It hurts, I don’t know how it happened but in a moment I was helping my 3 years old son in car seat, another moment I was crushed between the car door and the car it self.
I still can’t believe how paparazzi can be like this but maybe photographing Harry styles wife and son is something they kill for.
And now my shoulder hurts like hell. I hold steering wheel with one hand because the other one was obviously out of work for some time.
We’re in London visiting Harry’s mother however harry is in France for an interview, he’ll join us tomorrow and there’s no way I tell him about this incident to him. He’ll goes mad and he doesn’t need more stress than he already have.
“Hey baby shhh , it’s over, we’re ok , going to see grandma, aren’t you exited?” I tried to calm Evian, which his sobs still can be heard.
“Sweetie it’s ok” I tried one more time but poor baby is scared “I’m sure grandma has some ice cream waiting for you” this actually worked “weally?” He asked much calmer and put his finger in his mouth.
His sucking is another bad habit of him, doctor said it’s because he doesn’t pass that stage when he was younger. With his mother leaving him harry was in a bad stage emotionally when I first met him one year ago.
Evian isn’t my biological son but blood doesn’t limit our family, he’s so precious to me.
“I’m sure there will be” let’s hope Anne has some ice cream.
“Ok mama” he said looking outside window.
We get to Anne in no time but moving out was another process. I couldn’t hold Evian and bag both in my hand. “Mommy’s gonna hold you with one hand, ok sweetie, can you hold me tight?” I’m not weak but still I need to make sure we’ll get in safely.
He nods his head as I engulfed him in my arm. He grans my shoulder which makes me hiss but I keep it quite for the sake of him. I’m gonna need a Doctor for sure.
Anne opened the door “oh look who’s here? My favorite” Anne said as Evian jumps in her arms which I hissed this time louder and it gets Anne’s attention.
“Go on sweetie, auntie’s in living room” Anne puts Evian down as he runs somewhere looking for Gemma.
“Hi mom” I greet her , she tried to hug me but I denied my another shoulder in her embrace, it was totally painful. She narrowed her eyes as she eyed me “darling you’re pale, are you ok? Are you in pain?”
She asked and I couldn’t hold it anymore, I was really in pain , but at least I hold my tears.
“Actually I had a little incident with paparazzis. I think I hurt my shoulder badly” I told her. She tried to get a look “oh my goodness, you need a doctor, how it happened?”
She helped me out of my coat to get a better look “it’s purple all over” she whispered “I don’t know, I think they pushed each other which pushed door on me as I was helping Evian in car”
I told her , she grabs her bad and car keys “Gemma, come here a minute” he called out “we’re going to hospital, your shoulder may have been dislocated” she said sadly, I truly hate hospitals and thinking about going through something as big as dislocated shoulder brings tears in my yes one more time.
“B-But I’m going to work, I-I can’t have a-a cast on” I tried to hold my sobs but it was useless, I wish harry was here with me.
“Mom, do you ….. oh what’s wrong ? Y/n are you ok?” Gemma comes closer to me , she was hesitating not knowing what’s the matter “she needs a doctor” she glanced at Anne “why?” “Well a little bit incident with paparazzis” Anne answered as she guide me to door “oh and don’t tell harry if he calls” I said before Anne can closes the door.
At hospital everything was fast. It wasn’t dislocated but so close to. However doesn’t make it any better because I still needed a cast.
“Don’t hold anything heavy with it , get a child rest for a week” Doctor gave me some painkillers to make it more bearable.
In car Anne’s phone start calling. It was Gemma so I answered because she was behind the wheel. “Gemma?” I asked sorry about Evian. We were gone for few hours and Evian is so attached to me. He must have had a bad day. Poor my baby.
“Yeah , actually no, harry called me million times , apparently there’s a video of you getting hurt and he saw it. At first I tried to deny it but when he found out you’re at hospital he goes crazy, said he’ll be here as soon as possible because you’re not answering your phone as well so he thinks it’s something big and we’re hiding it” I shake my head “oh that man!, I’ll give him a call”
Anne gave me a look as I called harry “he’s so stubborn sometimes” I tell her waiting for him to answer “he’s so worried about you”
“Y/n oh my goodness, are you ok? Are you at hospital? Sweetheart don’t worry I’m on my way” he said without letting me answer “harry no, I’m ok, it was just bruised, nothing major honey” I tried to call him “you know I’m worried, it looked so bad in video”
I shake my head remembering he can’t see me “it’s nothing important, don’t cancel your job for me. Till tomorrow that you’re here nothing will happen. Ok? Please harry” I tried. He can’t just leave everything for nothing.
