, and holds them out for him to see. “They’re the same price,” he says. “They’re both forty dollars! Forty dollars for such little material.” (or, Harry is pregnant and stops at the mall to buy cheap baby clothes. Louis has extra money from working a long shift, and he can’t think of a better way to spend it than on him.)  
(one shot, 6k)

come on, jump out at me - Harry is a witch from a long line of power, an ancient line that’s one of the strongest left alive in their hemisphere. He can cast spells without a word if need be, fly on a broomstick, and has a black cat (a kitten, really) named Felix that is his animal familiar. He can shape galaxies in his cupped hands and can destroy them just as easily. He can choose exactly how to use his power, for encouragement and support, or for more nefarious causes if he wishes to. And as fate would have it, he’s scared of haunted houses. (Harry is a witch who carries around a stuffed pumpkin, Louis is a vampire with too much time on his hands, and their best mates Zayn & Niall aren’t exactly what they seem…)  (one shot, 7k, part of a continuing and very good series )

Worth a Thousand Words - “Look, I’m learning some new stuff!” My name is Louis. My favorite color is green. I like movies. Do you know sign language?Harry huffed grumpily. Why are you learning sign language? “Because, I want to be able to talk to you.” Louis looked small, gripping tightly at the steering wheel. Why?    You’re my friend. Louis signed shakily, having to try it a few times before getting it right. And well, Harry just snapped. We’re not friends. I don’t know what makes you think that we’re okay but we’re not. You stopped being my friend once you found out that I went deaf. I don’t know if this is your way of ‘making up for it’ or if you think that hanging out with the deaf guy and learning a bit of sign language is your ‘kind deed’ to the world but I don’t want to be your charity case and I don’t want to be your friend.
or Harry went deaf at 5 years old and Louis just wants the chance be heard. (one shot, 7k, bit of angst but mostly fluff)

Tentatively - The whole university was anxiously waiting for the final weeks of the semester to wrap up, the taste of the summer already hanging sweetly and tempting in the air. Harry was right there in the thick of it all, getting distracted by the very same feline-born he had been crushing on ever since the beginning of uni. Harry had absolutely no plans to ever approach the boy. Ever.
But clearly the Universe (or the boy) wasn’t a fan of Harry having any control over his own damn life. -Or, Louis is a feline-born, and Harry’s big dumb crush on him is so massive he doesn’t know what to do with himself.
(one shot, 8k)

Love Is a Kitten from Hell - Louis Tomlinson passes himself off as an arrogant prick at his new school to hide the fact that he’s terrified of being bullied again. Just when he’s getting tired of putting up walls, he finds himself in a local pet shop where he finds a sanctuary playing with the kittens in the front window. Harry Styles is the popular football player who works at the pet shop, secretly watching the boy he thought was utterly unlikable prove him wrong. Partnered together for a class project, Harry gets more and more hints that Louis is actually someone worth getting to know. But the real question is, will Louis let Harry in? (one shot, 8k)

When the Lion Met the Fawn - Maybe lions are meant to hunt fawns, but in this case was the fawn who hunted the lion. (Or the one where Louis Tomlinson is a natural fighter without a fight and Harry Styles is a fawn hybrid too scared to stay but even more scared to run away. He gives Louis a reason to fight for)  (one shot, 9k)

but he can’t be what you need (if he’s eighteen) - “I need you to do something for me.” Harry said, pinching his bottom lip between his thumb and forefinger. “It seems like you’re asking me to kill for you, H.” Louis laughed nervously. “It’s nothing that drastic, I promise. It’s just. I don’t think it’s a secret that I’m not a.. normal eighteen year old.” Louis furrowed his eyebrows at that, narrowing his eyes at the younger boy. “Are people giving you a hard time?” Louis wondered. Harry shifted in his seat and brushed some of his fringe off his forehead. “Yeah, that’s. That’s kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.” Harry swallowed nervously. He could feel the sweat pooling at his hairline so he wiped it with the sleeve of his sweater. “I need you to uhm, pretend to be my boyfriend.” or the one where harry is sick of getting bullied and casts louis as the hot punk boyfriend to scare them away. louis needs harry to return the favor. punk!louis and flowerchild!harry (one shot, 10k)

set alight my veins - If Liam really thinks it’s funny to send him on a surprise date with a tattooed, leather wearing punk then Harry’s going to have words with him later. When he’s managed to stop staring at the guy across from him.-Harry’s quiet and shy and does all his homework. Louis drives motorbikes and never turns up to school. Their respective friends think they’d be a cute couple. (one shot, 11k)

Hold My Heart - “Excuse me, mate, I’m the window seat here.” The voice was soft, apologetic, and accented in something a bit unfamiliar — northern England, maybe, Harry thought. “Oh,” Harry jumped to his feet and moved aside, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you standing there.” The other man laughed as he swung a bag into the overhead compartment and slid into the seat. “You were well caught up in that book, mate. What are you reading?” Harry paused, wondering how to explain the fact that he was reading an epic and x-rated romance that was the story of a relationship between a prince and the man he’d enslaved. “Oh, you know, just some fiction my sister recommended.” He turned to look at the man and froze.Sitting next to him was Louis Tomlinson.*** Or, the one where famous Louis Tomlinson offers his hand and a lot more to his seat mate on a transatlantic flight. (one shot, 14k)

The Edge of the Stars - Louis laughed. “You think you can convince some random guy to want to go out with me?” “Oh baby,” Jay chuckled. “I can convince all of the UK to want to go out with you.” Or, a Meet the Parents AU where Harry is the man of Louis’ dreams, and it’s up to Jay to convince him to date her son. (one shot, 16k)

the love is ours to make (so we should make it) - “I’m.. Harry. I nanny? For Ernest and Doris?” Harry responded. “A nanny? How old even are you? You look twelve.” Louis remarked. Something caught Louis’ eye, and a closer look revealed that Harry had a coat of pink nail polish on his fingers. “Nineteen. I’m nineteen.” Harry replied. “Right. Nineteen, wears pink, flower crowns and paints his nails. Who the actual fuck did my mum hire?” or the one where louis takes some time off from life to return home, only to be met with a strange boy in pink and a flowercrown as the nanny of his siblings.  (one shot, 19k, some sad parts but still really cute)

Heart Without A Home - Louis is staying at the shelter when a late entry pulls at his conscience and he decides to share his precious bed with the mysterious Harry. The pair somehow find an instant bond but Louis can’t help but feel Harry is hiding something…Featuring Zayn as a chef, Perrie as the shelter manager and Liam as a helper- and Louis’ best mate.  (one shot, 20k, this is kind of angsty but it still made me smile)

