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harrystyleslish · 6 years

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Not Important.

In which Harry missed an important event of Y/N’s.

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You were a nervous wreck. Some sweat coming out on your forehead and as well on your palms, and Harry was trying his best to calm you down. You weren’t used to giving a speech in so many people watching every movement you take, it was your nightmares.

“Hey, Hey, look at me.” He said, as you took a deep breath and finally looking at his green eyes. The warmness of the color made you calm down a little bit, but your heart was still beating as fast as it can.

“I-I’m sorry, I’m just not a big fan of speechs.” You smiled a little bit, gripping the folded paper which contained the long speech you have made for the past 2 days. It was a special one for you since you dedicated your speech to him, all of it, because he was the one who helped to go through it all, he taught you how to be confident and happy through out the years of studying.

“There’s nothing to be sorry fo’, it’s normal to be nervous. Remember, I’m there to help you out.” He smiled, giving your hand a small squeeze. His phone suddenly gone off which made you both look on it, he sighed and went over to grab his phone.

“Need to take this, it’s Jeff.” He said running his hands through his hair. You stare at him for a moment before giving him a nod and a smile.

“Sure, take your time.” You rubbed your arm, while Harry walked over and gave you a small kiss on the forehead before walking out from the room.

He pressed the answer button, and placed it against his ear, looking around making sure no one was around.

“Hello?”

“Harry! I got big news!” Jeff exclaimed, making him smile a bit.

“Yeah? What is it?” He scratched the back of his head, completely excited to hear what’s his news were.

“Your album was a huge fucking success man! It’s blowing up the whole internet.” Harry laughed on how happy his manager was, and also he was happy for himself.

“That’s great, I’ll thank the staff later.” Was all the things he said. He heard a frown coming from Jeff which made Harry furrowed his eyebrows.

“We need to celebrate a little man.”

“I mean, yeah sure, but I couldn’t—“ A little bit of nervousness was on his voice, because he knows he can’t go anywhere tomorrow. His main priority was in Y/N’s speech.

“What about tomorrow? Me, you and your team?” He cursed himself.

“Oh, I wish I could but I got some important—“

“Man, come on, your album is more important. Just a few couple of drinks, and I promise we’ll keep track on time.” Harry was having second thoughts, he couldn’t think properly, he was very happy for his album, yes, but he’s also happy for his girl to graduate as a law student.

“A couple only, Okay? And we’ll keep track on time.” He said sternly.

“Yes, Yes, Harry.” Jeff laughed.

“Jeff, I swear to God, I can’t miss this event so we gotta—“

“I know! I know! I gotta go, see you tomorrow mate!” He hung up already, which made Harry pinch the bridge of his nose.

A little celebration won’t hurt right?

He went back again to his room, finding you already on your pajamas, staring at the speech you’ve made. He smiled, as cheesy as may it sounds, no words can describe on how proud he is for you. Your sleepless nights studying on your exams was worth it.

He went over and sat beside you, wrapping his arm on your shoulder as you laid your head on his chest. He took a smell of your hair, closing his eyes as he smelled vanilla, it’s Harry’s favorite shampoo of yours.

“You’ll do great, babe, I promise.” He whispered, running his hands through your brown curls. You sighed, rubbing your eyes.

“I wish, I already lost count on how many times I prayed today.” You laughed, and grabbed his hand, playing with his perfect-defined fingers. He giggled a little bit and pressed a kiss on your hair.

“Just promise me you’ll be there, Okay?” You looked at him straight in the eye, praying to God that he’ll keep his promise.

“I promise.”

***

You kept looking into your watch, tapping your legs continuously on the ground as you look at the empty chair beside Anne and Gemma. They tried calling him for a few times, but they said he wouldn’t answer.

Some small water were coming out from your eyes, but you blinked them away. Your palms started to sweat. Your mind waw doing different scenarios in your head, but you didn’t listen to them because he promised to you that he’ll come, and you believe in him.

30 minutes came by, and still, he wasn’t still there. You became slightly annoyed for him being late, you checked on your watch and the clock at the same time, wishing that you could just stop the time for a minute until he comes in.

“Y/N, you’re turn in 15 minutes.” The lady approached you with a cardboard on her hands. You shakily nodded your head, still trying to blink away your tears, but it keeps on coming again.

