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Updated w the latest fic (Distant Friend)! It was based off a dream I had whoops. Not sorry tbh.
Masterlist
I’ll try to keep this as updated as possible!
All tfln (texts from last night) here!
Harry:
A Meant-to-be Accident: You and Harry have been friends for ages and are both madly in love with each other, without the other one knowing. One day, you and Harry accidentally kiss, and the rest is history.
Happy Birthday!: Your friends threw you a birthday party but it’s become too much for you to handle, so you grab a bottle of wine and go up to the rooftop.
Distant…Friend?: You call your best friend harry after one of his performances. he’s worn out and about to go to bed but he makes time for you and gives you relationship advice….Which leads to a little more than you expected.
Louis:
Math Class: Louis and Y/N have been secretly crushing on each other for longer than they can remember. They finally have a class together and, much to Lou’s excitement, Y/N sits next to him.
Amusement Park: You had been friends with Louis for couple years and were quite close. However, after an afternoon spent in an amusement park and a spontaneous adventure planned, you both felt something new blossoming. Part 2
Liam:
My Favorite: You’ve been a stagehand for the boys ever since their first tour. So far, you had done a great job at avoiding your favorite member (Liam), so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself. Eventually, your luck runs out.
#Harry Styles#harry styles fanfiction#one direction#1d#My writing#masterlist#solo harry#solo harry styles#harrie
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Distant...Friend?
Synopsis: You call your best friend harry after one of his performances. he’s worn out and about to go to bed but he makes time for you and gives you relationship advice….Which leads to a little more than you expected.
Word Count: 1.6k words!
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Distant...Friend?
This was another fic loosely based off of a dream I had! It’s a good thing I dream about Harry geez. Otherwise I’d be way slower to update.
Synopsis: You call your best friend harry after one of his performances. he’s worn out and about to go to bed but he makes time for you and gives you relationship advice....Which leads to a little more than you expected.
Word Count: 1.6k words!
Harry is absolutely knackered, to put it simply. He’s just gotten back to his hotel room after performing, not even pausing to take off his concert outfit--They can just pick it up tomorrow, he thought--The whole wardrobe team would have wanted to do a full session of carefully (not to mention painstakingly) taking back the outfit, ironing it, and hanging it back up on the rack, all while undoubtedly keeping pleasant conversation with Harry, who was simply too worn out to socialize right now. Don’t get him wrong, he loved his team, and he loved his outfit (black flared pants and a pink, sparkly, bedazzled jacket with a white, billowy chiffon shirt underneath), but Harry gets a bit fussy when he’s tired so it would be in everyone’s best interest if he just went back to his hotel room, he thought.
He could barely keep his eyes open long enough to figure out how the lock mechanic on his door worked (why does every hotel always have a different type of lock?), he can never figure them out if he’s honest, especially when he’s about to pass out from exhaustion at any second now. Finally, he somehow manages to get in and lock the door behind him, leaning up against the back of the now-closed door. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, he’d give anything to be naked right now. Just the mere thought of slowly and carefully removing his custom Gucci outfit made him whine like a baby. He really was glad no one was here to listen to him.
Just as he started to unbutton his trousers, his phone vibrated, still on silent from performing. Your smiling face lit up the screen, it was a picture the two of you took last Christmas when you took a picture with Santa—you two were the oldest ones there by far, which made all the parents give you nasty looks, probably because they were stuck with a bratty kid who had been crying for 30+ minutes, but hey, it’s their fault for having the kid.
Seeing your face, he smiled. He hasn’t gotten to talk to you nearly as much as he usually does, due to his extremely demanding tour schedule. He truly does feel bad for it, doesn’t want you to feel unimportant or ignored, even though each time you assure him that you completely understand, that it’s the price of being best friends with a world famous pop-star. He gave up on his pants, leaving them unbuttoned, and picked up his phone gingerly.
“I’ve missed ya, love,” is the first thing he says, he never felt right giving you a simple greeting.
