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lxndonorris · 8 months

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cuddly needs - Liam Payne

Y/N x Liam Payne Theme: a little bit of everything, (including cockwarming) summary: You're spending some alone time with Liam on his yacht and end up cuddling before it gets more intimate word count: tag list: @game-set-canet feel free to ignore ;)

The sun is shining brightly across the endless blue sky when you find yourself on a little yacht out in the middle of the ocean. Music is playing in the background while you're lying on a soft sofa. Right next to you, you find your boyfriend, Liam, who's enjoying the sun shining on his bare skin. He's wearing a pair of black shorts and a white cap, while you're wearing a light, dark blue bathing suit.

Liam invited you to spend some alone time with him. He wants to take a break from life, essentially, but he specifically asked you to join him. You've been with him for a couple of months now, and it feels like you've known him your entire life. That's why, when you look at him, you notice a spark of doubt flushing his face as his expression turns into a soft frown.

Liam has been like that for a while now, and you can't help but worry about him. He tries to hide those thoughts by smiling, laughing, and being his usual goofball, but at times like these, you can tell there is something else on his mind.

After watching him for a few more seconds, he turns his face toward you, and instantly, a bright smile spreads across his entire face. "Hey." He mouths breathlessly, and his entire demeanor and body language change. "Hi." You smile weakly, unable to shake these thoughts away. For a second, you contemplate what to do or what to say. 'Maybe it's nothing', you think to yourself, but after your eyes meet his once again, you can't stop yourself.

"Liam." You say it softly, and he raises his eyebrows curiously. "Is everything alright?" Swallowing hard, you fear that he plays it down or changes the topic, but instead, he frowns before letting out a long sigh.

"There is no point in trying to hide it, huh?" He smiles weakly and runs a hand across his own chest, something he'd do to calm himself down. "I just want things to be okay." Liam says, and his voice breaks.

"Which things?" You ask him, and you move a little closer toward him as he lifts his cap to run a hand through his sweaty hair.

"All things." He holds back a nervous chuckle. But before you can ask him again, he looks into your eyes. "The album, my friends, my family, and my fans." Liam avoids your eyes, ashamed. The last few years haven't been kind at times, and it shows.

"Oh, Liam." You say, worried. He plays with the bracelet around his waist, and his expression shifts rapidly. Liam is nervous, but he tries to play it cool because he doesn't want you to worry about him.

"That's why I need this." He says this, lifting his gaze to meet yours again. "That's why I want you here." Liam places a hand on your thighs, and his expression finally softens again.

"Okay." You say, smiling. "Tell me what I can do to help you relax." Placing a hand on his, you try to comfort him, and he smiles.

Without the need for another word, he opens his arms, inviting you into a loving hug. You wrap your arms around his firm chest and start stroking his back as he does the same. With this warm embrace, the faint scent of his cologne tingling in your nose, and the way his fingers run along your spine, you can't help but giggle.

Liam just purrs contently, and together, you manage to lie down. With Liam on his back, you're partly lying on his stomach, causing him to growl. "Eh, uh. Hold up." He mutters, trying to adjust his body to yours to make it more comfortable for the two of you.

"Like this?" You shift your bodyweight, causing him to growl again, but that makes you giggle. Feeling his hands all over you, you can't stop giggling while he tries to find the perfect position, until he lets out a low, guttural groan.

"Like this?" Liam giggles now too, and it is perfect.

"Feels good, yeah." You say this, steadying yourself against his strong chest with one hand while the other is around his back.

He licks his lips and turns his face toward you when you start stroking him gently. "Mhmm." He purrs happily and leans in, placing sweet kisses on your mouth, your cheek, and your neck.

"Liam." You breathe and run your fingers down his chest, feeling all of his muscles react to the slightest touch of your fingertips. That's when you feel his fingers stroking the small of your back and running along your waistline.

"Thank you for being here with me." Liam says quietly, and you feel his hot breath on your neck, burning your skin. Goosebumps cover your arms as you lean your head back, taking in a deep breath.

He replaces his breath with more soft kisses before you regain your composure and lean into him as well.

"Always." You say, moving one hand along his arms. Admiring his ink, you let your fingers trail the outlines of his tattoed sleeve. Liam enjoys this and can't help but watch as your fingers brush over his skin.

"That feels so goood." He growls and turns his head back to you, placing more kisses on your neck. Every time his lips touch your skin, even when they just brush over you, it sends shivers down your spine and, after a few more, your entire back.

"That tingles." You smile widely and start to stroke his muscular chest again and again. Enjoying how all of him gets more and more into this, you tease him a little further by playing with his erect nipples.

"Mhmmm." He growls against your skin and moves his head to meet your eyes. "I love you." Liam smiles weakly before his face softens.

"I love you too." You smile softly as well and kiss him as you run your hand down his sweaty chest, making him purr into your mouth.

After a few seconds, he uses his tongue, spreading his sweet taste all over your mouth. It feels incredible. To feel his skin, his muscles, and his chest hair, accompanied by his taste and the faint scent of his cologne hovering all around you.

Liam strokes your back and your shoulders as you make out. "I'm getting hard." He tilts his head and chuckles, his now-sleepy eyes and rough voice giving you goosebumps everywhere.

"Already." You smirk and check by running your hand even further down his chest, through the visible outlines of his abs, following his treasure trail down to his crotch.

You can tell his desire is building up quickly by feeling a bulge form inside his black shorts. As soon as you touch his length, he smirks and tilts his head slightly.

"That's the effect you have on me, babé." Liam grins and goes in for another, more passionate kiss. You embrace his lips on your own and grab his member firmly, causing him to let out a single muffled moan.

"Do you want to do it now?" You separate yourself and ask him, knowing how much he loves to cuddle while inside you.

"If you want to?" He places a hand on your neck and strokes your cheek lovingly.

"Okay." You nod in agreement, and together, you help him slide out of his shorts just enough to expose his length. Liam touches himself as you do the same.

You move in closer again, and gently, he slides into you. He makes sure you're as comfortable as before, but the feeling now is even more intimate and intense.

It's an incredible feeling to be that close to him, and you move together as one. You feel his hands all over you again while you focus on his firm chest, his tight abs, and all of his tattoes.

From time to time, either one of you lets out a soft moan, a groan, a sigh, or just a growl.

"Mhmmm. I love that feeling." Liam chuckles softly and places kisses on your collarbone.

Holding back another moan, you bite your lower lip and return the favor by kissing his neck, and his stubble tickles your lips. "Me too." You smirk and lick your lips, both of you embracing each other.

You stay like this for a little while longer, fondling each other's bodies gently.

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criesbc1d · 9 months

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Black Mamba

“Payne! Their’s a woman here to see ya!”

Liam grabs a towel. Walks out of the ring, wiping himself off. In the office is where I am sitting. He opens the door and a small smile creeps up on his lips.

“Hello love, long time no see.”

“Hello Mr Payne, it’s been about five years or so since we’ve last seen each other.”

“Has it been that long?” His eyebrows raise, thinking into it. “How’ve you been?”

“I’ve been alright. Just here for an interview.”

“is that so? Not here for yourself then?”

“Afraid not Mr. Payne. Strictly business.”

“That’s a shame. Would’ve liked to catch up with you.”

I smiled at him. Five years was quite some time in-between two lovers. Interview was short and sweet. Straight to the point. I was listening to every word that slipped through his lips. Oh, how I had missed those kissing my body. His hands caressing my skin. So tender, so gentle, so kind.

I shake my head and smile to myself. I knew this would happen when I walked through that door. The temptation eating at me.

“I really missed that sly smile of yours.” Liam says softly. “One of the bet things to see in the morning.”

“You remember?”

“It’s never left my mind. We were electric.”

I smile at him. Both of us sitting across from each other, studying the other in silence. A comfortable silence I had since forgotten.