The time keeps on passing by, until you didn’t notice people were already signaling you to come on stage. You gave them a ‘wait’ sign, and finally got the paper of your speech that you’ve been practicing for a little while.

Sadness were coming over you as you still saw that the chair was empty, Anne and Gemma gave you a small thumbs up and a big smile. You returned it and took a deep breathe. You slowly walked down the stage, looking at the crowd, praying to God that he’ll show up any minute, but, no, he didn’t.

You unfolded the paper and leaned closer to the mic and started talking.

“Hello, Good evening everyone. I’m Y/N Y/L/N, I am very happy to graduate as a law student, I’ve encountered many tiring and hard tasks during my academic years, but I got through it.”

You took a small glance on the crowd, seeing that he’s still not there. It broke your heart, you tried to control your feelings, not letting a tear drop on your cheeks. You smiled a bit seeing Anne and Gemma smiling at you proudly, they took a quick snap of photo of you and proceeding again to listen.

“By the help of the man I love, Harry, I got through all of that. He helped me to overcome my fears. So, this whole achievement of mine is all about him, because I wouldn’t be getting these rewards if it wasn’t for him.”

You continued your speech that is dedicated for him, but your voice couldn’t stop breaking everytime you see his chair is still empty. You couldn’t believe he missed your speech as well your graduation, but the worst part is, he broke his promise.

Harry drank small shots, and kept on talking to his bandmates, having the time of his life. He get to dance all around the dance floor without anyone disturbing him.

“Oh shit man, I gotta run, my wife is gonna kill me when I’m home this late.” Jeff looked at his watch, and looking at Harry again.

Harry stopped dancing for a second, he couldn’t help but sense that something was wrong. His eyes widened as he remembered your event, that ended 3 hours ago.

“Fuck, what time is it?” He grabbed his jacket and a water bottle.

“It’s 11 mate.” His blood ran cold, her speech started at 9PM and he knew he already missed a lot of it. He didn’t waste any time and just ran outside the bar, not caring if some paps saw him, your graduation was his priority.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He yelled, turning on the engine and driving as fast as he can. He didn’t give a damn if he could get thousands of over speeding tickets, he need to get there as soon as possible.

He saw the building where Y/N should be giving her speech, but he punched the steering wheel as he saw people already going out on the venue, hugging their children, and he can’t help but curse at himself for not saying a single congratulation to her.

He ran as fast as possible, praying that she was still there, and she was. She was sitting on a chair, he knew she was crying, he couldn’t blame her, it was all of his fault anyways.

As he got closer, Y/N’s head shot up, she didn’t say anything but glare at him, and stood up from her chair. She hastily grabbed her bag, but Harry stopped her.

“Y/N—“ Her palm harshly came contact on his cheek, making his head turn on the other side. The loud smack made Gemma gasp, and pulled Y/N away from him.

“How could you?!” She yelled at him, boy, she was mad. Her whole make up was a mess, her toga was already messy because of her sitting too long.

“I can explain.” He didn’t tried move closer to her because he knew it could get worst.

“Fucking explain then, Explain why you didn’t came!” She yelled again, he flinched as he heard her swear, she rarely swear especially when it’s because of him. Her bloodshot eyes made Harry silent for a while, he broke her badly, and he couldn’t forgive himself.

“Look, my album was a success. Jeff asked for a couple of drinks, and I just lost track of time.” He told her, running his hands through his hair.

“Bullshit!” She gave in a sarcastic laugh and threw her hands on the air.

“Look, You’re mad, hurt, and broken. I understand completely and I’m sorry—“

“Your apologize won’t reverse the time, Harry! I just asked you a simple favor, and you couldn’t even do it!” She was a mess. Gemma rubbed her shoulders, and just looked at the ground.

“You remember the time I skipped my major exams, so I can come to you in Jamaica? I skipped everything for you! Let’s just thank God that they still accepted me to retake the exams!”

Harry tried to reach for her arms, but she walked away further away from him. It hurt him seeing her walking away from him as if he was her nightmare.

“I know, Call me anything you want, I deserve it, but, I want you to know how sorry and stupid I am. I didn’t mean this to happened.” He looked at her eyes, his eyes were bloodshot as hers, but she didn’t care. She went over and grabbed the paper, and threw it on the floor.

