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wisegalaxysweets · 11 months

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Class of 2008: Chapter 2

Here is the second chapter of the Larry fic I am working on. It is on my AO3, but I am also posting the chapters here for those that prefer it.

pairing: Bad Boy!Harry Styles x Football Captain!Louis Tomlinson

rating: E (smut, grinding, oral (m receiving), handjob, discussion of cloesting, general sexual exploits, cheating?)

word count: 3k

a/n: This fic is set at the start of the school year in 2007 where Louis Tomlinson is captain of the football team and the new freshman wearing leather, lots of rings, and sporting curly hair begins occupying his mind.

It wasn’t until a soft moan slipped from his lips that he realized the compromising position that he found himself in. The impossibly plush mouth of the boy he thought detested him was latched to his neck leaving a different kind of bruise than he had initially thought he would receive when he first laid eyes on the curly headed delinquent.

All of the previously imposed judgements that Louis was predisposed to make towards Harry are fading into the dark room that surrounds them both now, the small boy being pushed up against whatever was hanging in the gym storage room they found themselves locked in at this very moment.

His mind doesn’t have space to think about anything other than the hard on he is quickly developing in his shorts and the biker between his legs. He had seen that leather jacket and thought it was such a cliche, but then again he was a bit of one himself. Captain of the football team, dating the cheer captain, probably going to marry her and have two and a half kids living behind some perfect white-washed picket fence.

All the ideals that were expected of him that he never questioned came tumbling down when he saw that leather jacket. He could barely remember his girlfriend’s name when those aviators were lowered and he was met with the piercing eyes of the most entrancing boy he had ever seen.

Those eyes had led him here. Trapped in the gym storage room after practice with his world being rocked and his head spinning with the reality of what was happening.

[you rock my world - michael jackson]

Harry pulled his mouth from its place on Louis’ neck as he placed one more opened mouth kiss on the flushed skin he had been working over. There was no reason he should be this bold. He never did things like this, but the short football captain pinned beneath him had been tempting him for weeks.

Seeing him running on the football field during practice today was the last straw. He knew he needed to get his hands on the gorgeous tanned skin of the blue-eyed golden boy of the school. He shouldn’t have even been by the football field to see Louis running or be stopped in his tracks when he caught sight of Louis’ pert ass in his shorts, round and perfect, begging to be grabbed.

Harry was sneaking out of detention and he really shouldn’t have stuck around campus for fear of being caught, but there was something mesmerizing about the way Louis flipped his sweat dampened fringe out of his eyes and peered over to meet Harry’s and find him already staring from his secret spot behind the bleachers.

At present, their chests are heaving from the intensity of the moment before. Harry raised his eyes to meet Louis’ as he took a handful of the older boy’s ass, causing a slight gasp to escape his bitten, cherry red lips.

“C-can you k-kiss me again?” Louis stuttered out between ragged breaths before he could realize what he was asking the other boy. Harry chuckled at his frazzled state and flushed skin, caressing his cheek as a wicked smile graced his lips before he lowered them back down to ghost over Louis’.

“How eager for someone so deep in the closet. Literally and figuratively.” His breath brushed gently and impossibly close to Louis’ lips before moving lower to nibble his way down the shorter boy’s sharp jaw finding his home in the curve leading to his neck.

The comment brought Louis slightly back down to earth from where Harry had him floating in the clouds, but his mouth was far too perfect for him to remain there before he ascended again. His shorts tented as he was sure to be sporting an embarrassing erection from only kissing and touching the taller boy.

It wasn’t a lie that he was in the closet, but it wasn’t the whole truth either. He had never thought about it before if he were being honest. Most of his time was occupied by living his life to meet his parents expectations and the goals they had for him.

There was never a boy like Harry before to change his reality. Make him question whether or not he really liked his cheerleader girlfriend, Jennifer, or if he just thought he did because that is what he was supposed to do.

Sure it might have been strange that he’d never had sex with his girlfriend of three years, but she never questioned it so why should he? Louis gently pushed on Harry’s shoulders to make him detach from where he was forming yet another bruise on the sweaty, salty expanse of the football player’s tawny skin.

“Sure, I may be in the closet, but you are the one who goes around acting like I’m the devil incarnate just to turn around and jump my bones after football practice.” His eyes could barely meet the taller boy’s as he made his weak comment. His knees still slightly wobbly and only now realizing he was being held up by the pressure of Harry’s hips against his own.

Harry’s eyebrows drew together in confusion.

“What? I’ve never acted like that. What are you talking about?”

“Well considering this is the first time you have ever spoken to me and it was after you had your tongue down my throat, I wouldn’t say we were very friendly before today.” A sheepish smile came over the curly headed boy’s lips at the remark on their makeout session. Louis gawked slightly, finding it very out of character. Shy was not an emotion often portrayed on the hard features of the leather jacket, metal ring clad boy that was still pressed against his dizzyingly hard cock.

“I don’t always make the best impression on people I guess. You’re just so impossibly frustrating.” He muttered slowly with a roll of his hips causing a breath to get stuck in Louis’ throat. “I thought it would be better if I didn't try to befriend you. Looks like I failed at that as well.”

His palm slid up the smaller boy’s bare thigh, fingers ghosting under the low hanging hem of his basketball shorts, causing goosebumps to form like a trail marking where they had touched. He hooked his hand around the back of his thigh. Keeping direct eye contact, he lifted the football player’s thick leg to wrap around his own waist with another simultaneous roll of his hips causing a high pitched moan to slip from Louis, his head rolling back as pleasure jolted through him.

“I’m the frustrating one?” Louis panted, needing more friction as he felt a familiar pull in his lower belly. “Your dumb curls are frustrating.” A chuckle sounded from Harry as he threw his head back.

“I was referring to a sexual kind of frustration, but I’m glad you find my curls dumb.” It was only then that Louis realized just how hard the other boy was, the impossibly tight jeans he had on not giving much away to his state of arousal thus far.

It shouldn’t come as a surprise given the hot and heavy pace that Harry had immediately inflicted the moment he slipped into the storage closet behind Louis, the rest of the team long gone leaving him to put everything from practice away. But it was Harry that had gotten them locked in when he knocked the door stop out of the way, not knowing that it would lock upon closing.