It was silent for few seconds and I could hear him taking deep breath trying to decide what to do. “You’ll be safe?” Finally he asked “I will stay with Anne. Don’t worry” he doesn’t say anything but I know he nods. “And Evian is fine. Staying at home with Gemma. I’m sorry this happened, but he’s fine” I feel guilty, I should’ve been more careful, anything could’ve happened for him. My baby.
“I know he’s safe with you don’t be ridiculous” once more tears come down “I love you harry” he breathes deeply “I love you more. Can’t wait to see you , hold you in my arms. Wish I could do something for you” he’s far and feel guilty for not taking care of his family “you can kiss it better tomorrow” I suddenly remembered Anne, glanced at her. She was smiling but her eyes were on road “I will kiss every where baby”
I couldn’t ask for anything better I love him so much and so thanks full for the family he gave me.
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eu qro c N,eles nmram.Ele é tímido e ela é bem bagunceira e popular.Eles vão na festa de Halloween do colégio. Ele vai c uma fantasia nerd e ela c uma puta fantasia sexy,e ele cmça a se sentir inseguro pq acha q ela é d+ p ele.Na festa os boys + populares do colégio tentam ficar c ela e ela da fora em todos,até q o + popular tenta e ela irritada grita “EU NAO QUERO FICAR C NGM PQ EU JA TENHO QM EU AMO CMG E SIM O N DA DE 10 A 0 EM CD UM DE VCS” ele fica super feliz e + confiante
- Você sabe que eu não me sinto nem um pouco confortável indo para essas festinhas com o pessoal popular, né?!
- Mas, Niall, é Halloween! Nós precisamos aproveitar! - Eu digo animada. - Vamos! Por favor! Eu não quero ir desacompanhada e já é amanhã!
- O que você não me pede sorrindo que eu não faço chorando, não é? - Niall me abraça e me puxa para mais perto do seu corpo.
Seria a primeira vez que sairíamos juntos, em público e com o pessoal da escola junto. Eu estava ansiosa pela companhia de Niall, mas também receosa, pois, a última coisa que eu queria era seu constrangimento.
- Já sabe o que vai vestir? - Ele me pergunta e alguns beijinhos são deixados no meu pescoço.
- Vou de líder de torcida. Minha irmã foi assim na última festa da turma dela, então a fantasia já está pronta. - Eu digo e me viro para ficar de frente para ele. Quando faço isso, seu perfume fica mais evidente vindo dos travesseiros e da roupa de cama. - Eu já disse que amo seu perfume?
- Já! Várias e várias vezes. - Ele diz e me puxa para um beijo.
Suas mãos na minha cintura, fazem a pressão exata para me fazer gemer baixinho; mal noto quando estou sentada em seu colo e debruçada sobre seu corpo enquanto o beijo, suas mãos apertam meu bumbum e as minhas bagunçam seus cabelos.
- Acho melhor a gente parar. Sua mãe está em casa. - Eu digo baixinho, perto de seus lábios e deixo um selinho neles.
- Eu não acredito que você provocou para nada. - Ele diz indignado, mas o sorriso nos seus lábios mostra o quanto ele está se divertindo.
- É por que você não está vendo meu estado. - Eu murmuro e o beijo mais uma vez.
- Acho melhor descermos, posso não responder pelos meus atos dentro desse quarto. - Ele murmura e rindo, saímos os dois do quarto.
- Nos vemos na aula? – Eu pergunto do lado de fora da casa de Niall.
- É obvio! – Ele sorri e me abraça. – Obrigado por vir me fazer companhia hoje. – Ele beija minha bochecha.
- Não precisa agradecer. Diz que eu mandei um beijo para Dona Maura. – Ele concorda com a cabeça e eu estico meu corpo para beija-lo nos lábios. – Até amanhã.