“That was all for you, I dedicated it all for you, but I guess your album is more important than—“

Harry’s eyes teared up more as he heard her words, she dedicated her speech to him, that’s why she wanted him badly to go. It just made Harry’s feelings worst.

“No, no, baby you’re more—“

“Then why didn’t you came?! Why?! If you have the guts to tell me I’m more important, then why didn’t you came?” She took a step forward and pushed him harshly on the shoulders. Gemma muttured a small stop, and gently pushed her away from him.

“This is a one life opportunity. I asked you to be there for me when I needed you the most, but you didn’t. Did you know how much it hurt me?”

Harry stood there silently, letting her words stab him in the heart, he messed up so bad. He didn’t planned any of this.

“I was there for you through it all, but you weren’t even there in my one special event.”

Harry slowly walked over to her, and just grabbed her hand. He swore he could have dropped into his knees when he felt that she wasn’t pulling away. He felt complete by just touching her hand.

He felt like he’s missing piece was completed by just feeling her touch once again.

“I asked you for one thing Harry…” She croaked out, looking at the ground. Ignoring his stare.

His heart broke at the sight of her, knowing that he was all the reason behind this. He’s gonna lose her, the love of his life is walking away from his life. Fuck, get everything away from him, but just not her. She was the only person that could make him happy and contented.

“I’m so so sorry. You know you’re always my main priority, it’s just, Jeff invited in wrong timing, and I’m an asshole for that.” After those words were spoken, she shook her head. Letting go of his hands, and backing away again.

“I love you, Y/N, and, I’ll do anything to fix this, please.” He said, her eyes slowly looked at his. Taking a deep breathe, and grabbing her bag again.

“I don’t want you near my sight ever again.”

He was silent, too shock to comprehend to understand what she just told him. This was the time he broke down, getting into his knees, it made her stop into her tracks, and looked over her shoulder. She said some words she didn’t mean, but it’s too late for her to change it.

Anne tried to comfort him, but he kept on pushing all the people who tried to touch him. He need was you, you were the only one who could calm him down, but, he thinks he also deserved all the words that came out from your mouth.

“It’s time to go come on.” Anne whispered and tried her best to stand him up.

“I messed up.” Anne sighed, rubbing his arm.

“You did, Harry, you did.”

This is my FIRST long angst story, so I’m sorry if this is bad or anything. Leave a feedback :)

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harrystyleslish · 6 years

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Complains.

In which Y/N heard Harry complaining about her.

“When are you coming home?” Harry pouted at himself as he talked to you on the phone. You giggled on his sudden question, and opened the door of the store.

“Just a few more minutes, bub.” You utter, as you looked at some products you want to buy.

“Well, Okay, I invited some of my friends if that’s alright with you?” You sighed. Harry inviting his friends is the least you wanted right now, because the house will always get messy, and loud, and you didn’t want that after a long day at work.

“Just don’t get too messy, Okay?” You sighed in defeat, as much as you don’t want it. You want Harry to spend much more time with his friends, since it’s his vacation from his UK tour.

You both said goodbye, and just continued doing your shopping. The car ride was a silent one, you liked it that way, knowing that no one is there to disturb you at your own time.

You dropped your shopping bags on the floor, so you can find your keys. As you were about to open the door, you heard Harry and his friends talking.

It was a normal for them to talk, obviously, but it was not normal if they were talking about you.

“Hey, heard you were allowed to bring a plus one in your next tour. Who is it gonna be?” One of his friends asked, you heard Harry laugh for a little bit and clicks his tongue.

You didn’t knew he was allowed to bring someone in his next tour, but you were pretty sure he’s gonna bring his mom or sister. You didn’t want to assume anything that it was you, because you know his family comes first.

So, you were curious on what’s his answer is supposed to be, who is he gonna bring?

“I don’t know, really, haven’t thought about it yet.” You furrowed your eyebrows, completely confused at his answer.

“Why not? You could bring Y/N, or me.” His friend joked, and slapped him on his knee. Harry was silent for a little while, and it made you press your cheek harder on the door, trying to hear what he’s saying.

“I mean, I’m pretty sure she won’t leave my side when I bring her to my shows. You know? I need some personal space too, and some quality time with my team, bandmates and crew.” Harry explained slowly which made you understand more, you’re heart were slowly dropping to your stomach as you heard his words.