“Hi, Haz,” you sighed. As soon as he heard the deflated tone of your voice, he sat up against the headboard of his bed, determined to stay awake for you—you sounded like you needed help.
Harry’s brows furrowed. “Wha’s the matter, love? Are y’alright?”
“Well...it’s Don, ya’know?” At your words, Harry rolled his eyes, thankful that you couldn’t see him. Don was your boyfriend, everyone knew the bloke was useless—everyone except Y/N, that is. You continued, “Haz, I know everyone thinks I’m mental for staying with him, but they don’t know what it used to be. How it used to be. When we first started dating, he was the perfect guy. Always so reassuring and innocent. I knew I was his whole world, and he was mine. He was the one who was more into the relationship in the beginning, not me. Now it’s all me.”
The line grew silent, while switching positions (he was now lying on his bed on his tummy), Harry was racking his brain for the best advice to give you, even though he’s told you the same thing each time, just different variations. He spoke in a soft, reassuring voice--one he knew helped soothe you when you were anxious, “Love, no one thinks you’re mental, we jus’ want wha’s best for yeh. Yeh love Donny boy so much that you can’t see how miserable yeh really are. Haven’ heard yeh this upset since your fish died las’ year.”
Y/N laughs silently, puffing air through her nose. Harry can hear it through the phone, and he knows he’s doing something right. He smiles. “Don’t remind me of her, ‘else I’ll turn into a blubberin’ baby and soak my phone with my tears,” She let out another sigh. “Harry...This time was different. He’s made me cry so many times before, but this time I think it was intentional.”
Harry tensed, voice getting deeper as he immediately asks “Wha’ do y’mean?”
“I was having an anxiety attack—I’ve been getting them a lot lately,” because of the way Don is treating you, he wanted to say, but he kept that himself. “I was overthinking everything and convinced myself that he didn’t want to be with me and I decided that instead of freaking out about it, why don’t I just ask him and get it over with? So I did,” There was a pause on the line, then random noises, Harry guessed Y/N was moving around. “Hi, honey….I’m on the phone right now, I can cook dinner after I get off…No, I didn’t wash your clothes yet, I was getting a project done. My deadlines tomorrow….Don, please calm down. I’ll do it while I’m making dinner….I’m still on the phone, Don….I’ll be down in 10 minutes. Watch the telly until I get back, you won’t even miss me.” The sad part about that last part, Harry thought, is that it’s probably true. There was some more shuffling on the other end, followed by the sound of a door closing, Harry guessed she went upstairs for some privacy. “Hi, sorry. He came home. I couldn’t focus all day, been worryin’ too much. Just made up the whole deadline bit. Maybe I should be an actor like you.”
Harry gave a small chuckle in reply, even though all he could think of was how Y/N felt like she had to put on a fake smile and joke around like everything was just a field of daisies and that she wasn’t hurting inside. “Continue on with your story, pet. Y’stopped after saying y’told him ‘bout your anxieties.”
“So I told him, and he sighed—sighed like he was hurting, too. I thought oh no, this is it, he’s finally going to end things, and I panicked even more, of course, and started crying. He just looked at me. Didn’t even grab my hand or anythin’. Jus’ looked at me like he didn’t know what to do, when he knows I’ve told him—even made him a list—of how he can help me when I’m having an anxiety attack. But of course each time he “doesn’t know what to do” and “thinks I’m over-reacting”. Haz, we’ve been dating for a year. When did it all go so wrong?”
Harry sighed, thinking of the nicest way possible to say this (his motto wasn’t Treat People With Kindness for nothing), “If he does that, then he’s not for you, button,” he says as he rolls over onto his side, switching the phone into his other ringed hand, his once-crisped-trousers becoming wrinkled. “Y/N, you are literally the sun. You are so bright, so amazin’, that Don literally looks like a piece of scum on your arm. He doesn’ deserve yeh. He deserves someone more on his level, ‘n tha’s nowhere near you. Kitten, you are amazing, ‘n he’s keepin’ you from seein’ your full potential. Keepin’ you from succeeding ‘n definitely not keepin’ yeh happy. Dare I say, ‘think even I would be a better boyfriend, ‘n I’m halfway across the world more than I am physically with you.”