Away With The Fairies - Harry liked pretty things. Mostly the ornate flowers that grew around him, the trees majestically climbing towards the sky, sometimes the little colourful birds that flitted around in the branches of those trees. Harry’s wings themselves were considered beautiful, big butterfly-like shaped things glistening pink in the light but white underneath, almost translucent. He fluttered them behind him, feeling the breeze brushing off them. He was high up where he could see the most, studiously watching the human life on the ground below. He shouldn’t be here of course, he was beyond the borders of the part of the forest where his kind lived, but he couldn’t help it. Because Harry had found the prettiest thing of all. (one shot, 22k, you should read everything by this author)

faith, trust and pixie dust (and a little bit of something else too)** - “Are you seriously apologizing for taking out a bullet that was lodged in my shoulder and saving my life?” he asks slowly. “Y—yes?” the boy looks unsure of himself now. “Marry me—” For once, the boy isn’t the only one blushing and Louis silently curses Earthen terminology for making its way into his vocabulary. Taking a deep breath to regain his composure, he coughs out, “I mean thanks. That was very nice of you…?” “Harry,” the boy fills in quietly, flashing Louis a tentative smile. Louis thinks it suits him well and he mouths the name to himself, liking the way it rolls off his tongue. He watches as Harry hesitates before asking his own question, albeit doubtfully. “And you’re—you’re P—Peter Pan, right?” Or, the one in which Louis is a punk Peter Pan and Harry is an insecure flower child.  (one shot, 27k, quite a bit of angst but Harry’s character was too cute for me to not include)

with your love we could breathe underwater - Harry’s brow furrows, a look of confusion spreading over his face. “But I am real. I exist, see,” he says, raising a hand out of the water and wiggling his fingers at Louis. Louis finds himself relaxing a bit. Harry seems harmless really. And he’s quite cute, for something that’s not supposed to exist. If Louis is indeed having a hallucination right now, at least it’s a cute one. AU where Harry is a mermaid, Louis is a human, and they both discover a lot more than they anticipated. (one shot, 28k)

anonymous asked:

Hey I love your writing! Can I please have a Niall imagine where you get into a bad fight and he walks out and comes back later when he's calm down to find you in the bathroom crying holding something of his? Kind of specific I'm sorry!! 💖

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“God (Y/N) i just want to go out with the lads for a beer. Get off my back!” He snapped at you while he stomped out of the bedroom and down the hall. Jumping off the bed you followed him.

“Get off your back?! Niall, you’ve gone out for a beer every night this week and the last. You’re at the studio all fucking day and you come home late. I just want one night with you!” He didn’t even react to your words as he went to the closet and pulled out his jacket and boots. “Are you fucking listening? Sometimes I feel like you don’t care anymore. You stopped texting me during the day, and stopped saying goodbye in the mornings. You haven’t even said ‘I love You’ since last saturday.” Tears threatened to fall from your eyes as you watched him slip his boots on his feet. You hate fighting and you hate acting this clingy but it felt like he wasn’t even in love with you anymore.

Niall finally made eye contact with you, anger was present in his blue eyes. The way he looked at you made your heart drop to your stomach. “Maybe I go out all the time because you’re so goddamn needy. You constantly want my attention. And I have other things to worry about then saying I love you.”  He pulled his hat onto his head, “Don’t bother waiting up. I might even just crash at Bressie’s house.” His voice had no hint of emotion, turning on his heel he left without another word.

You stood, frozen, staring at the closed front door. You’ve been dating for two years and this was the first fight where you actually felt like he was going to leave you. Even when he was pissed he would still say he loves you, but the look in his eyes made you feel as though that love was gone. Niall did have a loose tongue and would say things he didn’t mean but the words he just said seemed like they were from his heart.

The tears you tried to hold back now fell freely from your eyes, drenching your cheeks. Your feet absent mindedly carried you back to the bedroom and into the walk in closet where you found his favorite sweater. The cream colored fabric still smelled like his cologne and body wash. Taking the sweater into the bathroom you closed the door and sank down to the cool tile floor where you then let all your emotions out. Heavy sobs racked through your body as you hid your face in Niall’s sweater, desperate to feel close to the man you loved; even though it was starting to feel like that love wasn’t mutual.


“You good mate?” Deo asked Niall while he nudged his shoulder, “You’ve been zoning in out all night.”

“It’s just- I’m fine.” He responded taking another sip of his Guinnes. His anger and frustration had worn off a while ago and the gravity of what he said, and didn’t say, was just now hitting him. Guilt filled his stomach the more he realized you were right.

“What did you do, Horan?” Another one of the lads asked, all of his friends eyes were on him now.

“I had a fight with (Y/N) before I left and I was a dick.”

“What was it about?” Bressie asked.

“She wanted me ta stay home tonight and watch a movie. She was also upset that I’ve been going out a lot and haven’t really spent time with her.”

“You have been going out a lot though and you’re living in the studio. Why didn’t ya just stay home?” Deo pointed out.

“I- I don’t know, I’m just stressed that the album isn’t gonna be that good and I just wanted a beer. I’m an ass okay, now I wish I just stayed home. Wouldn’t be surprised if I go home and find that all her stuff is gone.” The last sentence almost brought tears to his eyes, he had to bite his lip to prevent himself from crying in front of his friends.

“Why don’t ya just go home, man.”

Niall took a deep breath to ward of his tears before nodding and grabbing his hat off the table, “Bye guys.” He said standing up and leaving without waiting for a response. His boots tapped on the pavement as he made his way to the range rover, telling the fans that he couldn’t stop for pictures. The whole drive back to the house he tried to piece together an apology, he stopped at a gas station and got a bouquet of flowers and all your favorite types of candy. He knew that the flowers and candy would do little to make up for the way he has been acting but it was worth a shot.

When he pulled into the driveway he sighed in relief to see your car still parked but as he looked into the windows he saw that all the lights were off. “Shit.” He muttered under his breath thinking that maybe you got one of your friends to pick you up.

He slowly came into the home and toed off his boots listening for any sign that you were still in the house. Niall had never been so happy to still see your shoes lying on the floor, it was one of his pet peeves that you didn’t put them away on the rack in the closet. He didn’t hear the tv in the den or in the bedroom, it was still fairly early in the evening so he doubted that you had gone to sleep. Wondering around the house he called out for you, “(Y/N)?! Petal, where are ya? I’m sorry I’m such an ass.”

You were still in the bathroom crying, the fight had happened two hours ago but you were still upset. Everytime your tears would slow you’d think about the words Niall said to you and you were right back to sobbing. His sweater was soaked with tears at this point, probably another thing that would make Niall mad at you.

