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Part I of Finisterre: Till The End Of The World 🌹🐚☀️🌖🌊🫧🍃⚓️🚤🌄

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Finally, some time to breathe! Harry thought to himself as the taxi dropped him off at the hotel. He had left the studio at 6pm and landed in Spain at 11pm. It was now 1am, and he was exhausted from the journey. But the purpose of this trip was not work, it was relaxing and exploring new places. Once the taxi driver helped him unload his suitcase and guitar, he tipped him generously, leaving him astounded, and he made his way into the hotel lobby.

He had done a little research beforehand on the area and found that most people did not speak English, so this provided him with a great opportunity to practice his – let’s be honest, non-existent – Spanish skills. He’d been cautious anyway, so booked the hotel online, under a pseudonym (not that he’d be recognized, seeing as most of the population was elderly, fishermen or cows), so all he had to do was to hand in his fake ID and they’d give him his room card and number.

He walked up the small lobby stairs to the check-in area, where he saw a woman thanking the man behind the check-in desk. It was 1am, who the hell, apart from his stupid arse, would be checking in at this time? He observed her movements curiously. She picked the long strap of a small, squared bag from the ground and extended her suitcase handle before she made her way to the lift. That bag looked familiar: it had the name of a brand he always forgets, but Anthony, his tour photographer, always raves about.

“Buenas noches. ¿Le puedo ayudar en algo?” He hadn’t realised that he was staring until he was brought out of his trance by the man behind the desk. He turned his gaze to meet him and he made his way to the reception area. “Erm… Yeah, um…” He quickly pulled out his ID and handed it in. “Tengo una… erm… room booked?” He shifted his eyes quickly from the desk back to the elevator when he heard a ding. It was too late, though, the doors were closing, and he didn't get the chance to look at the woman with the camera bag.

“English? Do you have a room booked with us, sir?” Harry shook his head slightly, pushing the thought of the mysterious woman out of his mind. “Yeah” He cleared his throat, focusing now on the man before him. “Yes, Mick Green”.

“Alright” the man – Xosé, according to his name tag – said, typing in the information into the computer. “Here you go, Mister Green. Room 305. It’s on floor number three, a couple doors to the left of the elevator. If you need anything, our room service is available 24 hours. The kitchen’s closed until breakfast right now, but if you’re hungry we might be able to get something ready for you.”

Harry grabbed the card and smiled politely to the receptionist. “Thank you, I’m alright. I’ll just go to my room and get some sleep. Good night–” he tried to pronounce his name but stammered a bit. “Xosé, sir. I’ll be here all night if you need anything. Have a good night”.

Harry nodded politely, repeating his name. He wanted to learn. “Gracias” his accent showcased through his speech. “Good night”. He repeated the same actions the mysterious woman had done before he lost her to the elevator: he picked up his suitcase from the ground and, with his guitar on his back, he took the lift and made his way up to the third floor.

***

The morning was rather chilly despite the summer season; the crisp night cold still lingering in the air. Harry held a coffee mug on his left hand. He was stood in the large balcony of his hotel room with only a pair of boxers on. The sunrise was a calming mixture of yellows and whites, contrasting beautifully with the clear blue sky. It seemed like the clouds had banished that morning. The mountains were far, but he could make out different shapes and colours on their hills with how transparent the sky was. The wind was non-existent, and so were the waves. The rocks down by the beach at his feet him shone bright under the first rays of sun, thanks to the tranquil sea and the low tide.

It was barely 7am, 6am back home, but Harry’s internal clock was as British as it gets. It didn’t matter if he went to bed at nine in the evening or at two in the morning, he always woke up a little before seven. Sometimes, this habit came in very handy, when it came to meetings and work events, but when it came to holidays, it was a curse. He would eventually adjust though.

Some people would consider him a psychopath - being barely dressed so early in the morning and feeling the cold atmosphere almost to the bone seemed something out of a torture manual. However, the clash between the hot coffee down his throat and the chilly morning breeze were a nice shock to Harry’s system. It wakes him up quicker and more effectively, he’d say.