It was as the door slammed shut that Louis startled, finding the boy hastily approaching him with the words, “I’m going to kiss you now.” mumbled like an afterthought. So it shouldn’t surprise him when Harry tells him that his behavior throughout this school year was not spurred from hatred, but from resisting his urge to pounce on the blue-eyed boy. That thought alone makes Louis even harder if at all possible and he feels he may pass out from the lack of blood flow to his brain.

He can’t be thinking straight because he quickly changes their present position, shoving Harry against the wall, his hands moving from their previous place on the taller boys shoulders to lace themselves in the long dumb curls at the nape of his neck.

He isn’t sure if this confidence is because he is extremely turned on and in need of release or because he has just learned that the mesmerizing bad boy that felt like forbidden fruit had wanted him since the first day of school.

Harry’s surprised face quickly turns into a smirk as he realizes exactly what Louis is doing and submits without question. Their lips are slotted back together immediately with a feverish pace that fuels both of the flames within them.

“Need you...more...all of you.” Harry breathed between messy kisses, his breath almost shuddering with the last word.

Louis pulled back looking him in the eyes, confused at first then realization hitting him. He had never slept with anyone and here he was in the most absurd place being propositioned by the hottest boy he has ever seen. It almost escapes his mind that Harry is three years younger than him despite being so much taller.

“I don’t..I’ve never..” Louis stutters out with a frantic look on his face. He had just admitted he was a virgin even as a senior in high school. He never felt embarrassed by that fact until this very moment. Harry seemed so experienced and like he knew exactly what he was doing when he had approached.

“Neither have I,” The younger boy huffs out, breath still heaving from their last kiss. Louis thinks he must have misheard the boy, but sees that he didn’t when a shy blush wipes across his face.

There it is again, shyness on the confident biker that he had never seen before. It was endearing really. “..wait, you’ve never...with Jennifer?” Louis is the one with a sheepish grin on his face now at the question.

“Uh, no. I mean we’ve done plenty before, but I’ve just never felt the need.” He peered down at the stiffy he was sporting. “Not with her at least.”

“Why are you with her then? Are you really in denial?” Harry’s eyes showed sympathy rather than judgment for the older boy. He hadn’t thought there could be another reason for Louis’ relationship with the cheerleading captain than to be a coverup, but now he thought there may be some other justification.

“Can we not talk about that right now?” Louis takes the younger boy’s hand and places it over his own arousal, earning a mischievous smile from the boy who takes it upon himself to rub the heel of his hand down, a hiss escaping the older boy’s lips at the targeted pressure. His hips roll involuntarily into the other’s hand in search of more movement, chasing his release.

Harry took the noise as encouragement as he continued his ministrations over Louis’ shorts which were becoming increasingly tighter. He moved his mouth over the football captain’s neck, leaving wet open mouthed kisses up and down. The movement and feeling had Louis reeling and pulled even more beautiful noises from him.

Louis’ head rolled back as he let out a groan, his hands taking purchase on the younger boy's shoulders in an attempt to keep himself standing upright despite his knees getting weaker with each movement of the hand on his clothed erection. Harry stepped forward, coaxing Louis to shuffle backwards. It only took a few steps before the back of his legs hit a large stack of gym mats causing him to fall into a sitting position. With a slight flop, his fringe fell into his line of sight and he looked up to see the taller boy peering down at him with a devilish smile and lust blown eyes.

He went to grab at the back of Harry’s thighs, but before he could, he found himself looking straight into his eyes as the boy dropped to his knees in front of Louis. “..shit..” he mumbled out as he realized what was about to happen.

He was about to get his dick sucked by the curled headed bad boy.

“Can I..?” Harry motioned to Louis’ shorts as if to ask permission to remove them. Louis should have been embarrassed at how quickly he nodded in agreement, but he was too far gone now to look back or continue questioning. He could deal with the implications of all of this later.

Harry’s long ring-clad fingers hooked themselves into the elastic band of Louis’ shorts as he pulled them down just far enough to free the aching member between his legs. The cool air hitting his hot skin elicited a hiss from his lips as Harry wasted no time in taking the older boy’s cock by the base as he began to kiss and lick at the tip.

There was no world where Louis thought this is how his day would end up. For someone who said they didn’t have experience, Harry was a master as he began working his way up and down the football captain’s cock. He pulled out all the stops he could think of licking up the vein on the bottom, hollowing out his cheeks, making lewd noises that had Louis reeling. He found his fingers tangling themselves through the head of curls as he felt the band in his stomach pull tighter and tighter the more the younger boy moved.

Harry’s free hand made gentle strokes over Louis’ tan thigh, somewhat soothing and sweet, a stark contrast to the positively pornagraphic way he was sucking dick right now. “Oh fuck…” Louis began to mutter, feeling closer and closer to the edge, his hand gripping tighter in the boy’s hair. His breathing becoming more labored, “god I’m so close, don’t fucking stop” Harry didn’t speed up or slow down, simply continuing exactly at the pace he had set, preparing himself to swallow all of Louis’ release.

“Shit! Oh my god, that’s it, jesus fuck Harry.” His hips bucked up into the boy’s mouth as he came, shooting his release down the other boy’s throat. Harry sputtered slightly at the sudden movement.

Slowly he removed his mouth with a lewd ‘pop’ sound, tucking Louis back into his shorts. He relaxed back onto his heels, panting, his face looking completely fucked out and satisfied.

“Jesus, you’re seriously telling me you’re a virgin?” Louis asked as he tried to regain his composure. Harry just grinned up at him as he leaned forward to lock their lips together. This kiss was much softer and gentler than the ones before.

“Said I was a virgin, never said I hadn’t sucked dick before.” He muttered as he pulled back only inches away from Louis’ face. The older boy chuckled, but quickly remembered that the kind thing to do in this sort of situation would be to reciprocate the action. He moved to pull Harry up to sit next to him on the gym mats. Hands resting on his waist, lips returning to give sweet and gentle kisses to the others. His hand slid down Harry’s side, caressing his hip and moving towards the zipper of his painted on jeans. Harry pulled away to look him in the eyes.