Niall had given up on trying to find you, he walked into the bedroom dropping the bag of candy and flowers on the bed with a huff. He went to go into the bathroom but when he turned the knob and open the door the last thing he expected to see was you sitting on the floor crying with his sweater held tightly in your hands.

Your hair was messily hanging out of your ponytail,  your face was red and blotchy, and your eyelids swollen from crying so much. “Babe..” Niall sighed sinking down to the floor next to you. His presents made you jump, looking up at him you let out a choked sob. All you wanted to do was jump into his arms and hold onto him but he told you you were needy so you stayed where you were.

“Come here princess.” He said sadly pulling you into his chest and rubbing your back. Tears soaked into his shirt but he didn’t care, “I’m so fucking sorry my love. I didn’t mean anything I said. You’re not needy or clingy and nothing is more important than you. I’ve just been really stressed and I didn’t want to burden you with it so I’d just go out.”

“Then why di-d you say that?” You said into his chest, your breath hitched as you tried to talk.

Niall’s heart broke as he heard your voice, “Because I’m stupid and ya know that. I’ve been struggling to get the album together and today was particularly rough, I took that frustration out on you and I’m really sorry about that.”

The two of you sat on the bathroom floor for a good ten minutes before you finally looked up at him, he smiled down at you sadly before pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “Do ya forgive me?” Niall asked.

“Yeah,” You answered. “Do you forgive me?”

“There’s nothing for me to forgive darlin’, ya did nothing wrong. You were right, I wasn’t spending enough time with you. So tomorrow we’re gonna go out for dinner and a movie then I want ya to tag along to the studio with me. Sound good?”

You nodded cuddling closer into his chest. “Why did ya take my sweater?” He asked. You blushed not wanting to tell him but you did anyway.

“I-I just wanted to feel a close to you.” You responded, your cheeks even redder now. Your answer made Niall realize just how much you missed him and it made him feel like shit.

“I’m sorry love.” He whispered into your hair. “Why don’t we go lay on bed instead of sitting on the hard tile. I also got ya all your favorite candy and some flowers.” You chuckled at his thoughtfulness and the fact that he got you candy and flowers to apologize.

Niall helped you stand and led you by your hand into the bedroom where you both stuffed your face with candy while you just enjoyed each other’s company.

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anonymous asked:

I love the fan with son loving BTY story you shared. You described Louis as sardonic. It's a new word to me. I looked it up but I still don't understand. Can you explain please what you mean?

I think Louis can convey irony in his words with a natural verve. Sometimes he does it for jokes, like when he used to make fun of his band mates (“Niall the church boy, more like”… we used to think that the boys made fun of pure, unspoiled Niall, but maybe Louis was making fun of his 1D image?). But recently Louis has used this gift of wit to convey what he really can’t say, in effect conveying the opposite meaning as his spoken words. “My son, I mean he’s not a dog.” “It’s a conspiracy, if you google Larry conspiracy.” “My girlfriend Eleanor-whom-I-love.”

He has a way of using language that gets under the skin and makes one think, “What does he mean?” That’s why I think BTY and JLY are such clever songs, the lyrics speak so clearly to me of a singer who cannot say what he’s in effect saying in the subtext of the songs. I don’t think I’m imagining this, because it’s right there in the songs, “You fuck me up, I’m on the floor screaming,” “Let me be the same.” This is not about love. It’s about the need for self-expression, and the lack of freedom to do so.

When @Louis_Tomlinson tries to do this on twitter, it sometimes comes out wrong, tries too hard. The tone doesn’t have Louis’ wit, and it lacks his wicked humor.

Louis isn’t out for blood just to get a laugh though. You can often sense how much he was loved, how much he loves, and how HUMAN, to use Steve’s word, how vulnerable, frustrated, angry, sad, loving and generous he is. Even when he is ironic, this essential humanity shows through.

I know we always talk about how the boys protect Niall and how much they love him but I feel like we really underestimate the love and support Niall gives to his band mates; to his brother.

Niall is always the one who hugs them when they cry, who comforts them and more importantly he’s the one who stands up for them when anything makes them uncomfortable.

He hugged Harry so hard when he cried in that one interview when he had felt so uncomfortable by the question the interviewer was making. He made sure Harry was alright when he got sick. He made sure to hug Harry hard when they got third place on the X-Factor and he’s done so so much more.

He always make sure to cheer Louis up when he’s mad or uncomfortable. He’s silly and happy around him to make sure Louis stays silly and happy. He laughed so hard when Louis’ voice cracked in that one concert during Moments but then made sure Louis wasn’t upset. He looks up to him so much and he’s always there for him,too.

With Liam he’s always been so soft and gentle. He play fights and tumbles with him all the time but he’s so gentle and careful whenever Liam is upset. The concert right after March 25th Liam had been visibly upset and crying and Niall had walked right over and hugged him from behind until he was sure Liam was okay. When Liam was insecure about anything Niall would make sure he gained his confidence and made sure to have everyone pay attention to Liam so that he wouldn’t feel left out.

When it came to Zayn, their relationship was one of mutual protection. They always made sure the other was fine and happy and smiling and if they weren’t they would take it upon themselves to change that. Niall was the one person that made sure to get Zayn heard. He made sure everyone around them knew he was there and that he shouldn’t be left out. There was one time in the Italy Midnight Memories interview where they’d asked what they loved as kids and Zayn was shy to admit that he had loved the Power Rangers as a kid and I remember him telling Niall as much and Niall making sure that the person interviewing them would pay enough attention to Zayn so that he could say his piece.

He’s the same with every single one of them. He loves them so much and he’s always there to bring comfort to his boys; every single one of them and I think that’s so important.

the wedding video- h.s imagine

After pressing the record button, Niall sat down on the chair across from you. He gave you a thumbs up which you returned back with a smile.

“So Y/N, tell me about what you thought about Harry the first time you met.” Niall read off the list he prepared to ask both you and Harry. With your wedding coming up in a couple of weeks, Niall thought about what he could possibly give you guys as a wedding gift. He wanted to get you guys something special. He wanted to get you something that hopefully one days you guys will cherish. So…he came up with the brilliant idea of creating a pre-wedding video for you guys. He planned to interview you and Harry separately and ask you questions about your relationship. He figured that maybe you guys might want to play it for the guests at the wedding. He also thought in the future, if you guys were ever feeling doubtful or getting through a rough patch in the marriage, you guys would have this video to watch and remember the love you guys have.