I take a deep breath. “Is this interview to your liking Mr. Payne? Do I have everything in order as you please?”

He reads over what I have written down. Nodding in agreement. “I’d expect nothing less from you love.”

“Thank you, sir. I must get going. I have other paperwork to do.” I say, putting my pen and paper in my bag, standing up and pushing my chair in. “It was really nice to see you.”

He smiles at me, leaning back on his chair. “You were always straight to the point, I admire that about you.”

“Thank you Mr. Payne. Must get going now.” I smile nd open the door to leave the office.

“Say, maybe we grab a drink tonight or sometime this week, catch up?”

“I’m free Wednesday night. Eight pm sharp.” I wink at him as I close the door behind me, walking out to my car. Smiling and biting my lip as I drive off.

Arriving back at the office, it was hard for me to stop smiling. Especially when I was writing the interview for the paper. I print it off and lay it on my boss’ desk. He looks it over, eyebrows raised, slightly impressed. “That was fast, kid. Good work.”

I smile and thank him, heading back to my desk. I finish a couple more stories up for the upcoming days.

Leaving work, I stopped and grabbed some food on the way home.

Eating then showering, it was time for bed. My smile never leaving my lips as I drift off to sleep.

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Wednesday arrives. I am up bright and early. Make myself coffee and some breakfast. Get dressed and off I go to work. Having dates here and there the last few years hasn’t made me this excited. Maybe I really had missed him.

Thoughts of our ecstasy ran through my mind all day. How I managed to get two more stories written out for the paper is beyond me. I had been in dreamland all day. The day went relatively fast since I was somewhere else. I leave work early to pay a few bills before heading home. Stopping at one of my favorite boutique shops. Finding a dress for tonight. A dark blue velvet, hanging off my shoulders, stopping just above my knees. Showing some cleavage and a necklace my mother got me when I last visited. I head back to my place, showering and putting on a simple face. Dressing in the new dress and some black heels. He’ll be here any minute.

I hear a knock on my door. I double check myself before opening it. He looks me up and down. A smirk forming at the corner of his mouth. “You look dashing, darling.”

I blush slightly, grabbing my clutch as he leads me to the elevator. Stepping inside, his arm wrapping around behind me. Keeping his hand at the small of my back as we leave the elevator and out the door to his vehicle. He opens the door for me, getting in on the other side.

“Where to Mr. Payne?”

“The Valley on Broadway Street, Phil. Thank you.”

The driver nods, checking traffic and driving us off. We sit silently in the back. Sharing glances at each other. It felt good to be with him again.

Arriving at the restaurant, Liam gets out and opens the door for me, grabbing my hand to help me out of the car. His hand on the small of my back again as he checks in his reservation.

“Inside or outside?”

“Hm? Oh, outside is fine.” I smile, people watching. The waiter leads us to the rooftop where there wasn’t very many tables.

It was quiet on top. Only the sound of the roaring street below us. It was a beautiful night to fall in love again.

The waiter brings us menus and a bottle of wine. “I got you your favorite.” Liam smiles at me. I look at the label for it to say Pinot Grigio. I smile as I hold my glass for him to pour it for me.

“Thank you Li. I thought we were only doing drinks tonight?”

“It’s been quite some time since I’ve heard anyone call me that. I missed the way it slips off your lips. I might add, you are not dressed for just drinks are you?” He smirks at me, making me blush again.

“I suppose I am not. I just wanted to look good tonight.” I sip my wine. Humming at how good it is.

“You look good no matter what you wear. I prefer you naked, honestly.” I giggle at his remark, remembering how complimentary he’s always been to me.

“How has life been to you since we’ve last spoke?” I ask.

“It was rough for awhile after you left, you know? I understand the bigger picture now but it still stung. Been training and winning matches mostly. I had to put my emotions into something useful.” He looks at me. “I forgave you for leaving when you did. Took me a bit but I did. I just wish you had talked to me about it before disappearing.”

I hold his hand in mine, looking right into his eyes. “I did what I had to do to protect you. There was a lot of money sitting on our shoulders. It was either me or you at the time. I’m sorry for leaving without saying goodbye but it was for the best.”

“Like I said, I understand now.” He kisses the top of my hand in reassurance that his words are genuine. “That’s in the past now. Right now, I want this to be about us rekindling - even if it’s just for a night.”

I stare at him as we order some food, having another glass of wine together. Chatting about our daily lives now. Him telling me about his boxing matches, winning and losing some. Me telling him about the office life and how difficult it is to get a good story sometimes. Both of us genuinely interested in each other. Our food arrives. We eat quietly. Opening another bottle of wine. Giggling and small talk between us. Time went by slowly. Enjoying each others company. I haven’t felt this relaxed in quite some time. I could feel myself getting tipsy. He smiles at me, helping me up, paying for the meal. And tipping the waiter. He helps me to the car, opening the door for me again. Getting in on the other side. His arm wrapping over my shoulders. His other hand on my leg, exploring my dress. Whispering how good my dress feels under his fingertips.

Arriving back at my place, he helps me out and onto the elevator. I lean into him, taking in his cologne. He kisses the top of my he’d as. He leads me to my door.

“Are you coming in?” I ask softly.

“This is where I’m leaving you.” He smiles. I look at him almost confused. He chuckles at me. “I don’t want to lose you again. So let’s take this slow, yeah?”

I smile up at him. He cups my cheek with one hand, kissing me deeply. I can feel our electricity sparking again. Like it never left us. I lean into him, the kiss making me weak. He pulls away slowly and smiles at me. “Until next time my love, I promise.”

I hum softly, stepping into my place, closing the door behind me. I get undressed, starting the coffee machine for the morning, crawling into bed. “Until next time.” I whisper to myself, smiling as I fall asleep.

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celestialhrry · 1 year

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It’ll Be Okay

The one where Y/N, Harry’s fiancée, has bipolar disorder, and no one can bring her out of her episodes other than him.

WARNING: There is going to be mentions/actions of alcohol abuse, drug use, outbursts of anger, sudden changes in mood and domestic violence in this story. Harry does smoke in this as well. If you are not comfortable with that, please do not continue reading.

Y/N’s POV:

I sat on the couch with the bottle of vodka in one hand, and a cigarette in the other, mascara and tear stains on my cheeks. The alcohol and drugs were the only two things that made me feel at peace in this moment. Serenity.

A sudden click of the lock causes me to immediately put out my cigarette and hide the bottle of vodka. I attempt to walk up to the door, my steps going every which way. When he walks in, his face immediately changes, the scent of the marijuana pungent on my clothes and in the house, the smell of alcohol fuming off my breath.

“Oh, Harry! Hello. How was work?” I say, my voice slurring with every word I speak. I lean into his chest, putting all of my weight into him, making him tumble back a couple of steps.

“Are you okay, honey? You’re having another episode, aren’t you? Let’s get you on the couch, okay?”

“No, I wanna go upstairs! Have a bit of fun, if you know what I mean.” I say, a smirk present in my face.

“Absolutely not. You legally cannot give consent if you’re under the influence, baby. Stay on the couch, okay? I’m gonna go get you a glass of water.”

“No, no water.”

“Yes, water. You need some in your system, love.” He leaves me on the couch with a kiss to my forehead to go get some water.

I sit patiently on the couch, and after deciding he was taking to long, I grab my lighter and another cigarette. After lighting it, I take a long drag and inhale the smoke for a couple of seconds before puffing it out, when Harry walks in.

“Baby, what did we talk about? No smoking inside, right? That’s for outside only, my love.” He takes the cigarette from your lips and puts it out in the ashtray next to the couch.

Suddenly, your mood changes drastically and you feel a tear slip down your cheek. Harry immediately notices and is by your side in an instant, god knows what he did with the glass of water in his hands. For all he knows, it means nothing to him right now.