Harry heard a sigh on the other end of the phone, followed by silence. Finally, she said “You’re right, H. You’re always right. I do agree with you though, you would be a better boyfriend.” Harry was glad that she couldn’t see him nervously biting his bottom lip.
He ran his tongue over his lips before he spoke. “Let me prove it to yeh, love.” He ran a ringed hand through his mess of curls atop his head.
Y/N’s breath hitched in her throat, her voice barely a whisper when she said, “What?”
Harry cleared his throat, trying desperately to put his thoughts into words. “Let me prove it to ya—Show yeh how a proper guy should treat ya. I may not know much, but growing up with two women, I learned a few things ‘bout how they like to be treated—How they need to be treated.” He decided he was satisfied with how he worded things this time, something he always has trouble with.
The silence was deafening to Harry. Finally, he heard a quiet “Okay,” immediately followed by a much more confident, “Yeah. Okay. I’m gonna end things with Don, the worthless knob he is. Then, you can show me. Thank you, Harry. Really. I mean it.”
A toothy grin broke out across Harry’s face, his cheeks pinking up a great deal. He tried to play it cool by giving a wobbly-voiced “Like usual, I know the answer to all your problems.”
Y/N giggled softly, oh how Harry loved her giggle. Was glad he was the cause of it. “Like usual. I’ll keep you updated on the knob—I mean Don situation.”
Harry snickered in reply. “Please do. Be safe, Y/N. I’ll talk to you soon.”
“Talk to you soon, Haz. Miss you loads.”
“Miss you too, button.”
With that, the phone conversation ended, leaving Harry to figure out how to get out of his custom-tailored clothes alone. Harry whined again, still thankful no one could hear him being a big baby—which he was, undoubtedly.
#Harry Styles#harry styles fanfiction#harry edward styles#harry styles one shot#haz#hazza#h#harrie#My writing#liam payne fanfiction#fan fiction#one direction fanfiction#oneshot#louis tomlinson one shot#imagine#one direction imagine#harry styles imagine#harry styles blurb#one direction blurb#blurb#1d preferences#1d hiatus#1d#one direction#one direction drabble#one shot#one direction one shot#one direction hiatus#harry styles drabble#drabble
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ahahahaha i hate myself but im about to upload a new harry fic! sorry it took me so long<3
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i love that niall is willing to pose with the fans. and not just your “basic” poses, but also silly ones and ones where they’re touching or getting cheek kisses etc. i really hope louis is willing to do the same. they’re both sweethearts so maybe the odds are in our favor ???
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does anyone have like ten thousand dollars they don’t want
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hey all!!
i get my computer back today so i can post the new harry fic i have for ya! im really proud of this one, i hope you’ll love it just as much as i do!
it will be up hopefully in an hour! :) much love
#harry styles blurb#solo harry styles#harry styles fluff#harry styles drabble#harry styles imagine#harry styles one shot#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles#1d#mine
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Person A has a huge crush on Person B who they happen to sit near several times a day. Person A tries to sneak a pic of B to send to their friends so they can properly fawn over how cute/hot Person B is. What they don’t realize is that their flash is on and Person B notices what A is doing. Instead of being angry or freaked out they just say, “If you really wanted a picture, you could at least make it flattering. That really isn’t my good side…”
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Person A and B are driving and Person A accidentally runs into Person B’s car. Person B jumps out, furious, and is prepared to scream at Person A but is absolutely floored by how gorgeous they are and stop short. The two exchange phone numbers for “insurance” purposes and end up going on a date to “discuss insurance details”.
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Question to Think About When Writing Your OTP
• What parts of one complements the other (emotionally and physically)?