You let out a chuckle as you remember the day you met Harry clear as day, three years ago. “The first thought I had about Harry?” You repeated, looking back at Niall, trying to avoid contact with the camera (Niall said that it would look more authentic that way). Niall smiled and nodded his head.

“Clumsy.” You looked down at your lap and shrugged your shoulders as you let out another laugh. Niall softly let out a chuckle himself. “I remember when he was walking up to me, I guess he was so nervous, he spilled his wine on me.”

You shook your head and with a smile, you continued, “He was apologizing a million times a minute. I was laughing the whole time. I remember Harry’s face was as red as a tomato. He promised he would buy me a new blouse.”

Niall smiled, having a mini flashback from when Harry told him about how he spilled his drink on the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life. He remembers Harry’s lazy smile as he described how funny you were and how you even laughed at his God awful puns. “And did he ever buy you a new blouse?”

You looked up at Niall and laughed, “You know what? He actually never did. He did buy me a drink though that night.”

“When did you first realize you loved Harry?” Niall asked as he read out another question.

You remained quiet as you tried remembering. In reality, there were tons of moments where you just stopped for a moment and took a minute to look at Harry and go, “I really love this man.” You tried pin pointing the moment where you knew Harry was it for you. 

Finally you answered, “The first time I realized Harry was when we babysat Freddie for the first time. Louis was in a bit of a pickle and didn’t have anyone to babysit so naturally we volunteered. As soon as Louis left the door, Freddie was an absolute mess. He was crying and screaming off the walls. We didn’t know what to do. It wasn’t until Harry picked up Freddie and whispered into his ear ‘Everything will be okay. Daddy will be back soon’ that he started to settle down. Seeing how well Harry treated Freddie and how he was able to calm him down that quickly, it made me realize that I wanted Harry to be the father to my children one day. Seeing him like that…it made me fall in love.”

As you were telling the story, you were staring at the ring on your finger with a smile. Harry’s always been wonderful with children and you knew, without a doubt, he was going to be the most amazing father.

Niall looked down at his list of questions. He smiled as he read out one of the last questions, “Do you have a message for Harry before the wedding?”

You smiled as you stared directly into the camera. “I love you, Harry. I love you so much my heart hurts. I love how you’re able to make me laugh even when I’m feeling as low as can be. I love your stupid puns even when no one else does. I can’t wait until I’m your wife. Nothing will make me happier.” You paused and wiped your eyes as they began to get teary, “I know in my heart we are meant to be. You’re my soul mate and I am so lucky to get to spend everyday for the rest of my life with you.”

“Alright Harry, I’m just going to ask you some questions, alright mate?” Niall asked as he sat down on his chair across from Harry.

Harry nodded his head as he stared at the blinking red light at the top of the camera. Niall looked down at his questions, debating on what question he should ask first. Finally, Niall asked, “What was going on in your mind as you were proposing to Y/N?”

Harry took a hold of his bottom lip and let out a chuckle as he stared off into the ground. “I was thinking ‘God, I hope I don’t shit my pants’. There I was on one knee, asking the most beautiful girl known to man to spend the rest of her life with me. There’s always that doubt in your mind. Yes, you’ve been with that person for a long time but that doesn’t necessarily mean they want to be in that type of commitment with you. I think any person thinks that as they’re proposing. They think, ‘Please take that leap of faith in me’. And when she said yes…I just couldn’t believe it. Honestly, it took my mind a moment to realize that she said it. To this day, I still can’t believe it.”

“What was your first impression of Y/N?”

“My first impression of Y/N…she’s gorgeous. I saw her from across the room, just standing there and she took my breath away. I knew that I had to talk to her or I would regret it for the rest of my life. Somehow, without even knowing what her name was, I knew she was the one I was going to spend the rest of my life with.” Harry smiled as he looked at Niall.

Niall nodded as he mentally praised himself for having one of the best wedding gifts ever. “What’s your favorite thing about Y/N?”

Harry looked down at his fingers, playing with his rings. “I couldn’t pick just one. I love everything about her. I love how kind her heart is. I love how she never saw me as Harry Styles, celebrity. She saw me as me. Plain, old Harry Styles. In our entire relationship, I never had to worry about her loving me for the wrong reasons. I knew she loved me for who I am. Not my status. I love how she’s beautiful, inside and out. I just love her.”

Niall stood up and stopped the video from recording. He clapped his hands together, “Alright. I think I have enough questions.”

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izzydirectioner5sos  asked:

Do you have any good fics that involve a bet like soft hands one?

oh that’s a good one !! (warning : i haven’t read them all !)

- Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can’t Lose  , by @haydolce : American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers). Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football. A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?   (112k, M)

- Play the Odds , by @alivingfire : Harry and Louis are best friends since childhood who, after a night of drinking, find themselves locked in a bet: first one to kiss the other a thousand times wins. Wins what? They don’t know. Glory, Harry supposes. Bragging rights, though those don’t do much in this economy. All Harry knows is that this is one bet he can finally win. What he doesn’t expect, though, is what happens when he starts kissing his best friend on a daily basis. Namely, he doesn’t expect falling head over heels in love with his best friend. Now all he has to do is make sure the bet never ends, so he never has to stop kissing Louis. (25k, M)

- Is This Seat Taken? , by Lainy122  : Louis makes a bet with Zayn that he can sneak into a music awards event without getting caught, and when he ends up posing as a seat-filling member of staff he runs into superstar Harry Styles and sparks fly.  Que the music. (35k, E)

- The Way You Make Me Feel , by  orphan_account “You couldn’t last a damn day without trying to sleep with me.”“I can last a whole fucking week,” Harry says, rising to Louis’ challenge.“Wanna make a bet on that, Styles?”“You’re on,” Harry grins.Or, Disney AU where Louis and Harry try not to fuck in public places. (7k, E)

- all we do is drive,  by justaboat : It doesn’t make sense, the way Louis can have such an effect on him. From one look, or one stupid bet, Harry’s now street racing, apparently. He hates it. Doesn’t know how to control it, every time he sees Louis looking at him - it comes like an impulse. Without a second thought. No rhyme or real reason to it. He’s just Louis. (46k, E)     

- Dangerous Liaisons,  by  IWillSingWithYou    Niall is the master of deceit and Harry is the master of seduction. Louis is just a very strong willed male model who happens to be straight. When Niall tells Harry he wouldn’t be able to seduce Louis, the bet is on, but Niall’s schemes are hard to avoid. (42k, M)  