“Baby love, what’s going on? You having another episode, pretty girl? You can talk to me.” He says, his voice softening at the quick change of your emotions.

“I-I was just thinking about my past. My dad. And how he used to hit me. And I was thinking about it and I just brought the thought into my head that maybe that would be you one day and my emotions got the better of me. I know you would never do that to me or anyone for that matter, but my emotions got a hold of me. I’m sorry.” Harry sits there in silence for a second, probably out of sheer shock that I would ever think he would do something even remotely close to lay a finger on someone without their verbal consent.

“Oh, baby, my love. I would never ever do such a thing to you. I know how much you despise your father and although I’ve never met him, I despise him as well. He ruined your life. No one deserves to go through that. Especially you, my angel.” He ever so softly pecks your cheek, being as gentle as possible with you, knowing you’re at your most vulnerable right now.

You fall further into his arms, seeking for a safe haven, which he was yours. He wraps his arms tightly around you, placing a few kisses on the top of your head.

“I know that smoking helps you calm down so if you want to go into the backyard and do that you can feel free, my love. I’ll even join you this time. Stressful day at work.” Harry says and your heart grows a little more for him. You really only smoke to calm your nerves, but it turned into more of an addiction now. Harry rarely ever joins you for a smoke, it’s not really his thing but when he feels anxious or stressed about something related to his career, he’ll join you.

“That would be amazing, baby. I love you.” You peck his lips and grab the box of cigarettes and lighter from the table next to the couch, grabbing his hand with your free one and leading him outside with you to the bench you have out there.

He sits down before you and you sit down, putting your legs over his. You hand him the box and he takes one out, lighting it before handing you the box and the lighter. You watch him blow the smoke out of the corner of his mouth before placing the cigarette in your mouth and lighting it.

You adjust your position, curling up against Harry’s side, him moving his arm above your head to take another puff of the cigarette.

“Thank you for always being here for me, H. It really does mean a lot to me. I love you.”

“Of course, baby. There’s no one I’d rather be with than you, lovie. I love you so much more.”

And he locks that in with a kiss to your lips.

Sorry for not posting since like August. School started and it’s my senior year so I’ve been super busy with college apps but I finished yesterday so I should be posting more. Love you guys so much!!!!

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adoringhrry · 11 months

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“Distracted?”

summary: In which Harry drags you to the gym and try as you might, you really don’t hate it as much as you let on.

“Do you want to come to the gym?” Harry jabbered, popping his head into the room where Y/n was sitting.

The room she was in, which was quite large for a tour bus, was like her sanctuary. The boys were the loudest people on Earth, she would reckon. Each of them had their own loudness to them that made Y/n wanna face-plant into a pillow.

Niall had his cute loud laugh. Liam would shout at the stupid X-box. Louis would be yelling at Niall trying to make him laugh. Zayn would be listening to his music too loudly. Harry, her wonderful boyfriend, was the worst of them all! He’d love to sit by her feet and tell her mind-numbing jokes while giggling like a maniac.

Harry’s laugh was beautiful, but sometimes when overstimulated it was like nails on chalkboard. So the adjacent room in the bus was almost reserved for her. Y/n could bring her current read in and not be bothered too much for a little while. Never longer than an hour. Like now.

“You know I can barely carry a milk jug, babe.” She joked with a grin. The book she held in her hands was forgotten, turning her head to meet his eyeline.

“I mean you just coming with me, y’know?” He asked, now stepping into the space while scratching the back of his neck. “You can bring the book if you want.”

Harry knew just how much you despised the gym and everything that comes with it, so you were grateful for the compromise he threw in. Harry also knew that it was impossible for you to say no to him for too long.

“If I come, you aren’t gonna ask me to take videos of you strutting on the running thing?” She asked, quirking a brow.

A triumphant grin stretched across Harry’s face. “Treadmill. Promise no strutting, even though you love it.”

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The gym wasn’t as horrible of an idea it had originally seemed. There weren’t any people there. All that was there was the workout equipment and the them.

Y/n book was forgotten about as she watched Harry. He was doing curls, that’s what she had thought he said. His chest was sweaty. The shirt he had adorned was abandoned in the corner of the room.

Gripping onto the book she watches as his muscles flex. Never in a million years did she think watching her boyfriend working out would be so attractive.

His arms were strained. He was gripping the bar with such a force it made a blush creep into her cheeks. His glistening tattoos were on perfect display.

It was sexy.

“How’s your book, Darlin’?” He strained, voice husky and worn out.

Quickly she picked her book up from her lap. She opened to a random page and pretended to just be paying attention. “It’s riveting.”

Harry smirked as he placed his equipment down. He walked over to her frame, towering over her. He leaned down to lend a kiss to her forehead.

It was only a second later when his lips were by her ear. She could smell his natrual smell. God, was it addicting.

“Your book’s upside down, by the way.”

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blogginjh · 1 year

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pov 2022 with Niall

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erodatours · 1 year

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Daisies

Word count: 412

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I am welcomed by a lovely aroma as I make my way into the shop, countless rows of flowers surrounding me as I walk to the back.

I scan the shelves looking for her favorite.

Daisies

Daisies were always her favorite, no matter how many times I got them for her.

Plucking a bouquet of the shelf I walk back to the front of the store and to the checkout desk, looking behind the counter I see a woman looking up me with wide eyes. She greets me with a kind “Hello” as I set the flowers in front of her.

“Hello” I say back to her. As she scans my things, I see her peer up at me before looking away quickly. I hand her my card furrowing my eyebrows when she touches my hand retrieving it. She swipes it, handing it back to me and again, touching my hand.

“Daisies are my favorite.” She says admiring the flowers in her hands, not handing them back to me. I give her a fake smile reaching my hand out to take them, but she pulls her hand back before I’m able to, making me uncomfortable.

“I’m Paige,” she says looking back up at me, waiting for my response. “Harry” I tell her giving her a fake smile.

“My shift ends in 20 minutes, how about we-” I cut her off before she could finish talking. “I have a girlfriend.” I say proudly watching as the smile drops from her face. She quickly hands me my flowers and goes back to her usual work. I smile knowing she would be proud of me.

I walk back to my car, getting in I place the flowers in the passenger seat before making my way to her.

When I park the car, I gently grab her flowers while getting out and locking it. As I pass through the gate, I can’t stop the tears from coming to my eyes remembering all the times I bought her these flowers.

Our anniversary

Her birthday

Valentine's Day

Christmas

I got them for her on every occasion, big or small. I was another way for me to show my love to her.

Walking through the rows of stones, I stop in front of the one with her name on it.

In loving memory of Riley Stevens

Girlfriend, Daughter, and Friend

8/23/1995-2/1/2020

“Hi baby” I stutter out as the tears stream down my face.

“Happy birthday, I brought your favorite.”

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1d1195 · 2 years

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I’m so sorry for not updating recently. I’m working on a Niall story right now. But I still need some more time. Here is a stupid little blurb that might turn into something more eventually as a peace offering.

“Hi.”

She looked up from her textbook and notebook. She was copying down the problem onto the paper and was going to try to solve the example without looking. The voice interrupted her concentration and she was stunned to see the beautiful guy before her. “Hi,” she cleared her throat. She glanced around the dining hall quickly and noted all the girls staring at the pair. She knew what they were thinking: no way this gorgeous guy was interested in this plain girl. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. His back pack was slung over one shoulder and he tilted his head to one side looking at her.

“Erm…you’re in my physics class; m’Harry,” he said. He didn’t need to say it. She already knew that. It’s not like she hadn’t specifically chosen the seat at the front of the room so she couldn’t look at him all class. She had a degree to earn and Harry would make it impossible if she sat anywhere that had a view of him and his beautiful face. “M’really not very good,” he said with a breathy chuckle. “Are y’working on the homework right now?”