He spent a few minutes simply admiring the breath-taking landscape before him. It seemed like it belonged on a travel guidebook, or even on some National Geographic documentary — simply wonderful. Once he felt his body start to shiver, he decided it was time to go for a little run along the beach and then have some breakfast at the hotel restaurant.

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His run was shorter than usual, the beach wasn't too big, and his stomach started growling not long after the third lap, so he simply decided to have some breakfast and explore the town for a bit.

He put his shirt back on and made his way back to the hotel. It was still fairly early, so there weren't many people walking around. As he stepped into the lobby, the mysterious woman from the night before was rushing out the door.

"Bos días!" She greeted him politely, waving quickly as they crossed paths. A bright smile adorned her face, which made him smirk lightly at the feeling of a silent tingle in his heart. It urged him to shift on his feet and follow her hurried figure attentively with his eyes.

She kept walking hurriedly, until she suddenly stopped: it had just dawned on her who she had just greeted. To pretend she hadn't just recognised him, she looked to both sides of the road before grabbing her phone and pretended to call someone. While the dial tones were supposed to be ringing, she shifted her torso to look around her and noticed him staring at her.

The second he realised he'd been caught, he felt like a teenager caught spying on his crush. To play it cool, he waved at her with wide smile on his face and his dimples making an appearance, and when she smiled sweetly at him and waved back, he turned around and tried not to rush in too quickly to catch the lift. This was so embarrassing. She probably thinks he's a creep now.

Was he seriously staring at her? Did he smile at her?! With dimples?! Hold up. Is this a dream? It certainly feels like it.

She stood in the middle of the pavement staring at the hotel entrance, hoping he'd come out and talk to her, or gift her another one of those breath-taking smiles of his, or just anything, really. Any excuse for him to come out again so she could assume it was not a dream was good enough for her. But when that didn't happen after five minutes of her just staring at the doors, she shook her head, trying to come back to reality, and resumed her rushed walk to her car.

Harry, on the other hand, felt a bit lost on his way up on the lift. It had been a while since he'd felt this way. Probably since his teenage years, because he had never felt all giddy inside just from an encounter with a stranger. A beautiful one at that, but stranger, nonetheless. And who probably didn't even speak English, so he felt a bit stupid for feeling this way.

He shook his head, not paying much attention to his feelings, or rather, not wanting to acknowledge them properly, and he took a shower before getting dressed in his yellow swimming trunks and a loose button up with the buttons mostly undone, leaving his moth tattoo almost on full display. He slipped on his trusty checked blue and white vans, Gucci sunglasses on his head and his personalised tote bag on his shoulder with all the essentials for a beach day, a small notebook, and a pen, and made his way into the little town to explore around and enjoy the day.

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The afternoon had been quite exciting and relaxing. He swam and sunbathed for a couple hours without being recognised, and then explored the lively town, despite it being a weekday. After having dinner in a cosy little restaurant by the beach, Harry decided it was time to head back to the hotel. It was almost 10pm, but the warm colours of the sunset were still lingering in the sky – the twilight had started to set in, creating an aura of peace. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. He was overcome with the contrast of the crashing waves before him, and the bubbly hubbub left behind. It made a sense of calmness he had not felt in a very long time wash over him.

When he opened his eyes again, he looked down at the beach and noticed a few kids playing around with a football ball, a couple people making the most of the last rays of sun and a person putting away their camera. For a second, Harry thought of the mysterious woman he had seen the night before and that same morning, but it couldn’t be, it would have been too big of a coincidence to be true.

He discarded that thought and looked at the crossroad. Which way was the hotel again? It was first right and then left, right? No, right and then left. …. Left and left…? Oh, for fuck’s sake, I’m lost.