- DJ Got the Floor to Shake, by  fauvistfly :  AU in which Harry and Louis are interns at Radio 1. Louis is assigned to Greg, and Harry is assigned to Nick. They have a friendly, competitive relationship that also happens to be charged with sexual tension. Of course Greg and Nick have to make a bet about where these two will be caught in a compromising position because two interns with this much chemistry? It’s inevitable.  (11k, E)

- More than a bet  , by larrysbitchx     :     “I bet you my signed Manchester United jersey, and drinks on me for the rest of the year if you can make him fall in love with you and then dump his arse in a week” Stan said, smirking afterwards and quirking an eyebrow at Louis who was sitting there feeling himself shift in his seat.Or the one where Louis makes a bet to date the art freak, Harry Styles, for a week and dump him. But what happens when he ends up falling hard for him? (13k, E)

- Long Nights, Hard Times , by  drunktuesdays  :     He didn’t offer further explanation, because “I’m in a no-sex bet” would probably cause more questions than it would answer. (4k, E)

- The Coffee Factorby indierection (amandamoraisa) :  The one where Harry’s a musician hired to play ballads on The Coffee Factor and so, so nice that it’s infuriating. Louis, manager of the establishment, also known as the Grinch who stole Valentine’s, kinda of hates the singer’s guts. A bet set between the pair might be the only way to draw them together. (11k, T)

- Please Break My Heart, by  tomlinbum  :  Louis has been wanting to get the shy, nerdy Harry Styles in his bed ever since the first time he’s laid eyes on him. He makes a bet with his mate, Niall, that he can succeed in getting Harry in bed with him before the month is up. Can Louis get Harry to have sex with him or will it be a bit more difficult than intended? (20k, M)


You knew by the way Niall was glaring at you that this was going to be a long day. The boys had been asking you to join them for a round of golf for a while now and when you finally accepted their offer you figured it would be a fun relaxing day. So when you arrived at the golf course dressed and ready for a fun day of swinging clubs to say you were surprised by how professional Harry and Niall looked was an understatement.

“What the bloody hell are ya wearin?” Niall was walking towards you with his eyebrows practically touching his hairline. “Ya can’t go in there dressed like you’re ready fo a yoga class princess.” His voice was harsh as he motioned towards your outfit.

You looked down at your black yoga pants and loose fitting tank top with a pout and when your eyes drifted towards Harry who was giving you a sympathetic smile you couldn’t help but let out a sigh.

“I don’t know what proper golf attire is Niall,” you mumbled as you crossed your arms over your chest all of a sudden feeling self conscious. “I’ve never played before.” You added causing Niall to chuckle as he stepped to your side and slung an arm over your shoulder.

“Well good ting ya got us them hmm?” You just nodded as he pulled you into his side as the two of you made your way towards Harry who was pulling his hair into a bun. “Our princess here needs a bit of a makeover.” You rolled your eyes as Harry leaned over and placed a kiss to your cheek.

“This is gonna be fun.” You shook your head as Harry opened the door to the clubhouse. You were instantly surrounded by fellow golfers who that if you weren’t with Harry and Niall would’ve been throwing you sideways glares.

The man at the desk just smiled and waved at Niall and Harry as the three of you walked by, the three of you rounded a corner and ended up in what looked like a gift shop but strictly for golf gear.

“In ya go love.” You felt Niall give you a gentle push towards the only changing room in the small shop, Harry was already walking around the racks of clothes with a look of concentration on his face.

“This would look good,” You heard Harry’s voice and soon a pink polo and a white skort was being handed to you. You let out a huff as you looked at the bright shade a pink, you knew Harry more than likely had a huge grin on his face knowing pink wasn’t your favorite color to wear for some reason you just never thought it looked right on you.

You quickly changed into the outfit and when you pulled back the curtain you saw Harry’s whole face light up, Niall turned around so he was facing you and when his eyes landed on the skirt his eyes went wide.

“Harry ya knob we can’t have her legs all showin, she’s gonna get gawked at!” You rolled your eyes as Harry just shook his head while Niall rushed around the shop in search for pants.

“Look lovely, like a proper golfer.” Harry’s voice was soft and reassuring as he closed the gap between you and put his arm over your shoulder. “Niall, mate she’s not gonna wear long trousers it’s bloody roasting outside.” You laughed as Harry dropped his arm from your shoulder and went over to where Niall was pulling out a long pair of khaki trousers off the rack.

“Can we get this show on the road?” You asked as you started heading towards the doors that lead you to the golf carts. You heard Niall let out a groan as Harry laughed.

“Look at our princess, shoplifting and golf all in the same day.” Harry’s words made you slap a hand over your face out of embarrassment as you heard Niall’s laugh fill the shop.

“I’ll get it love, you lot jus go get tha cart.” Niall said as he waved you and Harry off.

You smiled as the warm sun hit your face, you slid on your sunglasses and turned to look at Harry who was headed towards a cart that seemed to already have his and Niall’s golf bags loaded on the back. When you made your way over you raised an eyebrow at the bucket of multicolored golf balls that was sitting on top of the backseat.

“Why do we need all these? I thought you only used one ball per game?” You asked causing Harry to give you an impressed smile.

“Can’t have you goin on the course without a few lessons first love.” Harry explained as he slid into the drivers seat.

“We cant have ya goin makin divots all over da course and slowin down other people, need ta show you how to hit the ball and do proper swings and all that.” Niall added as he went around and sat in the back allowing you to take the seat next to Harry. You just let out a sigh as you took your seat and when Harry pressed on the gas Niall nearly dropped the bucket of golf balls due to the slight jerk forward.

“Sorry, so sorry!” You laughed as Harry turned his head and saw Niall shooting him a glare as he slid on his sunglasses. “Now off to the driving range!” His voice was full of enthusiasm and you found yourself feeling excited to learn about golf, something the two of them normally saved just for themselves.

You soon found yourself kneeling on the ground glaring at a hot pink golf ball that you had tried hitting off the tee for at least ten times without managing to hit it once.

“Listen here you little thing, I️ just want to give you a gentle smack and send you flying down a nice squishy grass hill okay? It’s not too much to ask for.” You could hear the sound of Niall and Harry snickering behind you as you spoke. You stood up and fixed the front of your skirt before turning around and glaring at the two of them.

“Ya gotta bend the knees love, to uptight.” Harry explained as he walked over towards you. Niall walked to the station next to you and you watched him in awe as he effortlessly swung his club and with a thwack the ball was sailing towards the end of the hill towards the net that kept the balls from reaching the actual course.

“Make it look so easy.” You mumbled and soon you felt Harry’s hands maneuvering your shoulders and he was leaning over you placing his hands over yours holding the club.