“You don’t have to-”

“I want to. Want you.” He kissed him harder this time, showing he was on a mission. While he wasn’t quite sure he was ready to get on his knees, if there was one thing he knew how to do, it was rub one out. Sliding down the zipper of Harry’s jeans, he moved his hand over the younger boy’s hard-on, pulling a whine from his lips. Louis swallowed it in a deep kiss as his hand dipped beneath his boxer shorts, finally making contact with the boy’s rock hard cock.

He began slow languid movements up and down the boy’s member, hand loose, gentle caressing in a way that could almost be interpreted as teasing. He licked into Harry’s mouth as the younger boy began sporting a bead of sweat on his brow and uneven breaths. Louis picked up the pace of his strokes and tightened his fist, working up the hill towards the younger boy’s climax. He pulled away from Louis’ mouth, a pathetic whine slipping from his lips. He rested his head on the older boy’s shoulder, nuzzling further into his neck as he started seeing stars.

“More..” he muttered as he gripped tighter onto Louis’ shoulders, the older boy applying more pressure by tightening his fist further. Harry’s brow knit in what could only be described as desperation. Desperate to cum and release all of his pent up feelings from weeks of pining after the football captain. His jaw went slack as he came over Louis’ fist, a low groan rumbling from his lips that Louis chased with a kiss equally as desperate as Harry was a second ago.

Pulling his lips away, Louis’ fist stilled as he gently released the younger boy’s now slowly softening member. He raised his hand to his mouth and licked off the other boy’s release, staring deep into his green eyes. Harry balked at the sight. “..jesus..” he muttered as he couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing. Louis’ lips wrapped around his fingers as he finished off the last bit of cum, a ‘pop’ noise being made similar to the one Harry had made when he had finished blowing him earlier.

“Couldn’t let it go to waste now could I?” He chuckled as Harry still looked at him with awe. A grin spread across the curly haired boy’s face as he pressed a chaste kiss to Louis’ mouth.

“You are full of surprises today.” He said as he tucked himself back into his jeans and zipped them up. They straightened out their clothes and hair to an acceptable state before they remembered that they were indeed locked inside of the supply closet.

“Any idea how to get us out of here?” Harry asked as he looked around the room for some sign of another exit. Louis pointed up to a small window on the back wall.

“That window doesn’t have a lock on it, we can try climbing out that way.” He laughed at Harry’s face of amusement as he began moving the gym mats they were just on over towards the window. Harry boosted Louis up out of the window before pulling himself up and out.

He landed on the ground with a grunt, dusting himself off as he got up to tower over Louis once more.

“Shit! What time is it?” Louis checked his blank wrist as if to find a watch, hands patting his person looking for his phone, which he now realized was back in the locker room in his bag. Harry pulled his phone from his back pocket, flipping it open to see the time.

“Around 6 o’clock, why?” He replaced the phone in his pocket.

“Fuck! I was supposed to meet Jen and the guys for pizza a little bit ago. I’m sorry to rush off like this, but I really need to go.” He moved to begin running towards the locker room to gather his stuff when Harry grabbed his hand and pulled them together, lips crashing into the shorter boy’s.

“Have fun.” He said as he pulled away, leaving Louis a little dumbstruck. “Yeah..” he muttered, still a little dazed at the sudden kiss as he turned to sprint towards the school.

#harry styles #louis tomlinson #harry styles smut #harry styles x louis tomlinson #louis tomlinson smut

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hotmomlover19 · 1 year

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people seriously deny that louis and harry were ever together despite the infamous “are you and louis dating” video is crazy to me?? people keep passing it off as a joke and like babes idk what to tell you but after awhile the joke isn’t a joke anymore?? like you can only make so many comments about wanting someone before it’s real

#larry proof #larry stylinson #anti larry #larry 2022 #harry styles #harry styles x louis tomlinson #louis tomlinson #larries #haylor

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statistiquesfrancophones · 9 months

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Stats de ship : Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson (28/07/2023)

Statistiques francophones

Echantillon : 366 histoires venant de Archive of Our Own

#one direction #rpf #harry styles x louis tomlinson

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stylessbean · 3 months

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Harry Styles Wattpad Fan Fiction Recs

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I do majority of my reading on Wattpad, so I've put together a list of my all-time favourite books from there and also attached my own reading list as well for anyone who would like to look through it!

Click for the full reading list

Breaking The Ice by sarbearfive

Hockerry with a slow burn romance. Read it all in one night IT WAS SO GOOD!!!!!!

Spotlight by Kiwiharryy

Enemies to lovers, also they're in a fake relationship which I eat up everytime!!!!

Rising Stars by tpwk1d00

Two famous singers fall in love

PRETEND by alittleloveeee

Another enemies to lovers where they're actors

Scandal by angelsvol6

Yet another fake relationship fic, trust me THIS ONE IS SO INCREDIBLE, I've read it at least 3 times now.

Assumptions by sugarpaperactuallyx

Famous au where the reader is working on the "behind the album" documentary with harry.

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vettelsvee · 11 days

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since the tortured poets department is out in two days, i hereby announce i’m doing an announcement about an upcoming project f1 related (obviously) in two days

sebastian vettel, lewis hamilton, fernando alonso, oscar piastri, charles leclerc, max verstappen, mick schumacher, lando norris, carlos sainz and george russell girlies, i think you’re gonna like this mix

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daisyblog · 24 days

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Zane Lowe

Our Story Masterlist Summary: YN is mentioned in Harry’s interview with Zane Lowe.

Based on this request.

“Nice nails” Zane compliments Harry who’s sitting in the seat opposite.

“Thanks” Harry politely replies as he glances down at his turquoise nails sitting on his lap. “Thanks for having me”.

After discussing Pleasing and he loved the idea of It, Zane asked “What made you want to do that?”.