“So, what are you saying?” His friend asked.

You heard him sigh, you know he wants to change the subject already.

“Well, I won’t call it as clingy, but she’s kinda acting like one for a while now.” Those words made your eyes water from sadness, you didn’t realize how long you were standing there, but you didn’t care. You didn’t notice at all that you were that needy for him.

You slowly grabbed your bags, making sure not to leave loud noises for them not to know that you were listen all this time. You took a deep breathe and finally opening the door, you saw them stood up all at once which made you look away.

You looked at the ground to avoid eye contact since your eyes were a bit glossy and red after the little breakdown you just made. You showed a little smile to let them know everything’s fine, but his friends were already hinting that you were not.

Harry came over you to hug you, which you returned but quickly pulling away. You saw the confusion in his eyes, so you just smiled at him and grabbed your bags again.

“You okay? Want me to carry that for you?” Harry assisted, you shook your head as you pulled your bags closer to yourself.

“I’m okay, I just need sleep. Goodnight.” Your words were so minimum, Harry sensed something was bothering you, but he didn’t insisted to ask since he knew you were already tired.

You slowly walked upstairs, still trying to comprehend all the words he said to you. Did he mean all of it? It bothered you so much. You lazily placed all of your bags on the other side of your bedroom, you quickly changed into some comfortable clothes, and jumped in bed.

Your deep thoughts were interrupted when you heard the door opening slowly, your back was facing him. Harry sighed, and slowly walked over to your figure.

“Hey, are you okay? Acted a bit strange back there.” Harry scratched the back of his head, waiting for an answer.

“I’m okay, just tired.” You croaked out, Harry placed his hands on your hips and tried to get a view of your face. He started to lay down beside you, gently turning you around so you can face towards him.

“You sure you’re not mad or anything?” He asked, running his hands through your back. You shook your head, giving him one of your smiles for him to believe you, he smiled back and gave your forehead a kiss.

You sighed, completely tired of people complaining about you.

A little change won’t hurt a little, right?

This morning bothered Harry, you were less touchy and huggable like you used to. He started to think several scenarios of what happened last night, did someone talked to her or anything?

You would dodge every kiss he tried to do, which made his lips came contact with your cheeks. Harry didn’t like that, he missed the shape of your lips, completing his like a puzzle piece.

Your cuddles were always short and simple, after one movie, you would always say you’re tired and go to sleep after that. Harry was going crazy at your actions, he didn’t knew what was the reason behind this.

Your answers were always “We’re okay.” , “Nothing’s wrong.” , “You didn’t do anything.” If he tried to question on what happened last night, he was begging for answers or reasons.

2 weeks.

You still continued to be distance with him, and Harry was more than tired of it. He wanted this mess or whatever he calls it—he wants it to end.

You stood over the counter, mixing your coffee, still sadness wrapped around your face, but you still didn’t tried to show it. Familiar arms wrapped against your waist, you sighed, trying to wiggle out from his hold, but he gripped tighter.

“No, been a little cold towards me, pet. What’s wrong?”

You rolled your eyes, looking down at the cup your holding.

“I told you, nothing.” Harry groaned at your answers, and removed his hold from you.

“Then why are you like this?! Been so distance with me, did I do something?” He raised his voice as he looked at you.

You were shocked at his outburst, you didn’t expect him to be this mad towards you.

“You didn’t—“

“There it is again! The you-didn’t-do-anything answer!” He threw his hands on the air, you were becoming slightly annoyed at his attitude, which made you put your hands on your hips.

“Well, maybe I’m trying not to be clingy or needy towards you!” You exclaimed. The kitchen was dead silent after you said what you want to let out for weeks now.

Harry looked at you blankly, his breathing was going back into it’s normal phase, but he was still confused.

“Wait, What are you talking about? Harry asked, you scoffed at his question. You just looked at the ground, waiting for some minutes after answering him.

“The night where your friends was here, I heard you.” You sniffed, you looked at him again, his eyes were slightly widened which means he finally remembered.

“I’m sorry, Harry. If I’m not giving you some space. I just missed you so much, and not seeing you for 2-3 months is hard for me, since I literally don’t have anyone at the moment.”