“Just relax, now turn your head and look down the hill and visualize where you want the ball to go.” You rolled your eyes a little as you reluctantly turned and looked down the hill towards where you saw Niall’s go. “Now look at the ball and bend your knees a bit.” His voice was a low whisper in your ear and you did as he instructed and bent your head down to look at the hot pink ball that has been causing you trouble since you first started.

“Oi! Got ta make sure she turns her head as she swings.” You laughed as Harry let out an annoyed groan at Niall’s words of advice.

Harry slightly tightened his hold on your hands as he brought the club back at bit, you kept your head down and when you felt his hands drop from yours you swung the club back and your head went from looking down at the ball to looking down the hill as the same bright pink golf ball made its way down. Your eyes went wide as you turned around and dropped the club on the ground as you saw a grin form on Harry’s face.

“Did you see that?” You squealed as you jumped up and down a bit, that damn pink golf ball might not be by where Niall’s landed but it was off the tee and that was good enough for you.

“Knew you’d be a natural love!” Harry cheered as he wrapped his arms around you in a big hug. You wrapped your arms around his middle as he gave you a big squeeze.

“Keep that up princess and I’m gon ta have to sign you.” You smiled even bigger as Niall joined in on the hug. You knew they were just being polite but this was something you loved about them, they would take the time to teach you and never get frustrated with you when it took you longer than normal to learn.

“Golf isn’t so bad.” You told them as the three of you pulled away from the hug and you bent down and picked up your club. “Think I’m ready for the course now!” Both of their eyes got a bit wide and when Harry slowly turned on his heel and headed to his golf bag you just rolled your eyes.

“Bit more practice lovey.” You just groaned as you watched Niall drop a lime green golf ball onto the tee and then step back.

“Okay little ball, lets just do like your hot pink friend and go down the hill in one go.” You mumbled as you got situated causing Niall to chuckle as he walked back to his station and began setting up his own ball on the tee. You smiled as you looked over your shoulder at Harry who was sipping on a glass of water in the golf cart. This whole golfing experience wasn’t as bad as you thought it was going to be and you could see yourself coming here with them more often.

They Meet Again Part 2

Harry sits across from her, nervously he starts to rotate his ring, pink lips pressed in a line. People where stumbling past them, drunk, laughing, talking, they were happy. He could tell she was nervous as well, she bites her lower lip, anxious. 

“How are you?” Harry asked, clearing his throat and forcing himself to look at the damage he’s done. 

“Fine,” she responds, reaching to tuck her hair behind her ear. 

Her eyes are glossy and her voice is shaky, he can tell she’s going to break soon. He can tell that this is too much for her, he was being selfish yet again. But he couldn’t live with himself knowing that he didn’t at least try. 

“I miss you,” he admits. 

He can hear her suck in a breath, and she looks at her lap, a tear falling on to her black dress, “please don’t,” she whispered. 

“But I do, I messed up-”

“What part did you mess up Harry? Do you even know where everything went wrong? Or do you just miss having someone clean up after you all the time?” She snapped, wiping the tears away and looking up at him, her eye’s aren’t as soft as they used to be, they’re cold, it makes him want to shrink in his seat. 

“I let the fame get to my head,” Harry admits, “I let others use me for fame and I wanted it, I liked the attention, I put them first. Y/N, my priorities were messed up, and I am sorry, I am so so sorry.”

“You made it very clear,” Y/N says, standing, “you want all this,” she motions around the room full of celebrities, expensive gowns, expensive suits, expensive food, “and not me. There is no room in your life for me Harry, you don’t want to.”

“Give me another chance, please,” Harry pleads. 

“Why? So we can be fine for what? Two maybe three months, and then you’re off again and when you come home you treat me like a burden? No-I can’t,” she shakes her head, grabbing her clutch on the table. 

“I still love you,” Harry says. 

“You don’t get to come in here and say things like that!” She says, anger filling up her body, before she can even think she stomps her foot like a child, “you don’t get to tell me you love me, that you’ve missed me, and make me feel bad. I wouldn’t have left if you didn’t hurt me, I wouldn’t have left if you hadn’t said those awful things to me! You don’t get to make me feel bad.”

“So what? That’s it, you’re going to toss three years down the drain because I said some words?” Harry snapped. 

“Some words? You clearly don’t get it,” she turns, but he grabs her elbow, towering over her. 

“Three years Y/N, really, we are going to just let that go?” Harry asked. 

“You waited six months-you didn’t even try afterwards Harry, am I just supposed to wait another six months for you to try and fix our next problem?” she asked.

“I was scared,” he whispered. 

She pulls away from his grip, shaking her head, she turns walking away. 

“This place is a mess Niall,” she laughs softly, seeing Niall’s house once it’s emptied out. 

“Oh yeah,” Niall nods, “I’ll just call a cleaning company in the morning.”

“Good job Niall!” Harry says, walking in from behind her.

He hugs Niall, patting his back, “you’re doing really good,” Harry smiled. 

“Thanks mate,” the irish man grins. 

“I’m just going to head out,” Y/N says, slipping on her jacket, “I’ll see you later.”

She steps outside, the breeze blowing her hair back and she hugs herself, walking down the steps. She hear his steps right behind her, after three years she would be able to pick those steps out of eighty. 

“Y/N,” Harry calls, keeping up with her without a problem, “please, just wait.”

“I’m really tired H,” she says, not bothering to stop. 

“I miss you,” he repeats, running in front of her, making her stop, “don’t you miss me?”

“I do,” she admits, “but that doesn’t change how you treated me-how you ignored me.”

“Just give me one more chance, I swear Y/N, I swear on everything I love, I won’t mess it up,” Harry brushes her hair out of her face, knowing how much she loved it. 

“I’m scared,” she admits as his thumb grazed her lips slightly. 

“I know,” he whispered, “but you don’t have to be, with me you never have to be.”

She reaches up, placing her hand on top of his, “I don’t want to get hurt again,” she says. 

“You won’t,” he promises, “I promise.”

She looks at him, her eyes softening at the sight of him, “can you guys just kiss, I have to lock my gate,” Niall yelled, “I’m tired too!”

She laughs, resting her head on his chest, “only Ni,” she giggled. 

“So?” Harry asked, tilting her chin up, “please?”

She pressed her lips on his, missing the taste, missing him. Harry doesn’t hesitate, reacting to her in a second, “I never stopped loving you, and I don’t I can.”

“Good,” he whispered against her lips, “I don’t want you to.”

anonymous asked:

Actually a lot of people were really quiet about the song today. Just his mates, Lottie, Paul, Helene and Niall. Ben had a pretty muted post. Lou made hers about herself. Olly Murs's is at the same label. Don't think anyone from the band, past songwriters, 5SOS or the usual suspects commented. That's a bit weird actually. Not even Eleanor-- who featured in a handful of the interviews.