She cleared her throat again shyly. He was very cute. Too cute. That’s why everyone was still staring at them. There was no reason he should be talking to her. His smile was so crooked and his eyes were too green. It melted her. “Uh…yeah,” she said.

He was gonna ask for her take home quiz answers. She was sure of it. That was the only reason someone as cute as Harry would talk to her. “S’jus…you know the answer to all the questions in class…professor says I won’t pass if I don’t do well on the next test and the final…” he explained and he looked at his feet in embarrassment. “D’ya have time to tutor me? Or help me with the homework?” He asked shyly. “M’mum will kill me if I have to retake physics…again.”

She blinked. “Oh…Um…”

“It wouldn’t be for free!” He hurries to say. He was desperate for help. “Mum told me to find someone in the class or she’d find someone f’me,” he rolled his eyes. “She takes m’education very seriously. I feel bad for her because I’m just s’bad with physics,” he explained. He looked at the brilliant girl who’s pencil was still poised on the notebook and her other finger pointing to the problem she copied down from the book. Her whole notebook was a string of gibberish and Harry’s not certain even she, who he has deemed the smartest girl he’s ever met, can save him.

“I can help,” she says quietly. Her voice is so soft and Harry remembers back in the third week of the class when she was asked to explain a problem on the board. It’s the only one he got right on the exam and he’s so hopeful she’ll be his saving grace this semester. Her voice was downright melodic when she was explaining. He was hypnotized. She looked righty at home up at the board. Everyone could have cared less about her mini lecture. It was just Harry and the professor staring at her in awe at her perfect explanation.

“Really?!” His heart soared. She could hear the relief in his voice. “You’re an angel. Thank you!” He was smiling so brightly. He felt like he had won the lottery. “Erm…m’gonna go call m’mum. Will y’be here for a little while longer?”

“Y-yeah,” she stammered.

“Good, great!” His smile was sparkling. “I’ll…be right back,” he said and made his way outside the hall his phone already pressed to his ear.

She wondered how on earth she was supposed to tutor the cutest guy she’s ever seen in her life while all she could think about was how pink his lips were.

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violetsandfluff · 2 years

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Unapologetically inspired by this.

“Bronchitis, Hazza.” Louis’ voice woke Harry from a sound sleep.

“What?” he managed to croak out before coughing.

“The doctor says you have bronchitis, but if you take antibiotics you’ll feel better really soon!”

“How soon?”

“Well, you won’t get better overnight,” Louis explained, moving to sit on the edge of Harry’s bed, messed up from sleeping. “But you should stop being contagious within 24 hours and feel a little better everyday.”

“Will I be better in a week?” Harry asked, propping himself up on his elbows, face reddening.

“Of course you will,” Liam chuckled. “Why? Can’t wait to meet Y/N?”

“You shut up. I’m goin’ back t’ sleep.”

Doses of antibiotics got him to feel better quickly and his bandmates joked with him about it the entire time.

“Imagine if you hadn’t gotten better in a week, Harry,” Zayn commented. “What would you have done?

“Stayed at home and cried, probably,” Liam answered quickly.

“What is wrong with you guys?” Harry sighed indignantly, wrapping his arms around his knees and pulling them close to his chest.

“We’re just jokin’ with ya, Haz,” Niall said, patting his back. “Plus, we know how bad you wanna meet Y/N.”

“You gonna get ‘er flowers?” Louis asked and Harry groaned loudly, causing him to cough.

“No! I don’t wanna be ill anymore. I just wanna feel better,” he pleaded. “This has nothing to do with Y/N, okay?”

“If you say so,” Zayn agreed. “We just thought…”

“Since you get so flustered when one of us mentions her, or Saturday for that matter, your cheeks get all red and you get all smiley.” Liam finished.

Niall laughed and Harry scowled. “I need a nap. This is too much.”

“Get some rest, Hazza,” Louis agreed. “You’ll feel better for Y/N.”

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evanpeterscoffeemachine · 1 year

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Something Sweet

I had two accounts here but then i decided tha i’ll use this one and ow writing what i wrote in the other account

Fanfiction : One Direction

Pairings : Harry x Zayn

Warnings : Fluff, implied stuff, touching

Mini imagine, massive blurb

Having a writer's block was something Harry never faced. It was his enemy. Something he absolutely despised. He had written so many songs based on his life - his unexplored sexuality, his thoughts on touch, love, girls, men and Louis. He just wanted the fans to see what Zayn meant to him.

Sitting in his office room, Harry thought of taking a break. A break. His room was right next to the kitchen in that shared apartment. There was a warm, salty vanilla-like smell that lured him straight into the kitchen.

And there he was. The Perfect Man. HIS Perfect Man, Zayn. He had gotten off the phone talking to Gigi about their daughter and parental duties. He was making those 'small mutton pastries' for his daughter.

Harry did not like Gigi. The way her family treated Zayn; if only they were lucky enough to see his side. He did like the little girl though. Maybe he thought he'll have one with Zayn or a mini guy Darcy but he did somehow.

He walked into the kitchen lazily and sat on one of the bar stools opposite perfection. Zayn had heard Harry's grunting while sitting on that stool and boy did it do something to him !

"What're ya makin' ?"

"Did you write anything for the new title track?"

"What're ya makin' Zayn ?"

"Samosas. Do you want one ?"

"Can I have you instead? "

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harrysfolklore · 9 months

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love and tour - collab post

the amazing @watchmegetobsessed teamed up once again and we came up with this story for you ! READ THIS BLURB FIRST TO UNDERSTAND THIS STORY

we hope you like this <33

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

2010

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yourinstagram good luck harry on your x factor audition ! i know you don’t have instagram but i want to say that i’m proud of you and i believe in you <33

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xfactorupdates A new boy group was formed tonight with boys that didn’t make it to the next round. Their names are: Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson and Liam Payne

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username1 cuties ! i’m ready to support them

username2 that harry boy is so adorableee

yourinstagram i’m so proud of you harry !! good luck and congratulations boys <3

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harrystyles Picture of Oberhausen! Thank you for having us Germany. Tschüss!

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onedirectionfan1 MY SHOOOW

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yourinstagram Soon 👑

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yourbestie CONGRATULATIONS ❤️

onedirectionupdates Harry liked this post !

1dfan1 OMGG WHY DID HARRY LIKE THIS

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yourinstagram Where are this likes coming from 😳

onedirectionupdates From what we gathered, she’s an old friend of Harry’s and they probably went to high school together

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harrystyles LIVE IN LONDON. DEC 19.

Link in Bio for details on ticket access.

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harryfan1 OMFGGGG

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username1 gorgeous ! 💗

gemmastyles Can’t wait to see you ! It’s going to be just like old times ❤️

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yourbestie Tell me all the details once it’s done !!

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harryupdates “I have really special people with me tonight. My family is here, friends I haven’t seen in so long are here. I’m happy to have them around tonight.” - Harry in London tonight !

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harryfan1 AWEEEE

harryfan2 lovey boy

harryfan3 he was so happy his family and friends were there 🥺🥺

harryfan4 MY BABYYYY

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harryupdates Harry leaving the ONO afterparty tonight !

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harryfan1 HELLO???

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harryfan4 EXPLAIN

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harrystyles FINE LINE LIVE IN LONDON.

DEC 19 2019.

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harryfan1 MY BABYYY

lizzobeeating 💗

harryfan2 best show ever i cried the entire time

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harryfan3 COME BACK

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harrystyles DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME. Practice social distancing. Watermelon Sugar Video Out Now.

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harryfan1 BEST VIDEO EVER !!!

yourinstagram SUMMER ANTHEM !! 🧡

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yourinstagram quarantine diaries 🤍

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yourbestie i miss youuuuu so much

harryfan1 IS THAT HARRY??

annetwist ❤

harryfan2 yall are clowning that's not harry

↳ harryfan3 i know my man when i see him

↳ harryfan4 well he even liked this

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harrystyles Love On Tour. Las Vegas, NV.