“I think for me like…a big part of it is…like I really like making stuff and I really like..kind of coming up with ideas and collaborating with other…especially YN who again is very creative…I feel like I’m really lucky with people around me both personally and professionally that I get to work with are really fun to work with and…you know working’s like my favourite thing to do so..based on the fact that I think obviously it begins as a hobby so then like getting to make stuff for work I feel like is a real gift. I think if I didn’t think about it too much I would be making music and putting out music constantly…but I’m also aware that I’m a total control freak and I want everything to be perfect..so the idea of like oh I made these four songs I’m just going to put out an EP…It’s just not how I think of it”.

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“You're faced with a time when you can’t do that…and the great leveller of like it doesn’t matter how much money you have, doesn’t matter where you live, doesn’t matter this doesn’t matter that…you can’t travel you can’t do this, you can’t go outside your house..It’s like suddenly you’re forced to not be this musician guy, you’re forced to be like a boyfriend, brother and a son…and all of those things..and actually I feel like I..you know kind of had a little bit of a chance to focus on that at least for a moment..umm and just stop and kind of take in a lot of stuff and…remember things, you’re kind of gifted this stolen time” Harry explained his view on the world pandemic.

“You mentioned being all these roles…you mentioned being a boyfriend, what was it like during these times?” Zane quizzed. “Because I imagine you got a taste of what it’s like being a “normal” couple”.

Twisting and playing with his rings on his fingers, Harry explains “Umm…YN has always been my comfort you know and I’d like to think I’m hers too…she’s been a big part of my life and…we’ve been through so much tougher…that it was kind of nice to just stop and take that in.” Zane nodded, an indication for Harry to continue “So when the pandemic hit..we isolated in LA for a while..I saw it as a time for us to be just us…but YN did find it hard because she has such a big family…and umm she just wanted to be closer to them…especially her grandparents and siblings”.

“Yeah I can imagine that being hard..being so far away” Zane sympathised “I don’t mean to pry into your personal life but what do you mean by time for just you two?”

“Like..we’ve never known anything other than travelling..or just being surrounded by other people and just having to plan everything in so much detail..to like not be seen you know…so we kind of got to see what a normal like would be like, whatever a normal life is..if that makes sense?”.

“Yeah it makes total sense”. Zane agreed and could see that Harry craved a little normality in his personal life.

“I suppose..I’m just like really lucky..because YN just gets it. She got put into the limelight the same as us..you know..so yeah she just gets it and I’m just so lucky” Harry continued with a slight giggle as he repeated how lucky he was. “I think what I’m trying to say is…I hit gold when it came to YN…she really is my best friend too and yeah…it was nice to be just a couple without the added pressures.”.

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“We have to acknowledge this because..you know we at one point we were going to this in the United Kingdom”. Harry nodded in agreement “But there’s something wonderful about being in this afterglow of Palm Springs..which is I'm sure is how you feel a little bit after these two amazing headline shows…you seem so chilled you know” Zane laughed but continue “There must have been a relief that you did it?”.

“I just..you know I knew I was going to put something out…whether it’s a show or an album or a song I want it to be perfect..and umm…I think like that’s why I take so much stress on I think around something like Coachella..cause I feel like I want it to be good..like if it’s not going to be good I’d rather not do it..so you know in that kind of setting, no matter what it is kind of…you know the dust or the wind or however many things, it's like so many things can go wrong in that situation..and it's not your show and it's my first festival so…you know I’m kind of going out to the crowd and I like knowing what I’m stepping out to” Harry rambled with a nervous chuckle at the end.

Harry continued “and that was really terrifying”.

“What was your instinct when they asked you to do it?” Zane interrupted.

“That’s too scary and I’m gonna say no” Harry laughed “But..uh YN was like you need to say yes and was just so encouraging and supportive..you know…plus she’s like my biggest fan so of course she wanted me to do it!”.

“So..would you say YN helps with the nerves?” Zane asked curiously.

“I was so nervous..like so nervous..and I remember YN being on facetime to Louis before the show..and them both saying just to be myself and to enjoy…and when I was out there I just focused on being me and nothing else”. Harry spoke freely. “Their advice definitely helped…’cause I had the best time!”.

“Late Night Talking?” Zane stated.

Harry let out a shy chuckle “Uhh…yeah” Harry leans his head on his hand to try and hide is cheeky smile “It’s about YN…well I don’t think it’s a shock to anyone”.

“So…would you say the whole album is about YN?” Zane asked confidently.

“Uhh..most of it..yeah pretty much” Harry smiled “She’s just been a constant in my life..since like we were what..sixteen or seventeen..you know..she’s my life..and I don’t have to pretend to be anyone other than myself around her you know…it’s just easy and I love that about our relationship.” Harry explained.

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“Matilda really shows emotional intelligence and how you were thinking about someone at that time.”. Zane begins to talk about the middle song on Harry’s album.

“Uh…yeah…I actually didn’t write Matilda”. Harry revealed, causing Zane to looked shocked. “YN had this conversation with someone…and she was getting to know them…and they opened up to her and she was like that’s not normal…so she was almost like writing down what she wanted to say to them…and I was like how many people could relate to this you know…and we agreed that it would make a beautiful song for those who needed to hear it”.

“Waw! It holds a real powerful message and I think even if people don’t feel those things…I think it definitely makes them feel something.”. Zane spoke with passion in his voice.

“It definitely does….and it was just about saying I was listening….that was YN’s purpose to it”.

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“Boyfriends” Zane began “It is a great song..It’s from a male perspective, it’s a very knowing song..and It’s a very self-aware song..you have to have some self-awareness to write from that perspective surely”.

Harry answered immediately “Yeah for sure…Boyfriends was written right at the end of Fine Line” Harry explained “Boyfriends is about like…we’re all flawed you know..and I think pretending like we’re not, I just don’t get it..It’s acknowledging my own behaviour, it’s looking at the behaviour I’ve witnessed..I grew up with a sister so it’s like watching her date people and watching friends…but at the same time admitting I’ve not been a perfect boyfriend either”.

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“Love of My Life..I’d always wanted to write a song about like home and loving England…and all of that kind of stuff..and it’s kind of hard to do that you know”

“So Love of Love My Life is about home and England?” Zane asked with a slight smirk on his face.