That’s too bad. Louis deserves all the support. I did see one of the people he wrote with promoted it. It would be nice if everyone came out big for him publicly, but hey he’s got us!! We’re doing what we can!


request:  Hi, I don’t know how this works, but can you do 1, where like it’s set at the 2013 VMA you’re bffs w Rihanna and you walk up to talk to her and since Harry is behind her, he and EVERYONE looks up and is like star struck bc ur like Beyoncé level famous 😇

hello loves! this will be kind of similar to my other imagine called ‘Celebrity’ but hopefully still unique to your liking. i’ve decided to switch writing prompt lists. this new one came from a very talented writer known as @hardliquorhaz, so check out her writings! send in requests from the new list or whatever you want! hope you enjoy!

Being invited to the VMA’S in 2013 was a very big deal to Harry and the rest of the boys. They were even more happy to find that they had not only been invited, but had been nominated. This was at the start of everything they had, so they were more than glad to attend any award show they were invited to. But they were a bit nervous for most of the event. 

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Niall Horan - “Marry Me” Part Two

Check out part one HERE

Sexual content ahead!

Niall takes a deep breath as he looks himself over. His grey suit, the plain black tie, complete with black and white polka dot socks. He was ready to go. He straightens his tie, pushing it into place tight at the base of his neck. 

“All good, mate?” He turns as the door to the room opens and in walks his groomsmen. Louis walks over to him first, patting him comfortingly on the shoulder. “Yeah?” He questions, his eyebrows raised. 

“All good.” Niall confirms, breaking into a grin, wrapping an arm around his best friend as the group of men cheer. 

“Though’ you migh’ have gotten cold feet on us.” Harry jokes as the group heads for the door. 

“Absolutely not.” And he hadn’t, and wouldn’t. He wanted to marry you, he had missed you so much. He hadn’t seen you for one week exactly. He had spoken to you on the phone every night but it was brief and he missed seeing your gorgeous face. 

“There are the girls. Time for you to go take your place.” Liam turns to Niall after seeing your bridesmaids exit the room the group of you had been getting ready in. You would be following shortly so Niall had to go get in position. 

“Your las’ momen’ as an un-married man. How’s it feel?” Harry gave Niall’s shoulder a supportive pat while Niall grinned. 

“Like the momen’ can’t pass quick enough.” Niall exchanged one last grin with his best mates before giving quick hugs to your bridesmaids. As he walked down the isle then, giving quick hellos to both your family members as well as his own, he couldn’t believe this was all about to happen. Months and months of going over fabrics, venues, cake flavors, to have chicken or beef options, it was all about to happen. It was real. He was about to marry the love of his life.

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#23-Past Abuse (Harry)

Request: Can you do a preference where he finds out you were abused in a past relationship

A/N: If there is the possibility of this triggering you, please don’t read this. This is not meant to romanticize abuse in any way. 

Warning: descriptions of abuse, crying, a nightmare.

You’d woken up that morning, haunted by a dream you’d had that night. It was him, it was always him. He would raise his hand, and bring it down across your face, or he would connect his foot with your ribs. He would squeeze your upper arms or wrists to the point where you thought that your bones would give. You’d try and stay silent, but small whimpers would escape your lips.

“Good morning, love,” Harry said, from behind you. You jumped slightly, before turning and smiling at him.

“Good morning, Harry,” You murmured, walking over to him. He put his arms around you, and you repressed a shiver at the feeling of his touch.

“How are you this morning?” Harry inquired.

“How are you?” You deflected, hoping that he wouldn’t pay attention to the deflection.

“I’m alright, love,” Harry quietly said. “Wondering if you would like to come to lunch with the boys  and I soon?”

“Yeah, that sounds great,” You murmured, giving him a slight smile. You went upstairs to get dressed, showering to try and shake off the memory of your dream. You quickly got dressed, and the two of you left your home.

“Hey, Niall, Liam, Louis,” Harry said, greeting the boys.

“Hey, Harry. Hi, (Y/N),” They greeted, smiling at the two of you. The five of you sat, and you began to look over the menu. The waiter soon came by, and all of you ordered drinks. You ordered dinner soon afterwards, and ate, all of you talking. When it was time to leave, you all stood, and Niall moved towards you. You gasped slightly, biting your lower lip and flinching away from him, fear evident in your eyes.

“(Y/N), are you okay?” Niall quietly said.

“I-I’m fine, Niall,” You whispered, turning towards Harry. “Are you ready to go, Harry?”

“Yeah, let’s go, love,” Harry replied, putting an arm around your waist. You tried to hide your flinch, but, evident from the expression on Niall’s face, it didn’t go unnoticed.

“Harry, can I talk to you for a moment?” Niall inquired. Harry turned towards Niall, and took in the furious expression on his face.

“Sure, Niall. Love, hang out with Liam and Louis for a moment?” Harry inquired.

“Yeah, sure,” You replied, watching the two of them leave.


“What did you do to her, mate?” Niall snapped, his expression furious.

“What? What do you mean, Niall?” Harry asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

“She flinches every time someone comes near her, Harry! She flinched when I went to hug her, she flinched when you put your arm around her! Has someone been hurting her? Because, so help me, if they have….” Niall angrily said.

“She’s been flinching? I mean….she was jumpy this morning, but I just figured she didn’t hear me come in….” Harry whispered.

“You better talk to her, Harry,” Niall sighed, before the two of them walked back into the restaurant.


You and Harry left soon after he came back in, his brow furrowed in worry, which you didn’t notice. Harry drove the two of you home, glancing over at you repeatedly. You stepped out of the car, heading inside. You changed into your pajamas, and slipped under the covers, exhausted from the tension that you felt.

“Love?” Harry called, coming up the stairs. He paused in your doorway, biting his lower lip.

He quickly slid off his jeans and put on a pair of pajama pants, before getting into bed next to you.

“Harry….I’m sorry.” You whispered.

“What are you sorry for, love?” Harry quietly asked.

“For not being honest with you,” You quietly replied.

“It’s okay, love,” Harry murmured, holding his arms out. You moved closer to him, hiding your face in his chest.

“It was my ex-he….he would get so angry with me,” You whispered, tears gathering in your eyes. “He would hurt me.”

“I won’t ever let him near you, love,” Harry quietly said, gently pressing his lips to your forehead. “He won’t touch you ever again.”