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yourinstagram and so the adventure begins 🕺 💗on tour

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yourbestie YAY 🤩

annetwist Have fun !!

harryfan1 is this a crew member ?

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harryfan2 so harry knows how to use instagram

harryfan3 my question about who this girl is remain unanswered

TWITTER

2023

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yourinstagram 💗 ON TOUR, FOREVER.

when this tour started, harry and i were still brand new, this was a new world for me and one thing i was sure about is that i want to be by his side for every minute of it.

now that it’s coming to an end, i can’t help but feel incredible proud of the man that i get to call my fiancé and the one i’m going to spend the rest of my life with.

i love you, harry. i’m in constant awe of you and everything you do, thank you for letting me share every milestone with you.

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harryfan1 OMFGGGG😭😭😭

jefezoff My babies.

harryfan2 I LOVE THEM SO BAD

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harrystyles Love On Tour. Reggio Emilia. July, 2023.

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harryfan1 STOOOP😭

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harryfan2 THEYRE GETTING MARRIED

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astranva · 2 years

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“I don’t think I’ll be able to look at you if by choreography you mean something like–like Liam’s Strip That Down thing, please,” this part took me out omfg 😭

omg you should totally do a blurb of tiktok!yn showing harry the infamous video of liam dancing

ps i can’t wait for more backstage!gf!!!

i seriously wish for nothing more than to see harry’s reaction to liam

“H, just—look, you’re going to hit record,” you explained, “And then you’re going to ask me what I’m listening to.”

“Like, what are you listening to?”

You nodded, “Alright, ready?”

Harry gave you a thumb up, carefully looking at your phone as he began to record you, “Excuse me, excuse me,” he began, trying to stifle his laughter, you took out one earphone from your ear, pretending to look a little confused at him, “What are you listening to?”

“Oh,” you took your phone out, showing it to Harry, “I’m listening to Strip That Down by Liam Payne.”

“Alright, have a good day.”

“You, too,” you put a peace sign up before walking away, Harry filming as you went down to the ground, doing Liam’s choreography for the song, and the phone shook with Harry’s laughter.

You had intended to keep it in your drafts after editing it, and the worst part was that you thought you had but since you were close to the fans, you followed the accounts where you could interact with them the most and it was through one Instagram account that you had known that you had actually posted it.

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user1 THEY DIDN’T!!!!!

user2 STOOOOPP THERE’S NO WAY THEY DID YHAG 😭😭😭

user3 we don’t deserve y/n

user4 y/n saving tiktok again 🫶

user5 Y/N THE UNHINGED ROCKSTAR’S GF

#harry styles blurb #harry styles imagine #tiktok series

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lxndonorris · 3 years

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fashionista - Liam Payne

Y/N x Liam Payne

Theme: smutish, touching, teasing, swearing (not too explicit)

Liam is tired about not going out and dressing up so you suggest a fashion show x

word count: 1090+

It’s a grey and dull Monday afternoon when you find yourself lying on the sofa in your apartment, your head casually resting on your boyfriend’s lap while he’s playing Fifa on his Playstation 4. You’re wearing one of your most comfortable shirts and pants while Liam is just wearing his Hugo Boss boxershorts and socks. He’s focused on winning his match, just barely being in the lead while you’re enjoying the sight of him, his muscles tensing every now and then while the tension grows more and more.

Smiling weakly, you snuggle into his tummy, placing a single kiss against his skin. “Hey, I’m ticklish.” Liam giggles underneath his breath and his whole body reacts to your tender touch. Just then, the game ends and he managed to win in the end, with him screaming loudly. “Fuck yeah.” He throws his controller against the pillow at your feet while the commentator concludes the game. “Congrats.” You giggle as he turns his face towards you, smiling brightly. “Thanks, babe.” Liam bends down and kisses you lovingly, once, then twice, the feeling of his soft lips on yours giving you goosebumps.

After he separates from you, you can see his expression changing slowly, from a smile to a deep frown as his gaze wanders out of the window and on to the city, the grey, clouded sky hovering above. “Is something wrong?” You ask him worryingly and place a hand at his chest, gently stroking him with your fingers barely brushing across his skin. “Huh? Eh, it’s nothing.” Liam says, embracing your touch with his hand. “I can tell when you’re lying, you know?” You say quietly while your hand wanders to his face until you grab his chin tenderly, and turn his head towards yours.

“I know.” He sighs, his whole body softening in an instant. For a few seconds, both of you look into each other’s eyes while he thinks about what to say next. “It’s just.” Liam finally says as you slowly let go of his chin, your fingers brushing through his scruffy beard back to his hand on his chest. “I. I miss dressing up you know.” He forces a weak smile and embraces your hand once more, squeezing yours firmly. “Yeah, same.” You say quietly, watching his fingers intertwine with yours. “I mean, I like how you look right now.” Looking down at his well-trained chest and tattoed arms, you lick your lower lip, desiring to kiss him once more.

But Liam now growls deeply and gnashes his teeth. “Oh, is that so?” He bends down again, stopping once his lips are just inches away from yours. “Yeah, of course.” You say breathlessly but before you can kiss him, he starts to tickle you wildly, causing you to laugh heavily. There is no use fighting him in this position, but you try to anyways until he grabs your wrists and holds you in place. After catching your breath, you watch him running a hand through his hair and beard, his eyes stuck on yours. “Why don’t you get dressed for me?” You say and place a hand at his neck, stroking him gently.

Liam’s eyes narrow quickly as he tries to see if you’re playing one of your little games but then, his face lightens up and he licks his lips again. “Sounds like fun.” He growls deeply and raises both of his eyebrows. “Right?” You clap your hands and get up from his lap while he gets up as well and walks towards your bedroom. Before he vanishes behind the door, however, he turns around. “Hope you’ll enjoy the show.” Smirking playfully, he winks and runs a hand down his chest to his boxers, gently brushing over his crotch. “I think I will.” You blow him a kiss and he disappears inside the room, closing the door behind him.

While you can hear him singing behind closed doors, you turn on one of his songs, Familiar, and wait for him to start your private fashion show. The door opens widely and he steps outside, wearing one of his favorite Adidas tracksuits, a blue velour one with white sneakers and sunglasses. Liam strikes a pose between the doorframe, looking at you over his glasses. Excited, you clap again as he walks on his catwalk, in front of you, behind you until he stops, striking another post. You cheer from him as he walks perfectly, model-like as if he would do it every day, back into the bedroom.

It doesn’t take long for him to come back, this time, wearing a black leather jacket a white, tight shirt, another pair of black track pants, and dark leather boots, heading right back onto the catwalk. Whistling, you watch him enjoying every second of it, even posing right in front of you, pulling his shirt, exposing his abs, letting you touch them for just a few moments before he gets back into his wardrobe. “Are you ready?” Liam says loudly, and you can tell that he’s smiling brightly. You cheer for him again and call his name a few times until he walks back into frame, wearing nice and tight black suit pants and shoes, combined with a fancy looking, golden shirt with flowers imprinted, his sleeves rolled up to show off his gorgeous tattoos.

Liam runs a hand through his hair and for a final time, gets on to the catwalk. “You look so good.” You smirk reaching for his hand once he stops again, which he embraces instantly. “Thank you.” He smiles, pulls at your hand to get you off the sofa just to get you even closer to him. “Liam.” You giggle quietly as he puts his hands on your waist, holding your hips right in front of his while he leans into you, to kiss you passionately. The smell of his cologne, paired with the sweet taste of his lips clouds all of your senses as he kisses you, again and again, his tongue exploring every corner of your mouth.