“As I started making them album…I realised it wasn’t about the kind of geographical location…it was more of an internal thing” Harry tried to hide his bashful smile by rubbing his finger under his nose.

“Do I see Harry Styles blushing?” Zane began to tease Harry.

Harry lets out a loud chuckle and tries to hide his face in his hands “You know..I’ll admit that I blush sometimes…especially when it comes to YN!”.

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haroldsmoon · 8 months

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#one direction #hlcreators #trackinghome #tracksintheam #onedirectionedit #1dedit #harry styles #zayn malik #liam payne #louis tomlinson #niall horan #musicedit #hljournal #edits #x factor 2010 #2010

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writtenalloverlarry · 5 months

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Flowers in Italy

Read it on AO3. Written for @bhficfest

Louis Tomlinson was only looking for a quick summer fling. He certainly doesn't believe in love and that's also not what he's looking for. A summer in Italy changes everything. When he meets the boy with flowers in his hair, he might just start believing in love. - As Harry and Louis meet again under different circumstances, their story takes a different turn. A summer romance gone wrong. Or maybe right?

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

#my writing #larry stylinson #larry fic #larry fanfiction #bhficfest #larry #harry styles #louis tomlinson #harry styles x louis tomlinson #harry x louis #one direction fanfic #one direction #1d #1d fic #1d fanfic #1d fanfiction

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cwrotes · 1 year

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plaid plaid in a purple morning ; larry

valentine’s day au | fluff | 9.4k

summary: "it's february 14 and louis couldn't feel more alone. without a partner, or a large number of friends, he resigns himself to the idea of spending the day of love watching movies with his flatmate, niall. or at least, that was the plan until things only went from bad to worse. or where the microwave goes up in flames and a curly-haired, hugely impertinent fireman knocks the wind out of louis, who can't believe anything that's happening."

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“What does a firefighter care what he intended to do with his best friend?

"Were your girlfriends on their way?" he inquires, causing the brown-haired man to grimace again in bewilderment.

The expression on the curly-haired man's face, pretty as it is, doesn't let you know what he's thinking, let alone figure out what he's up to with all this.

"No?" he answers in a doubtful tone, hastening to rectify himself. "Only Niall has a girlfriend and well, huh, it was just going to be the two of us. Just us."

"You don't have a girlfriend?" he interjects, as if that had been the only thing she'd withheld from that entire sentence.”

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wisegalaxysweets · 11 months

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Class of 2008: Chapter 4

Here is the fourth chapter of the Larry fic I am working on. It is on my AO3, but I am also posting the chapters here for those that prefer it.

pairing: Bad Boy!Harry Styles x Football Captain!Louis Tomlinson

rating: This chapter is pretty tame, just some relationship building.

word count: 2k

He had been to parties before, of course he had. He was the football captain and that meant he had been to way too many parties. The prospect of going to a house party felt like a waste of his Friday night, but his team was not letting him say no. So he had put on a bit of a nicer outfit than his normal athletic attire. Adjusting his skinny jeans and jacket, he made his way out the front door to his car.

The loud music that bumped from the house as he approached didn’t put his nerves at ease, but the comment that Mike had made earlier that day about their friend James inviting Harry to the party shouldn’t make him nervous. But here he is with sweaty hands and a fast heart rate, stepping up to the door. The last time he saw the taller boy was when he last had his tongue down his throat, which they both haven’t really talked about, even if it wasn’t the first time. It had all been passing touches and secret kisses since the first time in the storage closet and the second in the locker room.

He tries not to frantically search the dimly lit room of bodies as he enters the house. There is no long curly hair upon first glance and he is swept away by his teammates who quickly usher him back to the kitchen and place a drink in his hand. Jen is by his side before he knows it, but he can’t keep his mind from the eyes that had been so close to him only a few days ago. Louis has to shake his head from being deep in thought before he gets hard just thinking about the other boy.

“I’m gonna go get some air.” He says as he slips from his place around Jen, making his way towards the front door, doing his best to avoid the bodies grinding to the loud music booming through the house. The cold night air hits his face like a brief smack before feeling more refreshing. He hasn’t been at this party for more than ten minutes and he already wants to leave. He is planning his apologies to his friends about a headache when his thoughts are interrupted by the eyes he couldn’t forget all night.

“Hey.” There is that sheepish grin on Harry’s face again that Louis just can’t get used to seeing. He has exchanged his leather jacket for a red flannel and brown carhartt paired with his typical band shirt.

“Hey.” Louis returns, his brain is at a loss for words. All of the thoughts he had over the past few days were gone leaving him with nothing to say. The taller boy looked up at Louis where he was standing on the front porch, tapping his right foot behind his left almost like a nervous habit.

“I didn’t know you were going to be here tonight. I guess I hoped you would be and I should have expected it since you’re so popular and this is probably a normal Friday night for you. I don’t go to many parties since I’m always the new kid at school, but I thought since James took the time to ask I might as well show up and make an appea-” Harry’s nervous babbling is cut short by a pair of warm lips on his own.

He is shocked for only a moment that the older boy made the first move, but melts into the kiss quickly, his hand moving to rest on the shorter boy’s waist. Louis had joined Harry down on the sidewalk in the slush that was previously snow and is perched on his tiptoes to reach up in order to kiss the biker.

He pulled back from the chaste kiss, “I’m sorry, that was so sudden I didn’t mean-” It was the older boy’s turn to have his words interrupted by a pair of lips, this time quickly licking into his mouth to deepen the kiss.

The cold weather outside meant they were the only two opting to stand outside rather than in the heat of the house, but their kiss was heating up and making for a more pleasant temperature between the two of them. Louis’ hands laced into their place at the nape of Harry’s neck and he is concerned with how familiar this all feels.

How do they already have a routine of sorts? How does Harry know to grip his waist just right to earn a light moan from the back of his throat. He pulls away, panting and out of breath, meeting those perfect eyes that he thinks may be filled with something resembling adoration.

“I should really get back inside. My friends are going to come looking for me.” He pulls his arms from their place around the taller boy’s neck and quickly turns to walk up the porch stairs when a large, ring-clad hand grabs his own, causing him to stop one step short of the front door. Turning to see why he had been stopped, Harry presses a brief kiss to his lips before letting go and passing him to step inside the loud house.