Written by Angel xx

So I finally went into my list of bookmarks and tried to find the fave fics i’ve read so far.. and i think this is it :)) Please read the tags and stay safe!! Enjoy x

Autumn Leaves by suspendrs (28k)

“Brave?” Harry frowns, caught off guard. “No, not particularly.”

“You seem brave,” Louis decides, pushing off the wall and stepping on the butt of his cigarette. “You are strong, and you are not mean. That’s good,” he assures, touching Harry’s arm gently.

“Thank you, but that’s not true,” Harry smiles ruefully. “I’m really not anything special.”

Or, Harry is an American soldier in France during World War II, and Louis is a French waiter that doesn’t mean to fall in love with him.

Mute by TroubledPro (123k)

How is love supposed to speak, when one can’t even choke out the words?
Louis’ life was a joke through his witty words.
Harry’s life was a joke through his lack of words.
Louis was classed as a normal child; mentally and physically.
Harry was classed as an abnormal child; mentally and physically.
Louis could speak.
Harry could not.
Harry had progressive mutism.
Louis did not.

Escapade by dolce_piccante (146k)

In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. 

He’s rich. He’s handsome. He’s reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

As You Are by zarah5 (139k)

AU. Five years after The X Factor launched his career as a radio host and songwriter, Louis Tomlinson returns as a judge. Falling for a contestant is the last thing he needs. It’s also against his contract.

The only reason Harry auditions for The X Factor is because his best mate signed the two of them up as some kind of joke. Harry doesn’t get the big deal—not until he’s faced with this season’s judges and realises that one of them used to be his desperate, impossible teenage crush.

And down the long and silent street by whimsicule (86k)

The year is 1881 and if you’re alone in this world you might as well be dead, because starving dogs have no mercy.

Or: Wherein Louis and Harry are on the opposite ends of the social ladder, but their paths still cross on the filthy streets Louis calls his home. The odds are staked against them from the beginning, and even more when Louis’ past finally catches up with him.

With All My Heart, And More by littlelady (32k)

“A young John Doe, probably in his mid-twenties. He was found out on the street, lying in the snow completely beaten up, covered in blood. Internal bleeding, collapsed lung, the bones in his leg completely shattered, sprained wrist, dislocated shoulder, severe concussion, cut and bruised all over. He had more broken ribs than whole.”

“Is he in the ICU? Room 405?”

“Is he one of yours?”

“Yeah, looks like it.”

When Harry is left to die after having gotten abused and seriously injured by his ex-boyfriend, he is brought into the hospital where Louis works as a nurse. Louis instantly feels the need to take care of him, maybe a bit more than he usually does with his other patients. But only because Harry survived the abuse, it doesn’t mean that they are out of the woods yet. They still have a long and hard journey ahead of them filled with cries, fear and pain, but also with joy, laughter and lots of love.

domestic monsters series by g_uttertrash (234k)  

(this is the summary of chapter 1: come on, jump out at me)

Harry is a witch from a long line of power, an ancient line that’s one of the strongest left alive in their hemisphere. He can cast spells without a word if need be, fly on a broomstick, and has a black cat (a kitten, really) named Felix that is his animal familiar. He can shape galaxies in his cupped hands and can destroy them just as easily. He can choose exactly how to use his power, for encouragement and support, or for more nefarious causes if he wishes to.

And as fate would have it, he’s scared of haunted houses.

(Harry is a witch who carries around a stuffed pumpkin, Louis is a vampire with too much time on his hands, and their best mates Zayn & Niall aren’t exactly what they seem…)

Shake Me Down by AGreatPerhaps12 (209k)

Harry’s new to college, fresh out of Catholic school and conversion therapy camp, and Louis runs the campus LGBTQIA organization.

Bring Your Body Baby (I Could Bring You Fame) by theboyfriendstagram (84k)

Eighteen year old Harry Styles just graduated high school and landed a summer job as a waterboy for his favorite football team. His job description is simple: be ready to hand water and towels to players if needed. That didn’t seem to include Louis Tomlinson though, a twenty-three year old, recently transferred Paris Saint-German player, who seems to like making Harry’s job much more difficult than it has to be.


A self-indulgent AU that takes place over the summer of 2015. 18 year old Harry hates pining after people he can’t have, and 23 year old footballer Louis loves flirting with people even though it never means anything.

we’re still going, eight in the morning by nooelgallagher & yoursongonmyheart (32k)

Harry washes his hands quickly before grabbing his phone. His screen lights up to 3 notifications.

DJTommo is now following you!

@DJTommo mentioned you in a tweet!

Direct Message from @DJTommo!

Harry yelps, throwing his phone to Niall who just barely catches it.

Niall looks down at the phone, seeing first the tweet, then the DM. He tosses the phone back to Harry, who nearly drops it. “What are ya doing, mate! Answer him!”

Harry thinks for a moment about what he wants to say. This is his chance to actually talk to Louis Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson messaged him directly. He can say anything he wants. He begins typing, his fingers shaky.

Niall comes over to stand next to Harry and peers down, looking to see what he wrote. When he does, he lets out a groan.

…Or, the one where Harry owns a bakery, Louis is a radio DJ, and Niall and Liam roll their eyes at their incessant flirting.

hold onto you stars by vashtaneradas (16k)

au; harry’s in the army, louis’ back home, and ninety days is a lifetime.


request:  Yo! You should do one where harry and y/n go out to karaoke (y/n is also a singer) and sing “endless love” (Harrys go to karaoke song but normally has no one to sing it with) as a joke but then once the end of the song comes by they have completely forgotten about everyone around them and in that moment fallen in love with each other.

hello loves! so this is absolutely crazy, ‘Dust’ got 200 notes within the first 12 hours of it being posted, which has never happened before! i love all of you and your kind words that you send me! anyways, keep sending in requests from this drabble list, or whatever you want! hope you enjoy!

Niall Horan is a hopeless romantic. Yes, he believe in love at first sight, even though he gets teased relentlessly about it. He wants everyone to find there true love. He hasn’t found that person yet, but he knows that shes out there. But when he sees two of his closest friends alone, knowing full well that they are perfect for each other, he knows exactly what to do.

You weren’t, exactly, a hopeless romantic. You believed in love, you believed in marriage, you believed in the attraction to someone, but you didn’t think love at first sight existed, you didn’t believe that there was one specific person in the world for you; you believed that you could fall in love with multiple people in your lifetime. Niall, being your best friend, wasn’t having any of that. He knew who your other half was. Coincidentally, Harry felt the same way as you. He never believed in love at first sight. But Niall knew that you two would change your minds as soon as you guys got into that special moment. 

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