“Hm.” You moan right into his mouth before he slowly separates from you, his beautiful eyes looking right into your soul. “Thank you, Y/N:” Liam groans deeply, his voice huskier than before. “I needed that.”

You place two fingers at his jawline, tracing it through his beard to his wet lips. “Always.” Leaning in, you kiss him while your hand wanders across his neck along his arm to his hand. For a few moments, you cuddle and slowly dance through your living room, enjoying each other’s company.

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eversince-louis · 4 years

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Can I request a just really fluffy Liam x reader where they both have the day off and spend the day together at home just watching movies and whatnot? Thank you!💕

You loved having the day off but something you loved even more than that was you and Liam both having the day off. It didn’t happen very frequently. He was always in the studio, doing a photo shoot, stuck at an interview or performing somewhere and you were always working your boring 9 to 5 job. He had told you many times to just quit and spend time with him because he knew how much you dreaded it but you didn’t want to be dependent on someone. So when your alarm didn’t go off this morning and neither did his you were both elated.

“Okay. We’re having a movie day. No leaving the house or exercising or cooking. It’s gonna be me and you on that couch for the entire day.” He announced happily.

How could you say no to such a declaration? You couldn’t nor would you ever want to. Your rare do nothing days with Liam were always your favorite.

The two of you got snuggled in on your big comfortable sofa, blankets wrapped around the both of you like a cocoon. There were crumbs from your snacks riddling the coffee table and the floor, most of them from the popcorn fight Liam had started a couple horrible Netflix movies ago.

You perked up as the doorbell rang and your boyfriend got up to retrieve the pizza that he had ordered an hour ago. He came back a few minutes later, 3 boxes in his hand.

“Look what I’ve got!” He waved the boxes around and wiggled his eyebrows. He set the boxes on the table in front of you. “This is a no plate affair right?”

You nodded enthusiastically. “Plates are for suckers.” He laughed before sitting back down next to you and lifting up the lid to reveal the delicious food. “Have I ever told you how much I love you, Li?”

He laughed again. “Yeah yeah. Just eat your pizza, y/n.”

You ate your pizza as you turned on the next movie. It was some sort of comedy about something but you didn’t really know what was happening because all you wanted to do was look at your laughing boyfriend. You loved to admire his contagious smile and the way his eyes crinkled when he was laughing whole heartedly. You loved him with your entire being and these moments meant the world to you.

“I’m glad we got to do this today. I think we both needed it.”

He nodded. “We definitely did. It’s been a stressful month, yeah?”

You put your hands on each side of his face, pulling him forward a bit so you could kiss him. “Having you in my life makes every stressful day I’ve ever had seem not that stressful.”

“Come here.” He laid back, patting his chest.

You smiled, cuddling into his warm torso and letting out a sigh of comfort. “You’re never allowed to leave again. It’s you, me and this couch for the rest of our lives.”

He chuckled. “You know that I would love that. Don’t tease me with such enticing thoughts.” He put his arms around you, dragging his fingertips up and down your back.

“I’m gonna fall asleep if you keep doing that.”

“That’s okay, y/n. I could stay like this forever.”

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blogginjh · 1 year

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Here’s a video you’ve never seen of harry styles…because I took it 💅

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omgonedirectionwriting · 5 years

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Prompt= “One more minute ‘cause I don’t wanna go” — Slow

“Where are you going?” I walked into my bedroom that I shared with my fiancee, Y/n, to find her packing a bag.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she said, making me look closer at the items she was shoving into the duffel bag. “You are.”

I knew that I was leaving that night to catch a flight to LA where I needed to meet with someone about a new upcoming solo and video contract. Even though that was good news, it didn’t register as that to my fiancee. “What’s going on?”

She sighed, finally standing up to look at me in the eye. “You’re going on tour. Again.” Deflated, she plopped down on the bed, sadly glancing at all the reminders of me she would have once I left. “You don’t know how hard it, Liam.”

I sat next to her, placing my hand on her knee. “Babe, I get it. You don’t like when I’m gone.”

“That’s not the point, Liam.” Her hazel eyes mirrored her loneliness back at me. The reflection of myself in them was blurry as a single tear fell down her cheek. “You’re always gone.”

I took her hand in mine, scratching my hand on the diamond that I had given her about six months ago. I squinted my eyes, preparing myself for what was about to come after my question. “Is this about the wedding?”

That stuck a nerve. Her eyebrows furrowed together. Eyes turned from depressed to just straight up fucking pissed. She erupted with rage, jumping off the bed and turning to glare at me. She threw her arms over her head and yelled, “Well, dammit, Liam! How the fuck are we supposed to have the perfect wedding when you’re never here to help me plan it!?! I can’t do it all by myself.”

“Babe, you know we can do whatever you want. As long as you’re at the end of the aisle in a beautiful white dress, I couldn’t care less about the cake or where the guests sit.”

She rubbed her hands down her face. “You don’t get it.” She bent down in front of me so she could look directly into my face. “Liam, this is a COUPLE’S activity. Planning a night where I will become YOUR WIFE. You need to be involved in more than just signing a check!”

I pulled her face against mine, lips locking. When we pulled apart, her tears were back, but replaced with anger instead of sadness. “I promise that after this trip to LA, I will be more involved. You can even sign me up on Pinterest if you want me to start looking at tuxes for the guys.”

She took me to the airport that night, holding my hand tight. I was taking a red eye to escape the crowds but also so I wouldn’t have too much jet lag. She walked me to security, then wrapped her arms around my neck. My agent was escorting me the rest of the way. He was standing on the opposite side of the body scanner. He waved when he saw us approaching the TSA agent.

“Babe, I love you.” Y/n whispered in my ear as I held her body against mine.

“I love you, too, honey.” I kissed her cheek, rubbing her back.

From the other side of the security line, my agent yelled, “Come on, Liam! We have a plane to catch!”

I pulled myself away from her to call back to him. “One more minute ‘cause I don’t wanna go.” I looked back down at Y/n, cupping her face. “I never want to leave you, babe."

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darling-louis · 6 years

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My Favorite

Synopsis: 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.

Word Count: 3.5k!

“What’s up guys?! We’re One Direction!! Although you probably already knew that,” You chuckled at Liam’s little joke. “Anywayyyy, how’re you all doing tonight?!” The crowd roared. You could hear Liam’s voice ring through the speakers of the venue, which inevitably made you grin. “Good! We’re gonna start with an oldie, let’s see if you lot remember it.” The beat to C’mon, C’mon starts playing, one of your favorites. It reminded you of when you first met the boys, all that time ago.

During their first tour, you were given the job of making sure everything was plugged in and set up for the boys. You got paid a hefty chunk of cash every month and you definitely weren’t complaining since you were secretly a fan of the band (Though you tried to keep that part of your life on the down-low so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself). During the set-up and practice for one of the concerts off of the first album, you had accidentally tripped on one of the thousands of cords towards the back of the stage and were thoroughly embarrassed—not to mention extremely red. You tried to get up and hobble around, but it hurt too much and you just ended up back on the ground wincing in pain.

The boys were walking onstage, about to warm up for their practice. They were all having one big conversation about which Kardashian was the sexiest (Liam had the most to say on this topic), and went up to their mics. On the way there, Liam turned around and saw you sitting on the floor, obviously in pain. “Are yeh okay, love?”

“Uhm, not really. I think I sprained my ankle. I can’t seem to get up on my own, so looks like I might spend the rest of my life right here on this stage.” You made a sad attempt of a joke to hide your nerves since this was the first time you’ve ever spoken to your favorite member of One Direction. You mentally face-palmed yourself.

Liam chuckled, “Not if I have anythin’ to do with it. Seems like I ‘ave to Save You Tonight,” he winks at you, which made you blush immensely. Liam helped you up and let you lean on him while walking you to a chair towards the back of the stage. You could still see the boys from where you were, which was good. Watching them practice always brings a smile to your face. It’s crazy how much energy they have, you’re always tired, yourself. You’re essentially Sleepy the Dwarf.