He went to grab his phone from his tote bag, but it wasn’t there. That’s when he realised, he had left it on the bedside table of the hotel room. He sighed defeatedly and brought his attention back to the beach. He’d figure out later how to get to the hotel, right now he wanted to enjoy the last minutes of the sunset. His focus went back to the mysterious woman, who had already packed all her equipment. Upon further inspection, and the fact that she was exiting the beach walking towards him, he realised that she was indeed the same woman he had seen that morning. Well, here goes nothing.

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LABYRINTH / FERNANDO ALONSO

fernando alonso x female singer reader / SMAU FIC

FACE CLAIM / TAYLOR SWIFT

WARNINGS / badly google translated spanish

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ynupdates in a recent interview for the upcoming release of YN/LN’s feature on vogue, when asked if she has anything coming up YN responded saying, “funny enough i actually have been writing some music lately. so i’m thinking about releasing a song about a special someone” what do we think about this? new boyfriend? new love song? let us know!!

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user7 she served that photoshoot

user2 seriously she ate it up

user07 i’m excited to get the magazine!!

user32 i wonder what the song is about?

user44 well she did say it’s about a special someone soo.. maybe a boyfriend or a friend 🤷🏼‍♀️

user08 well the last time YN has gone public with a guy was in like 2016 with harry styles so it seems unlikely and likely at the same time

user26 her hair looks so good !!!!!

user43 what i’m personally surprised about is that she mentioned her love life. usually YN is very secretive about her personal life so maybe she is very serious about this guy

user082 that makes sense. hopefully the song will give us more details 😅

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yourusername super excited to announce that tonight (may 17th) at 12pm i’ll be releasing a brand new song titles “labyrinth” this song is about a very special someone in my heart 🤍 i hope you all enjoy it (and have fun guessing who it’s about)

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user26 AHHHHH!!!!!

user0052 i’m so excited 😆

user538 who else will be staying up 🔽⬇️?!????

user2 meeee

user06 ME TWO

user03 me threeeee !!!

user87 already taking my nap 😴

user1 she looks pretty

user8 the theme is very lilac yk

user78 AN THE GUESSING GAME STARTS NOW 👏👏👏

user6 can’t wait for the crazy predictions

user53 i’m guessing it’s about a new boyfriend

user51 right but whoo…

user5878 i doubt it’ll be another actor or singer soo maybe an athlete 🤷

user4 labyrinth out tonight!!!!!!!!!!

user70 can’t wait 😝

POST RACE INTERVIEW WITH FERNANDO ALONSO

Interviewer: Fernando congratulations on P2!

Fernando: Thank you! It was a bit tough but we got through it. So ultimately I’m very happy with myself and the team!

Interviewer: Do you have any plans tonight to celebrate? Perhaps some dinner with the team or some partying? Hm?

Fernando: Well I was planning on listening to YN/LN’s new song but after that I may go out to dinner with a special someone.

Interviewer: Special someone? Girlfriend perhaps?

Fernando: Eh we’ll see.

Interviewer: Mysterious as always Fernando.

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fernandoalo_oficial celebrated my podium with the only other person i would want to be with. thank you for all the support from the fans and the team!

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user6 FERNANDO WHAT

user4 i’m not even surprised anymore 🤦‍♀️

user061 i wasn’t familiar with your game

user77 have you seen the man???????

user605 seriously, i’m a married man with kids but i’m gay for fernando alonso ✊

user15 real

user80 a blondeeeee i seee 👱‍♀️

user74 the cartier bag with the flowers 😍😍

user95 seriously tho!! go off mr alonso

user026 i would die for a man to get me that

user186 super cute

lance_stroll congratulations man! you did an amazing job 👏 tell her i said hi as well please!

fernandoalo_oficial thank you lance! she says hello as well 😅

user60 lance what do you know????????????????

user5 LANCE TELL US WHO SHE IS

lance_stroll sorry i’ve been sworn to secrecy 🤐

user520 if i was being sworn secrecy by fernando i would listen, that man scares me

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ynupdates YN has been seen in spain recently!! 🇪🇸 ❤️ any thoughts on why she is spain?