Harry looked at the ground, completely understood what’s been happening around the house for the past weeks now, it was all about him. He knew he didn’t meant every stuff he said, the alcohol were taking over him.

He slowly walked towards you, and placed his hands on your shoulder for you to look at him. You still avoided his contact, which made him groan a little bit.

“Hey, look at me.” He whispered lifting your chin up, his heart dropped as he saw the eyes he loved were teary and red. He took a deep breathe.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t knew you never had someone. Maybe I was just so stressed and didn’t appreciate your love enough, and I know how hard it is when you miss someone, I’m sorry, petal.”

You nodded a bit, he still continued to explain every mistake he did, and listened to them, because you also want to know why he said all those harsh words.

“I love you. Okay? You know that.” He smiled, and you returned it slightly.

“C’mon I need a full smile now, love.” He started to poke your sides which made you smile bigger, and that is what Harry only needed at the moment. A smile from the person he loves.

“Just tell me when I’m too needy okay? Don’t say it behind my back, it hurts.” You explained, while wrapping your arms around his neck.

Harry didn’t hesitate to answer, and just pulled you for a loving kiss. He missed everything about you, the way both of your lips moved in sync, and especially the way you tugged on his curls when it’s getting deep.

“Don’t care about you being needy, honestly.”

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harrystyleslish · 6 years

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request: what if the fans that met harry backstage witnessed all the soft and fluffy moments between the missus and harry

You were doing again your original thing whenever you’re waiting the show to finish, seat on the couch maybe do some work done and sometimes looking backstage to support your lovely boyfriend.

You also knew he was gonna meet some fans later so you just stayed in his dressing room so Harry and the girls won’t be disturbed or distracted, you want them to have the time of their lives. You planned to go out from the room for a minute to get yourself some water, you walked over the counter to go grab it, but it immediately stop your movements when Harry shouted your name.

“Y/N! Baby!” He ran over to you and pulled you for a hug, but pulling away sooner as you smelled sweat all over his body, he laughed and pressed a sweet kiss on the forehead before heading in into his dressing room. You laughed on how happy he was acting right now, sometimes you wish that you could even see a bigger smile on his face.

“You guys finished already?” You stood in front of Adam and Mitch as they took off their earplugs.

“Yeah, Harry ran pretty fast.” Mitch chuckled, you just nodded your head and finally turning around to find Sarah fixing her drumsticks. You gave her a tight hug and just started to talk about the show, you were a big fan because of her great skills.

A light gasp came out from your lips as you felt someone’s arms wrapping around your hips, and planted kisses just below your jawline. You tried wiggling out from his grasp, because you both know that was your ticklish part.

“Stop, oh my god.” Harry was quickly to turn you around so your head is now facing his shoulders, he is starting to smell good because of his cologne. He planted kisses on your shoulders, while you’re struggling to find a way out.

You guys were both swaying around the whole backstage because of your wiggling and laughters, but Harry’s band mates didn’t bother disturbing since they’re really used to this kind of view.

“You’re gonna have—Oh my god!—blue—“ You tried to say but your loud laughter made it hard to talk and you were sure it’s echoing around the room, but Harry still continued to do his tickiling-job.

“Hmm? Can’t hear ye’, babe.” He grinned at your skin completely trying not to laugh so much.

You both were interrupted when someone coughed which made you both freeze in your spot, when you felt his grip around you starting to loose, you quickly went out from his hold and finally looking in front of Harry. It was Jeff and some fans inside, holding their phones out, recording everything.

You brought your face into your hands, completely embarrassed. You didn’t expect this to happened at all. Harry laughed and put his hands on top of your shoulder, bringing you close to him.

“Hello! This is my lovely wife, Y/N.” He said it as if it was a true and normal thing for you. Your eyes widened at the word ‘Wife’ which made you slap his tummy, making Harry giggle and hug you again. You groaned as you just hid yourself on his chest, not wanting to be shown anymore.

‘Aww’s and ‘Oh my god’s were heard as Harry swayed you around trying to make you feel better but you didn’t move or anything, and it’s enough words for Harry to know you’re starting not to feel comfortable.

“Okay, let’s get you back inside, love.” He whispered and finally walking you to his dressing room.

Harry walked back again where his fans were, he did his usual thing, hugging them, thanking them, and getting the flowers they bought for him.