Louis stands stunned for a moment at the innocent peck they had just shared, a deep blush smatters over his face. He hopes it will go away or else he will blame it on the cold. No one’s head turns to look as he slowly walks inside, but he somehow feels like all eyes are still on him.

His heart is racing and he feels vulnerable and exposed, but why he can’t tell. His friends all shout drunken greetings as he makes his way back into the kitchen and resumes his place next to Jen. His eyes only catch sight of the long haired boy as he grabs a drink from the kitchen and quickly disappears down a dim hallway.

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A slight buzz comes over Louis as he nurses the drink in his hand, his thoughts jumbled trying to figure out what he was supposed to do with himself. He didn’t know how to keep playing perfect boyfriend and jock at a party. Not after the innocent kiss he received from the boy who usually has much dirtier intentions.

Louis racked his brain to figure out why it had felt so much different this time. Maybe the motivation behind it was different. No motivation for their kiss to be a means to an end. It was a kiss just to be a kiss. They hadn’t talked about what they were doing or why they were doing it, just feeling things out. This seemed different though and had an emotion behind it that Louis didn’t recognize. He wanted to know what it meant.

“I’ve gotta run to the bathroom.” He excused himself from beside his girlfriend once more and ventured down the darkened hall that Harry had left to earlier. There were couples scattered down the hallway, much like the rest of the house. Louis began to peer into each room that he passed if the doors were unlocked. He saw the typical make out and groping sessions that one would expect from a party like this one. He didn’t actually know what he was doing other than maybe looking for Harry. He figured he would use the restroom like he had told his friends, even if he didn’t really need to go.

When he opened the door to the restroom, he was surprised to find the curly headed biker he had sought out there. Harry’s hand was raking through his long hair as he leaned over the counter, a solemn look on his face.

“Hey.” Louis said as he quickly stepped inside and shut the door behind himself. Instinctively, he locked the door, the click causing Harry to look up at him with wide eyes. “Are you okay?”

A low chuckle rumbled from his chest as he pushed off of the counter.

“Um, yeah I’m ok. Did you need to use the bathroom?” He eyed Louis up and down as the shorter boy fidgeted.

“No, I was looking for you actually,” he grasped lightly at his fingers, it was a terrible habit that only came out when he was nervous. It shouldn’t be coming out now, he shouldn’t be nervous with Harry, but for some reason he was.

“Me? Not sure why you would be looking for me. Not with Jen on your arm at least.” Louis knit his eyebrows in confusion at the comment.

“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I want to come talk to you?” He made a step closer, gaining some sort of confidence despite his confusion.

“We don’t exactly do public things.” Harry rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

“I know, that is kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.” Louis leaned against the door and slid down it to sit on the floor. He huffed out a bit of frustration, running his hand through his hair. Harry joined him on the floor looking curious and a little nervous. Now that was something he didn’t see from the younger boy.

“There is this whole complicated set of thoughts in my head that I can’t seem to organize. And it’s not anything that is anyone’s fault because I should know my sexuality by my senior year of high school, but you came into my world and turned it upside down and I just don’t know how to do this or who to be anymore.” Louis spoke fast, looking between his hands and Harry’s face exasperatedly. He was met only with a look of deep intent and understanding.

“I get it. You have this construct of what the world looks like as you have experienced it so far and what your role in it is supposed to be. So I guess my question is, do you want a solution or just someone to listen to you work through your thoughts out loud?” Harry scooched a little closer to him, their knees now touching. Louis looked at him, not sure how someone so young could say something so wise.

“I guess both? I mean, I’ve barely organized my thoughts so it might help and the answer may be clearer to me with another opinion than just my own.” He looked to Harry for reassurance that he said the right thing. Maybe always needing validation was part of this thing he needed to tackle. Harry just nodded, prompting him to continue. “Like, I get I’m a cliche, right? The whole football captain, good student, dating the cheerleader thing. Like I get it. I’ve never really questioned whether or not I was doing what I wanted as long as I was doing what other people wanted me to do. Which is a whole issue in and of itself, but living my life kind of complacent and never pushing boundaries or going out of my comfort zone was never a conscious decision, it just…..was. But…you’re the first thing to wake me up from what feels like a life-long nap.”

“That’s a lot of responsibility.” Harry chuckled slightly as he looked down at his feet.

“It is, and I don’t mean to put that on you. You don’t need to do any of this for me. I just kind of hoped you would be there. Since you’re kind of the only person I can talk to about this.” Louis’ voice trailed off, not sure what to say next. Harry sensed his pause and placed a calming hand on the older boy’s knee.

“It’s ok, I would like to be there for you. I know we’ve been having fun, and I knew you didn’t really want to talk about all of it just yet, but I did worry that you were just kind of experimenting and I was happy to be that for you, but I couldn’t help to want something..more?”

Louis’ eyes met Harry’s and he finally understood the looks he hadn’t been able to interpret. Harry had feelings for him beyond the physical. He placed his hand on top of Harry’s gently.

“How do I tell my girlfriend of three years I want to leave her because I think I’m gay?” Louis smiled as Harry burst out a laugh that almost resembled a squawk.

“I’m sorry I don’t mean to laugh, you just said that so reverently.”

“It does sound a little ridiculous, but I just wouldn’t feel right staying with her if I’m still questioning myself.”

“I get it, part of being honest with yourself also includes being honest with other people.” Harry smiled at Louis as he felt him finally relax a bit.

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The X Factor UK shared this unseen footage of One Direction from the X Factor Judge's Houses. (30 August 2023)

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Not sure if you write for Harry Styles but what if r met h in high school and they were dating but after graduation they parted they ways and yhen few years later she meets him and they start again and she gets to know that some of his songs are abt her?

I love your writing for S&C!!!

Adore you | h.s.

pairing: harry styles x fem!reader

summary: you run into harry after years of not seeing him.

warnings: use of y/n, bad writing and grammar(i’m sorry but english isn’t my first language)

an: so it’s my first time writing for harry but i absolutely adore this man with my whole heart so i gladly wrote this! thank you sm, hope you like it <33

pictures are from pinterest :)

If someone told you that your ex would end up as a worldwide famous singer, you would believe them in a second.