He sat you down in your chair gently and you gave him a grateful smile, which he returned. That’s why Liam was your favorite, he was always so polite and kind. He reminded you of a little puppy.

“Payno where are ya?!” you heard Niall yell up from the front on stage.

Liam gave a small sigh while giving you an apologetic look. “Sorry, Ni! Had to save a damsel in distress!” he yelled back.

“I gotta go, but I hope your ankle is okay.” Liam started jogging towards the front of the stage, but not before he told one of the crew members about your ankle, who said they would “get right on it.”

You smiled to yourself as you watched the boys practice and jump around rambunctiously on stage. Your first interaction with Liam wasn’t that bad, you thought.

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“Mate, are ya sure you’re alrigh’? You’ve been in your head all day.” Niall asked. The boys were all walking back to the tour bus, they had just finished up practice.

“Yeh, jus’ thinkin’.” Liam replied. Truth is, he couldn’t shake the thought of you out of his mind. Ever since saw you on that floor and heard you make that terrible joke, you’ve been in his thoughts. “Say, mate, d’ya know who that girl was? The one I helped before we practiced?”

Louis snickered. “Ohhhh, so that’s where ya‘ve been! Payno’s little damsel in distress, hmmm?” He elbowed Liam jokingly, poking fun at him.

“I dunno mate, I jus’ can’t seem to get her out of my head.”

Harry speaks up, “Actually, she’s been here since the first tour, but I guess you were too busy with Danielle then.”

Liam blows a raspberry. “D’ya know which bus she stays on?”

“Probably the one for the setup crew, genius.” Zayn jokes.

“Am I really the only one who hasn’t noticed her before? I’ll catch up with you lot later. Save me a drink.” Liam glares at Niall before turning and jogging his way towards what he assumed was your tour bus.

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You were comfortably laying in your bunk in your pj’s (some random pajama pants an old tee that you threw on), just scrolling through your instagram feed. You had amassed quite a bit of followers since you worked for 1D. A few times, one of the boys had tagged you in some behind-the-scenes photos, but never Liam. Then again, he was with Danielle when you joined the team, so he probably didn’t notice that you even existed, with her being so breathtakingly gorgeous and all.

A knock at the door interrupted your endless scrolling. You groaned. Jake probably wanted you to do more work because no one had told him that you were injured. There’s a serious communication problem with some of the people on this team. You went up to get to door, already pissed off with the rest of the team.

“Jake! Look bud, I can’t work right now! Maybe no one has told you—“ You voice caught in your throat when you opened the door to see the beautiful, puppy-of-a-man, Liam James Payne standing right there before you.

“Sorry, love. ‘M’not Jake, but maybe that’s a good thing…?” Liam furrowed his fuzzy brows, trying to figure out what you were on about.

You were thoroughly embarrassed, and were turning quite red. Liam saw this and tried to utter some sort of comfort, “Don’ worry ‘bout it, don’ be embarrassed! I just came by for a friendly visit!”

Now it was your turn to furrow your not-so-fuzzy brows. Liam hadn’t so much as glanced at you during these past few years of working for the band. Why did he want to start now? “Okay..have a seat?” You motioned to the nearby couch. Liam took a seat, you sat on the loveseat across from it, within reaching distance of him.

Liam grinned up at you like a child. Even though you were extremely confused, Liam didn’t miss a beat. He didn’t let the conversation dry out or go dull even once. Part of the “Payno Charm”, you guessed.

“So, how have I not known about you? The boys say you’ve been here ever since the first tour.”

You let out a small chuckle. “Yep,” you popped the P as you said this, “But then again, I’m just one of the many stagehands. Nothing significant about little ol’ me.”

“I know nearly everyone on the team. Maybe you were avoiding me, huh?” Liam joked, or maybe he was flirting. You couldn’t tell.

The funny thing is, his theory actually made sense. Since he was you favorite, you were always super worried about not making a fool of yourself in front of him. You hadn’t meant to avoid him, it just happened. Whenever he walked up to the guys, you finished your conversation and left, immediately getting butterflies just from the sight of him.

“Y/N? Wait a minute…you were avoiding me weren’t you? I was only joking!” He looked a little upset at this. This certainly wasn’t what you wanted.

“Want to know the truth?” You started apprehensively, playing with the loose thread on your pajama pants while looking at the floor.

“The truth is always the best route.” He nodded, telling you to go on.

“This is embarrassing...but ever since you lot were on the x-factor I’ve been a huge fan. You were always the one I rooted for the most, even with your outrageously long side-swept bangs,” Liam shook his head and laughed at this part. You continued, “I guess since I’ve admired you for so long, I was terrified of making a fool of myself when we met, even more so than I was with the other boys—which doesn’t really make sense, since you’re the nicest. Geez, you probably think I’m some weird fangirl now.” (You didn’t mention the fact that you had a blog specifically for Liam).

“Y/N, you didn’t faint or cry when I came up to yeh earlier today, I think it’s safe to say that you’re not some ‘weird fangirl.’” He gave you another one of his signature kind smiles. You smiled back, which only made him smile more.

You sat like that, across from but close to each other, just smiling and looking at the other one’s eyes. “Pardon me if I’m being too forward, Y/N, but I think you’re absolutely, gobsmackingly gorgeous.” Your inhaled sharply, taken by surprise. He didn’t look away from your eyes as he said this, like most guys would. He was confident in these type of situations, you thought.

You kept your gaze at his eyes, not daring to look away. The room was dead silent, except for your (what you imagined was heavy, being as flustered as you were) breathing.

Liam reached his hand across the space between the couch and the loveseat, slowly taking yours in his. You closed your eyes gently, savoring every moment, never wanting it to end. When his hand gently slipped across yours, your heart sped up. You shuddered at the feeling of his soft, slightly calloused hands. He held it lightly, giving it a reassuring squeeze. When you opened your eyes, he was still gazing intently up at you.

Suddenly there was rapid knocking at the door, startling you both, making Liam drop your hand. You involuntarily pouted, mentally killing whoever was outside.

“Oh, Paynooooo,” you heard Louis sing through the door. “I don’t see a sock on the door, so I’m assuming the both of you are doing something G-rated, like playing checkers.” You heard what sounded like Niall snicker behind the door.

Liam rolled his eyes and groaned. He got up from the couch as you remained seated, not sure what you should do. “Oi! Stuff it, Lou!” Liam shouted as he made his way to the door, opening it to reveal the two boys, both with amused smirks on their faces. You blushed and pretended to busy yourself with your phone.

“You’re needed at soundcheck, Payno. Truly sorry to interrupt you kiddies.” Louis winks at you.

“Another one? They’re really bustin’ our chops after Zayn’s mic stopped working last concert, huh?” He looks back to you with sad eyes, “Sorry, Love. We’ll catch up later, yea?”

“Yea..” You can’t help but feel somewhat deflated and depressed as the boys left you alone with your thoughts. You figured it was time for a nap, you could never go wrong with one of those.

——————

After soundcheck, the boys were filled with energy, not to anyone’s surprise. They all decided to go to the nearby beach for a quick dip before dinner. Liam was definitely in the mood for some surfing, and so was Louis. The two rarely got the chance to enjoy a nice wave with all the touring they do, not to mention the fact that two full-size surfboards take up so much space on the bus.

As they’re all walking down the beach, people are already starting to notice. Paps are here snapping pictures, how they knew the guys would be here, nobody knew. Liam cheekily posed for a few of them, just to lighten the mood. The others ignored them for the most part.