“So, she’s the wife?” The fan joked, making Harry laugh as he dropped the Vinyl that he signed and looked at her.

“Don’t rush love, but yeah, she will be soon.”

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oof, i saw the video of harry interacting with a fan who's looking for a girlfriend. What if the fan said that the missus is their type when harry asked what's the fan's type. What would be their reaction?

“Whose is this?” Harry asked as he went over and grabbed the sign, it made him curious about it. He started to place the paper properly in his hands, because it was a bit crumpled and hard to read.

“Harry, help me find a girlfriend.” He red aloud, earning a loud cheers from everyone.

He introduced the girl, and the two of them started to make some conversation, but of course, being a nice man he is, he tried to help her to find a girlfriend.

“Pilar, what kind of person you looking for, Pilar?” He walked around the stage, looking at her directly, but confusion were wrapped in Harry’s face as he saw her smiling cheekily.

“Someone like Y/N, maybe?” She answered him.

“Someone like Y/N!” He repeated, making sure that he said it a loud for you to hear. The crowd went crazy as he started to talk about you, he barely talks about his relationship on stage, and that makes it precious.

Harry laughed and looked behind the stage, seeing you laughing with your hand covered on your mouth. He looked again at the sign and smirked at himself, that’s when he thought that he was so lucky to have her in his life.

“Well, Pilar, I’m sorry but I can’t find anything for you.” He said as he pretend to look around the crowd, and looking back at her.

“Why not?” She laughed.

“Because this days, it’s so hard to find someone as great as Y/N.” Harry said proudly, making the crowd cheer again. He smiled for a bit and finally giving back the sign. It was a huge weight off his chest to finally say it in front of many people.

“And she’s already mine, so.” Harry did his iconic hair flip and walked away while smirking at himself, and finally introduced his next song.

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harrystyleslish · 6 years

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Can I request one where H and the reader are best friends and she came to see him on tour and they are very fluffy, touching kissing and hugging each other, so Jeff and the others of the band are teasing him and don’t believe that they are just friends. Thank youuu💙💙💙

“Y/N!”

Harry shouted as you walked down the hallway of the backstage. You let out a small squeal as you crushed him for a hug, Harry’s crews started to look at your direction as he twirled you around.

They still couldn’t believe you guys are just best friends.

I mean, you too, still can’t believe you still label your relationship as ‘best friends’ since you both act like a romantic couple.

As he slowly dropped you on the ground, he cheekily showed you a bouquet of flowers, your face heated up as you realized it was his first time to give you something like this, first time in 3 years of friendship.

“Just add a box of chocolates, and then, boom! You’re a couple.” Jeff smirked at the two of you, which you just gave it a small laugh, and taking it away from Harry’s hands.

“Thank you so much, but you really don’t have to.” You said as you looked again on the bouquet. Harry shrugged his shoulder as you both walked down the hallway.

“Why not? I missed you.”

You silently sat down at one of the salon chairs at the dressing room, waiting for Harry to come in.

“I’m pretty sure that Harry will be more energetic now that you’re here.” His hairdresser chuckled at you.

You gave her a simple smile, because you really don’t know what to answer or say rather, however, you’re still happy that you’re with him to support at his shows.

“Eh, I mean I haven’t seen him in so long, so-“ Your talking voice were replaced into a laughing one when you felt someone hugged you from behind, and started to kiss your cheeks.

“Stop it!” You tried your best to get out of his hold and try to get up on the seat, but you can’t.

“Hm, I’d rather not.” He smirked.

It still continued for hours.

“Please tell me they’re now together.” Mitch groaned as he sat next to Adam. They both sighed and looked at their view.

You two really looked like a couple.

You were resting your head on his shoulder as you scroll down your phone, some cute laughters were shared as you showed him your phone, which contains something funny, or sometimes a dozen memes about him.

You two sometimes play a short tag around the backstage, which made the bodyguards ran after you both, completely making your safety their first priority.

Harry loved every moment he have spend with you, sometimes he just wish that you’re with him forever, not wanting him to see the view of you getting dropped off the airport.

He didn’t want to let you go.

“I bet you 10 bucks, they’ll be together in less than 2 weeks.” Mitch pointed at the two of you as he patted Adam’s knee.

“Game on, bud.” Adam chuckled.

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