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user6 spain?????

user142 hmmm maybe just a vacation 🤷🏼‍♀️

user9 she looks good

user1 yeah i love her too!! the flowers are cute

user1347 🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸🇪🇸

user14 i have a theory but i will be called delusional…..

usee096 SAY IT RN! BE DELULU

user365 delulu is in fact the solution

user14 OK FIIINEE! the reason she is in spain is because she is visiting her boyfriend. you may ask why is she visiting her boyfriend in spain? the reason why is because she is dating SPANISH DRIVER FERNANDO ALONSO!!

user5 pls take your meds

user14 i’m right guys don’t even because why else has fernando revealed that he has a girlfriend?? hmmm and on top of that in a recent interview he said that he has been listening to YN!!!

user653 i see your point butttttttt it’s quite far off

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yourusername a year with you my love 🤍 thank you for supporting me throughout my career and my writing and most of all thank you for being my muse 🤍🤍 i love you fernando! your my champion :)

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user6 power couple fr

user674 this is so random lmaoo

user8 i mean yeah but they are pretty cute together!

user22 this makes a lot more sense on why she was in spain

fernandoalo_oficial mi amor y mi tesoro, te amo mucho, eres mi mujer [my love and my treasure, i love you so much . your my woman]

yourusername fernando no words can express my love for you. there is no one else i would rather be with ❤️

fernandoalo_oficial your the only one in my heart ♥️

user55 😭😭😭😭😭😭 so so so so cute

user1 “my love and my treasure” i’m so down bad for them

selenagomez you guys are adorable 🥰

yourusername thank you babe :)))

user51 can’t wait to see them together!

TEAM RADIO / SWEETERLOVERS - thought this would be funny considering taylor’s new song!!!! taylonso will live forever ✊

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TILL THE END OF THE WORLD

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famous!harry x photographer/spanish!reader

Word count: 2.4k (in english, don't worry 😌)

genre: fluff

based on: Finisterre by Vetusta Morla.

a/n: this is set before the golden music video was filmed. it has like one paragraph of angst. this is such a special work for me and it took me sooo long to get it right, i hope you like it! please reblog and give feedback! 🤍

a massive massive thank you to @lollypopsx for always being incredibly awesome and supporting and creating the beautiful heather! i love you so so much lols! x ❤️

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“Desde que tú llegaste, todas las piedras me dan abrigo. Y ahora tu cuerpo es patria, tengo aguijón y un buen enemigo” Harry walked into the living room to see you dancing to the music Alexa was playing. Swaying your hips like a summer breeze, moving delicately through the room like nobody was watching, feeling like the main character of your own music video. Thinking of him. “Es nuestro himno ahogado, rumor de sables que yo te canto. Los haré resonar como una herejía en el campanario” You sang sweetly, dancing your way towards Harry. He had a bright smile plastered all over his face, dimples on full display. He understood none of the words you sang but seeing you so happy and carefree was his biggest joy. You reached out to him and grabbed his hands, pulling him towards you, smiling wide. He let his jacket fall onto the floor as well as his bag and started dancing along with you.

“Sobre un cajón de pólvora duermo cerca de tu mirada. Y este olor a combate es la brisa fresca de tu mañana” You sang as you placed your hands on his cheeks and he placed his on your waist, keeping you close to him. “You don’t understand anything, do you?” You giggled while the music continued playing and the both of you kept swaying back and forth like you were on a dance floor. “No, I don’t. It sounds so dreamy though” he smiled mesmerised and looked deep into your eyes. “But I’d love to know what it says. Pluuuus,” he pecked your lips sweetly with a smirk on his face “I can improve my Spanish to swoon your parents next time we visit” He smirked, looking into your eyes, never letting go of you. He pulled you impossibly closer to him by your hips and you placed your face on his chest, feeling his loving heartbeat on your cheek. He felt like home.