• Is one individual the more leading part of the relationship? If so, how do they show it?
• Do their similarities and differences highlight each other in a good way?
• How did they meet and how does that impact their relationship now?
• Is there something they don’t like about each other? How do they cope with it and avoid conflict?
• Are there any major things they disagree with that may cause tension or conflict? (Ex - lifestyle differences)
• Is there an age difference? How does that impact their views on the world/each other? (More important for larger age gaps)
• Is there something that could come between them and cause conflict? (Ex - a certain person)
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Some Simple Prompts to Get You Thinking
• Afternoon picnic date ruined by rain
• One visits the other at work when all of a sudden something major and/or bad comes in for the one working
• Doing art together
• Calling each other when all of the sudden one stops responding (turns out they just fell asleep… or not (dun dun dun))
• One cooking for the other and they have to pretend it tastes good
• One having to work late so the other visits them at work and tries to keep themself entertained while the other tries to do work
• Having both of their families over for a holiday and possible fighting ensues between families
• Late night date in the park
• Stuck on an elevator together for a long time
• Trying to impress each other and one up each other until one ends up getting hurt
• One being sick and the other caring for them
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Some Fun Date Settings/Ideas to Write
• Laser tag
• Picnic
• Arcade
• Art gallery
• Going swimming together
• Creating art together
• House hunting
• Photo shoot
• Bonfire
• Hiking
• Going to a pet store
• Biking
• Library
• Thrift store
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Artist Prompts
• Person A’s computer is dead and they don’t have any reference but they need to draw anatomy for their art class. They end up asking Person B to model for them and shennagians occur
• Person A is practicing their drawing by doing sketches of people they see in public. Person B notices that Person A is repeatedly glancing at them and starts making weird (or flirty) faces. When Person A finishes the drawing they slip the sketch of Person B over to them with their phone number on it
• Person A is an animator who has a major crush on Person B. They decide to create a little animation asking Person B out. Person A chickens out of the idea but later on Person B borrows A’s computer and finds the animation
• Person A has a crush on Person B but B doesn’t know who A is. Person A starts drawing little notes and sticking them in B’s locker. Person B eventually figures out who is drawing the notes and starts slipping little poems into A’s locker
• Person A has a fairly large following on [insert social media] where they post their art. They post a lot of drawings of person they have a crush on. Little do they know that their crush (Person B) follows their account and recognizes themself in the drawings
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Person A and B have to go to a formal event. Neither have seen the other in fancy clothing. When they both see each other in their formal attire they are stunned by how beautiful/handsome the other is. In the end they both agree that casual clothing is more comfortable.
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Imagine Your OTP #1
Person A visiting their childhood home with Person B and looking through A’s old toys, photos, and memories together. Person A gushes and rambles about their childhood friends and stories to Person B who probably already knows all of it but is happy to hear A tell stories.
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Height Difference Prompts #2
- I was scrambling to get dressed in the locker room and accidentally grabbed your shirt that’s huge on me and I kind of like it a lot…
- The hallway was super crowded and I was panicking about being late to class and you just picked me up on your shoulders and barreled through the crowd to get me to class on time, thank you
- It’s always cute when I steal your shirts because they’re extra big on me but you tried to steal my shirt to get me back and it looks like a poorly tailored crop top. No you are not wearing this in public
- Listen, my friend is trying to find me to yell at me and I need to hide so I’m gonna hide behind you because you are way taller than me, thank you
- You keep making jokes about me being super tall but when I tried to get back at you and called you short you just chewed me out, how is this not hypocritical?
- I’m just trying to cuddle with you but this one blanket thing is not working because I am way too tall but I don’t want to disturb you because you are so tired and cute
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New harry writing!
Two new harry tfln’s just posted! enjoy!!<3
#tfln#texts from last night#harry styles tfln#harry tfln#fanfic#fanfiction#harry styles fanfiction#My writing#mine
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