Caminho algumas quadras até chegar em casa encontrando minha mãe e irmã por lá. Jantamos e vou para o quarto descansar.
No dia seguinte, acordo animada para a festa e já acordo enchendo Niall de mensagens para saber com que fantasia ele iria.
- Bom dia, mãe! - Eu digo deixando um beijo em seu rosto.
- Bom dia, (S/A). - Ela sorri terna para mim. - Como estão as coisas? Tudo ocorreu bem nessa semana?
- Está tudo bem. A semana foi corrida, falta pouco para a semana de provas, então, temos que correr contra o tempo. - Eu pego suco na geladeira e frios para fazer sanduíche. - Hoje, vou ir à uma festa com Niall e com o pessoal da escola. Está bem?
- Com que roupa você vai? - Ela pergunta tomando café em seguida.
- Vou usar a mesma fantasia que Ana usou ano retrasado. - Ela concorda com a cabeça.
- Eu já tenho que sair. Nos falamos mais tarde? - Eu concordo.
- Bom trabalho!
Depois de arrumar minha bagunça na cozinha, organizo meu quarto e fico jogada sobre a cama vendo série até a hora de começar a me arrumar.
Visto a sainha curta e o cropped em cores vermelho e amarelo, calço um tênis branco, passo chapinha no cabelo e passo maquiagem de maneira rápida.
Estou saindo do quarto com o celular e os ingressos para festa na mão quando dou de frente com minha mãe que segurava dois pompons em frente ao rosto e sorria animada.
Conversamos rapidamente e quando abro a porta de casa, Niall está lindo. E extremamente fofo.
- Sempre achei você um nerd mesmo. - Eu digo o abraçando pela cintura.
- Vamos, temos um monte de gente chata para eu aguentar. - Ele resmunga e entramos no carro para ir até a festa.
Quando entramos no pátrio da casa, os olhares se voltam para nós dois e eu seguro firmemente a mão de Niall para que ele não solte a minha.
- Vamos pegar algo para beber? - Eu digo para ele que tem os olhos arregalados.
- Eu espero você por aqui. - Ele diz e suas bochechas coram.
Caminho entre as pessoas que estão ao meu redor e tenho o braço puxado por dois ou três caras que nunca vi. Para alguns instantes para conversar com minhas amigas que elogiaram Niall até demais, cumprimentos algumas pessoas que já havia visto na escola e quando consigo chegar a mesa de bebidas, as sirvo em copos para mim e Niall.
A volta até o ponto em que Niall estava foi outra briga.
- Oi, (S/A)! - De longe, vejo Alan acenando e caminhando na minha direção.
- Oi, Alan! Me desculpe, não posso conversar agora. - Eu dou de ombros e tento desviar do seu corpo. Mas foi totalmente em vão.
- Ah, vamos (S/A), só um beijinho! Estou louco para provar essa boca maravilhosa! – Alan me prensa contra a parede e tenta diversas vezes encostar seus lábios nos meus.
Como já havia perdido a pouca paciência que me restava, pego as bebidas que ainda segurava e jogo sobre a cabeça do cara vestido de jogador de futebol americano.
- Isso é para você aprender a não mexer com mulher comprometida. – Eu digo antes que ele abra a boca para reclamar do banho que havia dado nele. – E mais uma coisa, estou com Niall a meses, e ao contrário do que muitos pensam, ele é uma pessoa incrível e muito melhor do que você e vários caras que deram em cima de mim hoje e em menos de cinco minutos depois de eu ter chegado na festa. E em muitos sentidos, ouviu bem? Ou vai querer que eu desenhe?
Quase instantaneamente Alan sai da minha frente e eu caminho lentamente em direção de Niall que abre os braços para me abrigar entre eles.
- Não precisava de todo esse show, mas fiquei feliz em saber que sou suficiente. – Ele diz no meu ouvido.
- Vai por mim, suficiente é apelido para você. – Ele sorri e me beija pela primeira vez naquela noite.
- Não fica enchendo minha bola por que se não eu já fico me achando. - Ele beija minha bochecha e segura minha mão.
‘Hidden Behind A Book’ - Harry has to hand back a book for his mum at an old bookstore, resulting in him finding a girl called, (Y/N), revealing if he is ready to date again, after a hard love life.