“This is the chorus now” you informed him. “It says: I don't care if the earth is flat, if the forests burn or the sea boils. What difference does it make when you're near? Gravity is suspended”. You lifted your face from his chest, singing the next verses looking into his eyes. “They'll close the doors on us, they'll mock the most sacred. Poor them, they don't know it yet, but we've already won” Harry intertwined your fingers and lifted your hands between his chest and yours in an effort to feel you even closer to his heart. Both of you kept swaying along to the music filling the room, floating to the rhythm of the song as you stared into each other’s eyes. It doesn’t matter what happens, it will always be you against the world, together. “Does it really say all that?” his smile still spread on his face, refusing to disappear anytime soon. This is happiness, he thought. She is home. “It does”, a stupid love grin plastered on your face. “Hmmm... I have already won” he thought out loud. “I got you” his heart felt full of love and adoration towards you. You blushed and your heart fluttered before continuing singing for him.

“When the sun goes out, don't be in a hurry. Take my hand and come, we'll sail together to the abyss of Finisterre” As the chorus played, you saw Harry’s face light up with excitement. “I understood that! That’s that place we went to! When we visited your parents, right? It’s the first option we have for the Golden music video. Fin…finis…finistair was it?” You started crackling out loud. "Aw, man, I just butchered it, didn't I?" He started laughing along with you.

"Yeah, but you were so cute!" You placed your hands over his cheeks and squeezed them together, still a giggling mess. He kept his hands on your waist and pinched you lightly at the feeling of his face being smushed. You squealed, unable to stop giggling from the happiness that was filling your heart. "Aye, don't make fun of me! Y'know I can't do that sexy thing you do with your tongue!" A cheeky grin plastered all over his face, so proud of his naughty innuendo. "Oh my God, Harry!" you chuckled throwing your head backwards, a soft blush making an appearance on your cheeks. He took advantage of the access he was suddenly given to your neck and dived into it, blowing raspberries as revenge for poking fun at him. You squealed once again, trying to pull away from his embrace. "Okay okay I'm sorry!" You laughed, managing to break free from his raspberry attack.

"You mean the rolled r's?" As the music kept playing, both of you kept swaying to the rhythm, holding each other close. “Yeah, it’s very sexy” he tried to roll his tongue, but it sounded more like a hoarse dog. You giggled and rolled yours perfectly. “As I said, wonderful tongue” he leant in and pushed his lips against yours into an intense yet soft and sweet kiss. “I actually had a meeting today about the Golden music video and the location. We’re between that place and the Amalfi Coast, in Italy. What do you reckon?”

As the song continued playing, you looked at him wide-eyed. “Wait, are you serious? You’re considering Finisterre for the Golden music video location?” The thought of having such an overlooked place featured in such a huge video excited you. You wanted people to appreciate the breathtaking scenery you grew up cherishing and that, through the last couple years, had become even more important to you due to the memories Harry and you had created there.

“Yeah, it’s a great place for it. It has amazing views and lighting, and the history about it being the end of the world and all that could translate extraordinarily on video. What do you think?” Finisterre meant the place where the world ends, the end of the world, so you couldn’t exactly picture what that had to do with Golden, a song that was the complete opposite of that darkness that came from the world coming to an end. “I mean, the place is beautiful for any music video, but I can’t see how it’d be good enough to convey Golden”.

“Well, that exact opposition is what makes it the perfect location. No matter how much darkness surrounds us, there will always be light, and for me that’s you” he placed one of his hands on your cheek and stroked it gently with his thumb. “You’re my golden light in the middle of all the darkness that there may be.” Your cheeks turned the brightest shade of red while your smile grew wide, and your heart fluttered. Fuck, this man was something else. You pushed your lips against his in a loving and affectionate kiss as time stopped around you and the song came to an end. Your only focus was on his presence and the fluttering feeling he caused on you. You were in love with this man. There was no doubt in your mind that he was the one. The one you wanted to share the rest of your life with. The one you wanted to raise children with. The one you wanted to go on adventures with. The one you’ll always come back to whenever you’ve had a bad day – or a great one. The one you wanted to share the littlest of things with – and the greatest ones. The one. You had always known, but this domestic scene, so full of love and adoration towards each other, simply made clear that that there was no doubt about it. “I love you”