Harry always had a thing for singing and he was really good at it so when he told you he wanted to audition for xfactor you were all in to support him.

He succeeded, like you knew he would, and was put in a band with four other boys. That was when your ways parted. He started writing songs, making album and had few little gigs to make their band known. And you wanted to focus on school, on your future.

As much as you both wanted to make it and keep your relationship alive, you knew it would be naive to hope for it. He was about to be famous and travel the world and you wanted to study and make a mark with your name in the world of medicine.

So you parted your ways and you haven’t heard of Harry or One Direction for some time, until two years later when they started becoming one of the bigger bands in the music industry.

He achieved it. You always knew he was made to be someone. He deserved to be someone.

He was kind, selfless and practically wore his heart on his sleeve. If someone was a good celebrity material, it was him.

Sometimes, you found yourself following his career, cheering on him and wishing him all the best.

Years were passing, One Direction went on a break that was lasting longer than they promised and all of the boys started to make their own history.

Harry just released his third own album and you couldn’t be happier for him, although you didn’t follow him as much as you used to.

Actually, you practically didn’t follow him at all. All you knew was what you heard on radio on your way from work to home.

You were achieving your goals too. You became a doctor, a good one, known in whole UK. You were young but you already did more than some older doctors.

Your name was well known in medical world and you couldn’t be happier with how your career worked out.

Although, sometimes you wished you chose some other life path.

For example, you wished it right now while looking at two teenagers sitting on a hospital bed. They were glued to themselves and it wouldn’t be a problem if they weren’t glued with an actual glue. To make it worse, it was really old glue and it was causing health problems for both of the teenagers and one was about to pass out from all the coughing.

“Alright, we need to make sure that all their organs are okay, Marcus’ father said he saw them eating that glue.” you grimaced “Run all the tests and draw blood from both of them.” you ordered your interns who quickly went to patients.

Few hours later you were finally able to go home and you couldn’t wait to finally take a warm shower and change scrubs to comfortable pajama.

But first, you had to go grocery shopping. You were thinking about going home first to change but you knew if you get to home you wouldn’t be able to get out of bed again.

So now you were in the grocery store looking at all the cereal searching for your favorite ones. You finally noticed them but they were in completely other place. Usually, they were on a second shelf and now they were all the way up on the highest one. One that was too high for you to reach.

But you tried anyway. And you failed.

You heard a deep chuckle behind you and then a male voice “Need any help?”

You turned around with bright smile “Yes, please.”

Man, who looked weirdly familiar to you, reached a cereal cartoon without any struggle and handed it to you with a smile.

“Here.” you took the cartoon while he was looking at your face “Do I know you? You look familiar.” he stated and you searched his face to see something that would give you a clue who he was.

Then it hit you.

“Harry?” the man nodded “Oh my god, you changed so much.”

Man furrowed his brows and suddenly his eyes widened “Y/n?” you nodded with small smile “Oh god, it’s good to see you.” he hugged you.

“Visiting family?” you asked and he nodded “How’s famous life treating you?”

“Good, I just published my newest album.” he looked proud of himself and it was really adorable.

“I heard.” you nodded with a smile “Congratulations.”

“Thank you. Did you hear any songs?” he asked unsure.

“No, sorry. I don’t really have time for music. My life last few days looked like sleep, work, sleep, work, shopping, sleep and work.” you laughed and he smiled with amusement.

“Sounds like you, always so ambitious.” he looked over you “So how’s being a well known surgeon? I heard amazing things about you.”

“It’s… certainly something.” you nodded slowly “I love my work but some things I see… Damn.” you shrugged and he laughed.

“I’m happy you’re good, I thought of you few days ago.” Harry stated and you raised your brow.

“Mr. Famous thought about me? How flattering.” you teased and he chuckled “I have to go home, my bed is calling but we should meet someday when you will be in town.” you offered and he nodded vigorously with a grin.

“I’m staying for a few weeks at my mum’s, we can arrange something. We definitely should catch up. Here, give me your number.” he handed you his phone and you added your contact.

“Well then, see you around Harry. And thanks for your help.” you flashed him with a smile which he returned and you went to a cash station.

Next day you got a text from an unknown number which turned out to be Harry’s number. He asked when you had time to meet.

Finally, you both decided to meet on a Saturday. To make it funnier, Harry offered to meet at the coffee shop that you often visited while being together.

On a Saturday you felt nervous. You didn’t see him for a long time and you weren’t sure how it would turn out, if you even will be able to maintain an interesing conversation without it being awkward.

But here you were, sitting in front of Harry, drinking tea and eating delicious muffins while talking and laughing about old times.

“I never thought that the audition would turn out this well.” he admitted with small smile.

“I knew it would.” you stated “You’re too good to not be noticed, although your hey sister was terrible.” you snickered and he smiled amused.

“I was nervous!” he huffed “If it wasn’t for you I’m not sure if I would actually get on that stage, you were my lucky charm.”

You looked at him with a touched smile “I was cheering for you even when we weren’t talking anymore.” you admitted “I always knew you would be someone important and look at you, you’re saving teenagers’ lives and make great music.”

You could see faint blush on his cheeks and the bashful smile was just cute.

“Well, I guess I wouldn’t be where I’m if not your cheering.” he chuckled “I only regret that our ways parted. I wish we maintained contact. I missed you.”

“I missed you too Harry.” you said hoping you didn’t blush “But at least we’re here now and it feels good.”

“Yeah it does.” he agreed with a smile that made your heart race. You knew that smile, he was sending it your ways on daily basis when you were together. It was this cute smirk with dreamy eyes and it just made you feel weak in knees.

Apparently some things never change, because it made you feel just the same as years ago.

And you’re not sure how it happened but next morning you woke up with Harry’s bare chest as your pillow.

But you weren’t complaining.

“Seriously?” you laughed while making breakfast with Harry. He was talking about the time when he was in One Direction “I always thought that it was just a song about good song.”