‘A Small Coffee Date’ - Harry finally has the guts to ask out (Y/N), he decides upon taking her to a coffee shop, where he slowly learns more about her.
‘Led On’ - Harry leads her on, not telling (Y/N) about the other girl.
‘Poor, Baby’ - (Y/N) figures out that Harry is ill, therefore she tries her best into carrying for him.
‘Sick’ - Harry finds out that (Y/N) is sick, not knowing what to do since she is never sick.
‘A Meeting’ - Harry meets (Y/N)’s parents after a while dating, but what he learns is that her parents are not typical parents.
‘A Small Party’ - When Harry and (Y/N) go to a party for a small ‘get together’ that turns out to them coming out with the relationship without them knowing.
‘Stress and A Bath’ - Harry comes home stress, and upset, all he wants to do is have a bath, and relaxed, but what if it turns into more… (SMUT)
‘Distracted’ - Harry takes his wife to Jamaica, but he made it very clear that she could not bother him. (MINOR SMUT)
‘Mummy’s Boy’ - Harry is left with the kids for the weekend, making him try to plan and enjoy the path of single parenting for a while, resulting in a painful experience.
‘Boys are yucky, Sweetheart.’ - Harry and the missus decided to go to the mall one day to pick up a few items, but when their daughter points out her crush to her daddy, some jealousy and lectures come into view.
‘A Naughty Photo Album’ - Harry and (Y/N) kept an album dated back to the time they got engaged, full of cheeky pictures, as well as, adorable. But when the kids find it, a lot of trouble fulfils.
‘Can’t Have Kids’ - Harry bugs (Y/N) about the future ahead of them, but what will happen if she breaks the fact that the future they want, they may not be able to have.
‘A Delayed Flight’ - It was simple, she was quiet, he was intrigued, and a two A.M. conversation. (Y/N)’s flight was delayed, and he was waiting for his. But, her boredom is fixed with Harry beginning a conversation with a girl who has big dreams.
‘Her Soldier’ (Dunkirk!Alex) - She was born poor, married rich and had a lot of talents. But, that was beside the point. Her one thought at the moment was saving him, her husband. Over the course of the dreading hours of being on a ship, waiting for it all out, her mind floods and replays the memories of them.
‘A Chipped Mug’ (Teacher!Harry) - One goal was in her life, and that was success. It was a café that started everything, that and a cup of coffee. Yet, they both didn’t know what was coming their way.
‘From the Dining Table’ - Based off of the song. He knew he made a mistake, but how was he suppose to get over it. All he knows is that she is gone, and she is never coming back.
‘Mustard Yellow Scarf’- (Painter!Harry) - She’s confident, but he wants to take his level of art to the next level. He wants to show her he loves her, every part of her, and what better way to show that by painting her with only a scarf on…a mustard yellow scarf.
‘Only Angel’ - Based off the song. He met a girl who seemed to be a good girl, yet she wasn’t. She fit all the categories, but one. He came to conclusion that she must be an angel. (MINOR SMUT)
‘My Odds Are In Your Favour’ - Hunger Games AU. YN came from a hardcore life of surviving; Harry too. But, they’ll do anything to stop the games and to continue their love.
When Harry meets a girl from his past, not knowing how she has taken a spin from the innocent, fun girl she used to be, making him enter a relationship that was the same, but not the innocent part. He is met with troubles of her life, including alcohol, and men. Based on the song, ‘Kiwi’ by Harry Styles
Divorce. It can mean a lot of things, freedom, a new start and forgetting. Or, it can be evil, regrettable, and lost. He did something secretive, and hurtful. He did something devious. And who is to pay? Her? Him? or their family?
Styles Incorporated, a big-time company in the middle of London, England. Owned and started by the Styles family, thirty years ago. It took over many companies’ profits with their ideas and prepositions; making them a huge company fast. Harry Styles, himself took over the company only five years ago, creating bigger success than his father. He constantly worked, continued the same routine every day, had a few girls in his life, but never had time for a wife. Until a young intern comes in.