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“Yes, that would be a great shot. We’d need a drone for it and do it quick when the wind hasn’t picked up much yet, but she could be with her arms open, hugging the darkness and covering it with golden light”. Harry talked Ben and Gabe Turner, who would be directing the Golden music video. You were all at the top of the Finisterre lighthouse, your hair blowing in the wild wind, but you didn’t care. You had long forgotten the conversation going on next to you, too focused on what was ahead of you: a dangerous abyss and a never-ending ocean, full of mysteries, stories, and memories. Down below were a handful of curious tourists, couples taking silly pictures, photographers trying to capture the pure essence of the calm, warm and golden sunset, and the wild, dark, and dangerous sea colliding at the horizon. A storm was fast approaching, though the sun refused to be covered behind those big grey clouds until it had fully set. The wind had started to pick up slowly but surely, making it more difficult to maintain a conversation at a normal volume. The three men decided to conclude their discussion on shots and video concepts for the day and make their way to the van that would take you all to the hotel, but you didn’t want to leave just yet. Once at the bottom of the lighthouse, you could see that all the tourists, couples and photographers had already left, a few drops starting to fall. As the directors and Harry walked towards the van, still discussing their ideas, you turned around and headed the other way, towards the cliffs.

“I can see this video winning a Grammy, Styles. There’s a lot of potential here” Gabe promised, opening the door to the van and stepping in. “Yeah, and YN being the main character in it, she may even get calls to appear in other projects or even go further. It could be her jump start in the industry, if she wants that of course" Ben added, joining Gabe inside the vehicle. “Give us a call if she decides to give the industry a thought, we’ll be glad to give her a hand” offered Gabe. “Thanks for the offer, guys, but I don’t think she’s interested in being part of the industry. Are you, reina?” He turned around, assuming you were following not far behind, only to not see you there, but to see you running towards the abyss. The colour drained from his face in mere milliseconds, feeling that, suddenly, it all was happening in slow motion. He screamed your name as loud as he could as he started sprinting towards you, the persistent mist turning into mizzly rain.

“YN, don’t do it!” He yelled running as fast as he could, but you couldn’t hear him over the loud wind and the furious waves against the abyss. The crashing of the waves against the cliff splashed water into the wind, carrying sand and its saltiness through the air. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath once you stopped at the edge, opening your arms in a titanic-like position, the raw and icy air filling your lungs and the cold rain hitting your face. It smelt like seaside, chaos, danger, destruction, freshness, early morning runs to school, late nigh dog walks, jamming sessions with no one watching, warm summers with loved ones, walks with grandpa along the pier before passing, childhood adventures in the summer nights, going fishing with dad and grandpa for the first time, sailing alone –

“Cuando se apague el sol no te apures, toma mi mano y vente, navegaremos juntos hacia el abismo de Finisterre” Harry shook you out of your trance. You opened your eyes and turned your head towards him, his hand engulfing yours and intertwining your fingers lovingly. He seemed a bit rushed, hair messy and damp from the increasingly abundant rain. But his eyes didn’t seem rushed. They had a fond, swift gaze that masked the fear he had felt rush through his veins seconds before. As he approached you, his fear had changed into confusion and then into comprehension. You were never going to jump; you were simply letting the home feeling this place radiated sink in further into your soul. Once he realised that, he observed you for a few moments under the chaotic downpour, admiring your presence and acknowledging how deep in love he was with you. You were the perfect missing piece of his puzzle.