“Well, most of ours song had hidden dirty meaning.” he laughed too.

“What about your songs? Any dirty meanings?” you teased and he blushed.

Your morning together turned to spending whole day together.

“You can stay for the night.” you offered when he said he should get going.

“I don’t want to bother you.” he giggled.

“You’re not bothering, I like having you here.” you admitted and you were praying to not blush when he smirked at you.

“Good to know. I will gladly stay if you’re sure.” he said “But let me know if you will be sick of me.”

“That wouldn’t be possible.” you rolled your eyes hitting his chest with your hand which he catched and squeezed in his bigger one “You’re the sweetest person alive, you would have to kill my dog to make me hate you.”

“Sure.” now he rolled his eyes “You have a dog?”

“No.” you pouted “I wish but I’m rarely home and I wouldn’t want to leave a dog alone.” you explained and he nodded in understanding “What about you? Any pets?”

“Not really, I’m also rarely home when touring.” he shrugged.

And somehow this conversation turned into talking about his songs.

“And which ones do you like?” he looked at you with a small smile. You wouldn’t admit it out loud but in last few days his songs were on repeat so you wouldn’t be in dark when he would be talking about his career.

“Hm, I really like Carolina and little freak.” you stated after a moment of thinking. You noticed how Harry moved weirdly after your words “Is there something wrong?” you asked worriedly.

“No no.” he assured you “What do you like about Carolina?” he tilted his head looking curiously at you while still holding your hand.

“I don’t know, I just like it.” you shrugged “Why are you asking?”

“You didn’t notice, did you?” he laughed.

“Notice what?” you smiled with small confusion.

“Carolina, Adore you, Only Angel, Woman?” he furrowed his eyes.

“What about them?”

“God, woman. They are about you.” he huffed with amusement and your eyes widened.

“What?” you were sure you were a blushing mess at the moment.

“Carolina? It’s literally your description, you moved because your grandmother offered you and your parents to, you always had books with you and liked to compare life to books.” he explained “Oh, and you have cousins in Carolina!”

All he said was true and you actually realized it in fact was actually a song about you.

“Why would you wrote about me?” you asked quietly playing with his fingers.

“I was so in love with you. My first ever song that I writed was about you.” he admitted “Only angel. I changed it a bit before releasing it because I was teenager while I wrote and it was a slight disaster but it turned out great.”

“I’m not sure what to say.” you chuckled “Adore you is about me?”

“Yeah, I would go through hell for you.” he stated and you noticed that he didn’t use past tense.

“So am I so kind of inspiration for you?” you teased but he answered completely seriously.

“Yeah, you are big inspiration. Most of my songs have something about you in them even if they aren’t exactly about you.” he admitted bashfully “I was completely head over heels for you. And I think I still adore you.”

And if you were his inspiration for next lovely album that he made as a gift for you for your first anniversary, that’s just a bonus.

#harry styles x reader #harry styles #one direction #music #louis tomlinson #niall horan #zayn malik #liam payne

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onlyangle1 · 5 months

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HELLO LOVERS!! this is my very first fake instagram fic so i do apologise if this is a bit shit, but if you like it i will continue this and make it a bit of a series/fic thingy.

had no clue who to choose as a face claim so i decided to use ari! <33

Summary: Y/N supports her big brother when he goes to the x factor!!

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Y/Nhorran

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Y/Nhorran I can’t believe my smelly big bother just sang infront of KATY PERRY!!!! LIKE WHAT? No no in all seriousness im so proud of you, dont forget me when your all big and famous!!!

p.s next round tell katy i love her!! xx

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Niallhoran Thanks tiny ❤️ I’ll be sure to tell her next time she comes round for tea, shall I? You are a melon aren’t ya x

Y/Nhoran Yes that would be much appreciated thank you! xx

Maura.horan He is a cutie isnt he! We’re all so proud my love xx

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Y/Nhoran

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Y/Nhoran LOOK AT THESE MUPETS!! Who knew Ni-Ni could fly? Crazy days.

ANYWAYS IM SO PROUD OF YOU NIALL, LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!!!! xx

(thank you mumzy for catching my reaction x)

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Niallhoran Thanks pumpkin, now come to my room so I give you a big cuddle xxx

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Niallhoran

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Niallhoran Tiny has been watching my X Factor performances at least twice a day for the last week, as much as i love her support, she needs to turn it the fuck down! xx

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Harrystyles Don’t be horrid Nialler

Y/Nhoran Yeah ni-ni, listen to your mate.

Maura.horan Aw she just loves ya, darling x

Niallhoran Don’t be on her side mum!!

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Y/N lounged on the comfortable bean bag she had brought into Niall's bedroom, her eyes fixed on the vibrant posters that adorned the walls. The room was a mix of music and Hannah Montana memorabilia, a reflection of Niall's interests. The soft hum of their favorite tunes played in the background, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Niall, her big brother, sprawled out on his bed with a guitar in hand, strumming casually as they shared stories and laughter. His fingers strummed the strings effortlessly, a skill he had gained over the years. Y/N admired her brother's musical talent, feeling a sense of pride as he effortlessly played familiar tunes.

During their childhood, the two often enjoyed karaoke, and other musical activities together, finding comfort in each other's singing. Y/N, having a desire to audition for the X Factor alongside Niall, never mustered the courage, letting him take the stage and eventually become a part of the growing band, One Direction. As the five boys' musical journey unfolded, Y/N eagerly looked forward to meeting them, hoping they were as friendly as Niall made them out to be.

“So when ya’ gonna come meet me mates then?” Niall questioned looking up from his guitar almost like he was reading your mind.

“Not sure you know, whenever really.” She said with a shrug looking back down at her phone and quickly messaging someone back.

“I’ll sort something for ya pumpkin, these are my best mates! Need to meet them at some point.” Niall sent her a soft loving smile beginning to think up ideas to make the day they all met even more special.

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A note from moi: Im sorry it’s so short but i really didn’t know what to do for the first post but i hope this was okay and i’ll be making better as time goes on 🫶🏻🩷 Remember to eat, drink water and wear your suncream, love ya’s xx

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