Everyone has known Harry and (Y/N) for the longest of time, they are just waiting for the day where they admit their feelings. Harry knows she hates love, he never knew why, but they all reckon they are both just too stubborn to admit their love. Yet, they don’t know what goes on in between the sheets, which ends up with a nice positive on a stick. Let’s see what’ll happen.
‘The Little Café Down The Street’ - Under constant stress and a low level of patience, Niall decides to sit down at a café he saw at the side of the road to unravel, letting him meet a new girl, (Y/N). He continues going there for several days till he finally asks her out.
‘A New Beginning’ - When (Y/N) gets a new job that can determine her future, it turns out to be a stress that works for her, with Niall’s help and understand she tries to work through it.
‘A Chat In A Pub’ - Louis just came back touring and all he wants for a little bit is a good beer, and a large open mind, but when he sees a new girl he has never seen before, working there, he can’t help but start a chat with her.
‘A Little Bit Of A Kitchen Mess’ - Louis takes in action to make a meal for his wife after a stressful week, but when she decides to annoy him in the most irritating matter, it involves a little bit of food.
‘Try’ - Louis and the Missus are trying their best to have a child, constant trying is making them tired, she took the act of trying to talk it out.
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Description: Harry receives a brief break from tour to visit home. Once arriving at his apartment, he finds a sleeping Y/N and reminisces on their relationship together.
Word Count: 1,401
The maximum number of days that they could grant him was three. Had this been during the days of touring with his band mates, he would have chuckled at the idea of returning home for three days and contently reject the offer. Instead of traveling home, he would take advantage of the inconceivable opportunities that his career provided. His three days would consist of exploring unfamiliar cities, experiencing diverse cultures, and meeting magnificent people. When these three days would reach its conclusion, he would return to the demanding life of an international star.
However, all of this felt like an entire lifetime ago. He knew that this could no longer be an accurate representation of himself, for never in a million years would he now refuse the opportunity to return home. After all, home is the place he would leave his heart each time that he had to return to touring, for he always left his heart with her.
As he approached the front door of his luxurious London flat, the butterflies swarming in his stomach became undeniable. With sweat trickling down the back of his neck and the acceleration of his heartbeat, an amused smile fell across his face, for he knew all of this meant that he was about to see her.
Unlocking the front door and gently pushing it open, he stepped into the porch of the brightly lit flat. Kicking off his shoes in anticipation, he had to stop himself from sprinting to find her. However, upon entering into the spotless kitchen, he was startled by the decorations hung throughout the apartment. With countless balloons taped to all the walls, confetti sprinkled along the kitchen counters, and a larger banner that said, “Welcome Home,” he pushed his hand through his head of curls and snickered at his girlfriend’s cuteness.
Expecting her to jump out and surprise him with her typical bubbly personality and radiant smile, he was disappointed when she did not make an appearance. With furrowed eyebrows out of pure confusion, he began to pace throughout the house in attempt to pinpoint his girlfriend.
It was in his modern living room that he was finally able to locate her. As soon as his eyes fell upon her, everything just felt right. All of his stresses completely vanished, his body regained control over the lack of sleep, and he finally felt at home once again.
One shots based on Harry, his missus and there four kids. Starting from the beginning right thorough till the end.
‘No matter what happens, through the good and the bad. I love you and all our little ones and it’ll always be us, always, till the end of time.’
- Only Angel - COMING EVENTUALLY
(Y/N) is the innocent of innocent, an angel, she’s never kissed a guy before let alone done anything else and when she becomes friends with Harry Styles she can’t help but feel comfortable enough to let him be her first.
Evie Jones, thought that she had her life figured out, all of her ducks were in a perfectly aligned row, until something happened, one little emotion that shook her life up like an earthquake knocking everything she knew to the floor. Love was what had gotten her into this mess but it could also dig her out. She has no love for her ex who cheated on her, she has a lot of love for her best friend who she is to afraid to tell and she has a little love growing inside her and she doesn’t know who the father is.
Alex AU - Smut, Angst, Fluff - Words 5.4k - First Person
It scared me to see him like this, this wasn’t the Alex I was used too. The Alex I one knew would have come home and cupped my cheeks in the warmth of his large hands and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me hard until I was breathless and I had to latch on to him just keep myself steady. Now he wouldn’t even look me in the eye.