Who they didn’t ignore is their fans, who came up to them while tanning. Only a few, maybe 4 or 5. Regardless, they were all happy to sign something and snap pictures with the girls. It was nice when fans were pleasant like these were, not overbearing and screaming. Once they got a few hugs and pictures, they went on their way. Plus, it made the guys feel good when they saw the smiles on the girls’ faces. They were somebody’s reason to smile, that feeling never got old.

As Liam and Louis separated from the rest of the guys to go catch some waves, the talking and joking ceased. Both boys were admiring the mesmerizing sound of the waves crashing upon the shore. The water was a striking color of blue today, almost too pretty to touch. That’s what Liam thought of Y/N, too pretty to touch. Just like that, she consumed his thoughts again. Both boys went on their own conquest to find waves to ride, giving congratulatory smiles and a thumbs up whenever the other successfully caught one.

—————

The sun was setting as Louis and Liam jogged back towards the rest of the group, surfboards in tow. Zayn was trying to bury Niall, who was snacking (nevermind the fact that they were literally about to leave for dinner), and Harry was reading a book of poetry with the last rays of sunlight.

“Can’t leave you three alone for anything, can we?” Louis sassed, referring to Niall’s new home in the sand.

“Oi, maybe this time Niall won’t burn!” Zayn joked, still shoveling sand onto the poor irishman, who was seemingly unphased by what was happening.

“You know who else we can’t leave alone?” Louis wriggled his eyebrows towards Liam, who sighed heavily. “Big Payno here, was about to get some with lovely little Y/N earlier.”

Niall and Louis both snickered again as they recalled what happened earlier. Liam was glad the sun was setting, otherwise the other boys would tease him endlessly for blushing so much.

“Hush up, Louis! I don’t need all the tabloids in the world knowing about my sex life!”

“Oh, so you admit it!” Louis jumps and claps his hands together excitedly—he really is a little kid.

“Guys, I think I’m in trouble with this one. There’s something about her...Something that makes me want to know her and protect her from the world.”

“Spoken like a true softy,” Niall joked, “‘Though if ya keep at ‘er, maybe you’ll ‘ave more dan a softy, eh??”

“NIALL.” Liam chucks his towel at him, narrowly missing and hitting Harry instead, who was still in another world filled of poetry.

“Oi!” Harry shouts angrily.

“Sorry, H.”

Zayn clears his throat and speaks up, “Though on a real note, Liam, I think you should seriously go for it. Regardless of if it works out or not, I really think that you’ll both enjoy your time together, and that’s really all that matters, mate. She’s a great girl. I’ve had only a handful of conversations with her, but she’s always so bright and cheerful, like yourself. I think you two would be rather cute together.”

Liam blushed again, even though none of the boys could see it since it was now fully dark out.

“Guyssss,” Niall started whining, “Can we pleaseee go get some dinner now?”

“Idea: Maybe we could even invite Y/N. We can be Liam’s wingmen and what-not.” Harry pipes up. A true sap for romance, he was.

“That sounds like a great idea. I’ll shoot her a text.” Zayn replied, pulling out his phone. “I got her number awhile back when she used to get a few of us coffee often. I’m telling you, Liam, she’s basically the female version of you.” Zayn lightly punches Liam in the shoulder, both boys grinning.

Needless to say, Liam was pretty excited for dinner, and not just because of the food.

—————

You were in your trailer binge-watching Catfish when your phone chimed, signaling that you had a text. When you picked up your phone and saw that it was from Zayn, your interest definitely piqued. He hadn’t texted you since last month. Weird.

Z: Do you want to come to dinner with me and the lads? We can pick you up. Its that seafood place right by the beach

Would Liam be there? Man, you hoped so.

Sure!, you replied.

Z: Good! Be there in 30 minutes :)

Now, what were you going to wear?

——————

You all were seated at a large round table, waiting for your food. You sat in between Liam and Zayn, ever so thankful for the invitation to join them for dinner.

“Oh, come on! Everybody has a favorite member!” Louis rolled his eyes. He’s been trying to get you to rank all of them for the past 5 minutes. Quite a bugger, he was.

You blushed and looked quickly at Liam, who shrugged. Finally, you gave in to Louis’ seemingly endless torment.

You gave an exasperated and over-dramatic sigh. “Fine, Louis. From most to least favorite, it’s Liam, Zayn, Harry, Niall, and then you.” You purses your lips and narrowed your eyes at him. Serves him right.

Louis raised his eyebrows in surprise. “I’m all the way at the bottom?! This is a disgrace. You’re a disgrace Y/N.”

You roll your eyes. Such a drama queen, always has been. The other boys snicker at your sass towards Louis.

“So Liam’s your favorite, eh?” Niall smirks and looks between you two.

“This is why you’re second to last, Horan.”

——————

You woke up to a rapid knocking at your trailer door. You looked at the clock: 3 AM. Nobody in their right mind would wake you up this early in the morning, it must have been something horrible.

You groped around in the dark for the doorknob, your eyes not fully adjusted to the pitch black of the room just yet. Finally finding it, you poked your head out a tad to see Liam. He was swaying slightly. A big, dopey grin broke out on his face when he saw you. “Y/N!”

You swung the door open fully, letting him come in. He was obviously drunk. Why he was at your door, you had no idea. Nevertheless, a drunk Liam was still a Liam. “Y/N, d’ya know yeh have the prettiest eyes I think I’ve ever seen?” He hiccuped and grabbed your hand, pulling you onto his lap. You were too tired to react any differently.

“Say, that bed looks mighty cozy. ‘Aven’t had a good cuddle in a while….Can we cuddle, Y/N? You’re so warm and pretty, please let’s cuddle.” He was rambling at this point, but a cuddle did sound good to you, and who were you to reject your favorite boy? You nodded and made your way to the bed.

“I’ll be the big spatula. Spoons are bad.” You chuckled at this. Liam sounded just like a child. At least he was a happy, cuddly drunk.

He flopped onto the bed and sloppily got under the still-warm covers. He held his arms out for you to get in, and you happily obliged. He sighed when you were pressed up against his chest. “Been wantin’ this for awhile, Hun. You don’ even know.”

Your heart sped up in your chest. This was just like a dream. You only hoped that when morning came, and he wasn’t drunk anymore, he wouldn’t be upset by what he was doing right now.

You nestled into his chest, his arms tight around you. He smelled like expensive cologne that you wanted to breathe in forever. You were lulled to sleep by his rhythmic breathing.

—————

When you awoke, you were still held tight in Liam’s arms. You shifted a bit, trying to pull the covers up over the both of you. You froze when Liam shifted and groaned sleepily.

He sat up with a fright, looking around wide-eyed and confused. “Y/N?”

“..Yea?” Here it came. The regret and embarrassment.

“Did we sleep together?”

“Yes. Well, we fell asleep together, nothing happened except for cuddling,” You looked at him sheepishly, “You came to my door at 3 AM drunk and begged for a cuddle. You even used your little puppy dog eyes.”

Liam chuckled roughly, voice still scratchy from the night’s rest. “Well, I’ll have to thank Drunk-Liam next time I see him. He seems to have more confidence than I do when it comes to the ladies.” He brushed a few strands of hair from out of your face as you both laid across from each other, tangled up in the covers. “Yeh look mighty pretty in the mornings, Hun. So pretty, you’re not letting me think straight. And your lips…” He traced them with his finger, “...I could kiss you right now, you know.” He whispered.

You shuddered. “You’re very welcome to do it.”

And just like that, Liam shuffled closer to you and closed the space between both of your faces. His lips passionately, but softly, against yours. Your hand went into the dip on his side, his went around your back, pulling you closer towards him, lips never leaving each other.

You finally broke free for air, both gasping. You’d dreamed of that since you were a teenager, but he didn’t need to know that. Even with all the fanfictions you wrote about him, this kiss wasn’t like anything you’d ever imagined—it was so much better. Liam Payne was quite the kisser.

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