A child-like grin covered your face at the realisation. He’d just quoted that song. The one he’d arrived home to while you were singing and dancing carefreely in the living room. The one you’d translated to him on the spot. The one that had made him realise you were it for him. The one that had led to this trip altogether. “Ya me da igual si la tierra es plana, si arden los bosques o si hierve el mar. ¿Qué más dará cuando tú andas cerca?” You continued his quote shifting your body to face him. The rain starting to feel like a waterfall. “Gravity is suspended” The same smile took over his face, and both your hearts beat at the same rhythm, overwhelmed with love towards one another. He understood. Without sharing a single word on it, he understood. He understood how important that place was to you. The meaning it held to both of you. This is where it’s you two against the world.

“It’s pouring” Harry giggled quietly, both of your hands intertwined and his eyes never leaving yours. “Do y’want to stay out here a little longer or do y’want to get back to the van?” He lifted your hands towards his lips and kissed them sweetly, his gaze still on yours. “It’s getting late and we’re soaking wet” you giggled as well, feeling the rain soak every single piece of your clothing. “Let’s head back.” Both of you started your little sprint towards the car, hand in hand, not caring about the rain, the chaos, or the storm around you. As you approached the car, Gabe opened the door for you to step in quickly and before he could comment on how drenched you both were, Harry announced “I’m sorry, guys, change of plans, we can’t film here.”

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Mini concept of Harry loving on Spanish!Y/N’s baby bump 🥺🥺🤍

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH 🥺🥺🥺 they're my favs and you're the only one that has asked about them so far ❤️❤️❤️❤️ IM SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY CAUSE I LOVE THEM SO MUUUCHHH

oKAY SO I'D IMAGINE THEM ON VACAY IN SPAIN, in YN's hometown. They had thought of going to Italy but the pappz would definitely be there and they wanted to have some time alone before the arrival of their first baby. YN had been managing quite well to grow a full size human in the English weather where the average degree would be 22ºC during summer months, similar to her hometown, so traveling there for a couple weeks was a no brainer. What they didn’t expect, though, was the temperature to be so unusually high and humid.

They decided to go to the beach for a couple hours before it got crowded after lunchtime. They got settled near some small dunes, to get some privacy, and while YN sunbathed for a bit, Harry answered some emails. They loved being able to walk around and go places without being followed by paparazzi, and these small moments they got in her hometown were precious.

Harry’s timer went off, reminding them to reapply sunscreen, so he picked it up from the bag and sat back down again next to YN. “Sunscreen time!” He cheered, which made YN chuckle and sit up on her elbows. She lifted her sunglasses onto her hat to watch him more clearly, damn he was hot. His tattoos glistened under the sunlight, sending YN’s hormones into a frenzy.

“Can I apply some on y’bump, please?” Harry pouted adorably. He always made the silliest excuses to rub and caress YN’s bump and talk to their little sunshine.

"Please" YN pouted. It was so funny and cute seeing him so soft. He kneeled beside her and squirted a generous amount on her 8-month belly, dirty thoughts running through his mind.

"How's my lil' Rae doing today? Being good fo' mumma? hmm?" he stared talking to their daughter while he spread the sunscreen massaging all over YN's belly. The second he placed a hand over it, Auraelia started moving around and kicking all over her daddy’s hand in excitement. Harry’s face lit up immediately and leaned over to spread kisses along the round belly. “G’morning bubba! Y’excited today huh? Yes y’areee! Can’t wait for you to get here and have loads of fun in the water!”

YN’s heart grew so much it could literally burst out of her chest. “She gets so excited when you talk to her, y’know? Like, proper footballer kicks this girl does” she chuckled.

“Reeallly? Aw, she’s gon’ be such a daddy’s girl, aren’t ya, lil’ princess?” He proceeded to smother YN’s belly with more kisses all over again, making her giggle from the tickles she got. Once he stopped, laughing happily, he laid beside her and pecked her lips sweetly. “Y’sweating buckets, reina. Wanna go for a swim?” His hand never left her belly, caressing it any change he gets.

“Yes, please!” She didn’t even get the chance to get up by herself because Harry picked her up effortlessly princess-style and ran The Bodyguard-style towards the water. “Harry!!!” She squealed laughing, her hands going straight to his shoulders to hold on tight.

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