reader and Harry do the âTouch your favorite part of meâ TikTok trend plssssssss
Ahhhh!!! Thank you sm for this!! Be so cute!!đ©”
Warnings: cussing/none đ
âââââââLet me thinkââââââ
As many people all over the globe over lockdown many people joined the app âtiktokâ, y/nâs account already hit 3.5mil alone just for being known as âHarryâs secret girlâ y/n posted occasionally whether it be a âget ready with meâ or a lip sync video, fans would go crazy over these videos and constantly beg for Harry be featured in one of these.
It was a rainy afternoon and y/n found herself endlessly scrolling through threads of videos on this app, she scrolled through her mentions, most of them were wanting her attention and some of them were trends and videos she should attempt herself.
There was one video that stood out to her was a couple doing the âtouch your favourite part of meâ challenge, y/n watched further on, the video shew a girlfriend approaching her boyfriend and asking âwhat was his favourite part of herâ he then proceeded to touch her face and waist.
Y/n thought it was a really cute little challenge, the comment section was absolutely urging y/n to ask Harry this and post it, and y/n was sold.
Y/n got herself up from the sofa and made a beeline for her lover.
Y/n made it quickly upstairs and to there shared room where Harry was luckily still in there en suite freshening up after his gym session.
Y/n then quickly and discretely propped her phone against against the wall by her cabinet and pressed ârecordâ.
âHarry!â She called, making sure she was still in sight of the camera.
âYeah loveâ he answered the other-side of the bathroom door.
âCan yâcome here for a sec?â She said, trying to suppress a laugh in.
âYâalrigh peach?â He asks emerging from the bathroom with hair slightly damp and only clad in a white shirt and black shorts, she was never bored of looking at him.
Thank god for the 3 minute feature on TikTok as y/n was ready to feed the fans with âboyfriendrryâ content as they named it.
âMmhmmâ she sweetly hummed, âcâmereâ she said making grabby hands at him, hoping he falls into shot.
Without another word he swiftly waltzes over to her and presses a kiss to her forehead.
âOk baby, we need space for thisâ she giggled slowly edging out of his arms.
âFuck Space loveâ he retorts falsely pouting at her claim.
When y/n finally backs out of his touch, she couldnât help but almost drool at him, the damp hair, the fitted white top, and the arms crossed stance was it for her, she was feeding harries today.
âCan you touch your favourite part of me?â She asks
âTouch my favourite part of you?â He smiles
âMmmhmmâ she excitedly nods
âFuckâ he sighs.
âSâhard one lovieâ he adds
Without no warning, his hands cup both of the girls cheek, his left thumb sliding across her rosey lips, and not long after his hands slid to her waist and pressed a kiss to them exact lips.
âYâface, yâlips, everythingâ he speaks against her lips.
âYâtoo cuteâ she smirks
She starts giggling at the thought of the fans seeing H like this.
âWhatâs tha about missusâ he questions referring to the giggles leaving her mouth.
Without another word she picked up her phone and shew him the recording iPhone.
âFuck Sakeâ he smiles, hiding his head into her shoulder.
âYâgonna have a bunch of happy fans tonight bubsâ
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different situatons where h gets jealous and possesive of reader
i just imagined it and im gonna dieee
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Warnings: cussing, mentions of Alcohol, drunkeness, jealousy, violenceđ
ââââââââjealousy, jealousyâââââââââ
Because of his high status and his constant surroundings of celebrities, fans, paparazzi, TMZ agents harry always had a watchful eye of his girl.Itâs not that he didnât trust y/n, it was the eyes of others he didnât. Harryâs love for y/n was something so different, he had never felt such love and pride in his girl, he truly loved y/n.
âThe returning exâ
Despite this man of y/nâs past being long gone and simply a college fling it still never made sense to why he would occasionally pop back up in Harryâs and y/nâs shared life.
It was a friends birthday party being held at there usual club, y/n remainder sat on a barstool at the bar happy to watch the room of drunks and dancers while Harry was socialising with various friends and work mates around the room, still cautious and aware of his pretty girl sitting at the bar.
âY/nâ a familiar voice heckled.
âJamesâ y/n muttered under her breath.
And there he was the man who took everything from y/n and left within 1 night, despite his actions being many years ago y/n still couldnât bring her self to be nice to him.
âHow are yaâ he asked, helping himself to the stool next to her.
âMâFineâ she blankly answered.
âGood, goodâ he said sipping on his bottled beer.
âWhere is he then? The world renounced Popstar?â He asked clearly getting straight to the point.
âThat would be me mateâ
Jamesâ figure slouched once he saw his replacement.
âMâharryâ he said from behind y/n moving forward so he could shake his hand.
âJamesâ he answered shaking his hand.
Harry took no further time in pulling a stool out and sitting himself as close to y/n as he possibly could and putting his hand around her waist.
âI suppose I wonât interrupt anymore, see ya round y/nâ
âYou scared him awayâ she laughed.
âMeans vâdone my jobâ he said meeting her lips.
âStage side dramaâ
If able to, y/n attended most shows, whether that be backstage, side of the stage, in a tier surrounded by bodyguards courtesy of Harry.
She loved it all so much and it never got old.
The loud intro to kiwi filled the stadium, the lights go crazy and the fans give it all they have.
Y/n was in Harrys peripheral all night, the sight of y/n dancing, singing taking the occasional video/photo and making eye contact with her when a song is dedicated to her it reminded him why he did all this.
Y/n was standing to the right side of the stage watching her lover do what he did very best, it wasnât until she felt a cold arm snake around her waist.
âEnjoying your nightâ Micheal Harryâs friend whispered into hair.
Harry regretted ever allowing Micheal meet y/n, he was convinced he would make advances if he wasnât around.
âVery much soâ she replied facing him allowing him to lip read over the speakers.
Harry quickly glanced over to his girl and when he saw his âfriendâ mindlessly wrapping his arms around his girlfriends waist.
H was already high on adrenaline it didnât take much to push him off the edge.
After the infamous whale, and endless kisses and âthank yousâ to the crowd, and still much to his disgust in his peripheral vision, Micheal was still finding any exscuse to be as close to her as he could.
While waving to the sea of people, he speed off of to the side of stage to finally be reunited with his girl, and do something about this Micheal.
âBaby!!â She squealed removing herself from Michaelâs loose embrace and throwing herself into her much more comfortable hold instead.
Without a word he just holds her tighter and presses kisses along her hairline, with two hands gently cupping her head, he pulls her out of his chest so he can rest his forehead on hers and speak only to her.
âLove, can you follow the rest of the band fâme and Iâll meet you on the tourbus alright? Mâjust gonna find Glenn back here?â
She nods and presses a kiss to him, sheâs been meaning to that for a while now, the sound of Micheal huffing and puffing behind them really made Harry satisfied.
âI love you, and make sure you stay with them alrightâ he says against her lips, before slowly releasing her.
âI love you and donât be too longâ she smiles before hurrying off to find the rest, âbye Michealâ she utters before whipping round the corner.
Little to the girls knowledge Glenn wasnât even here, he just wanted to have a chat with Micheal, perhaps a kind warning.
âYou really got lucky with her manâ Micheal laughs.
âYeah, yeah, I did mate I really did, and because of that Iâd rather you keep your hands to yourselfâ he stated, keeping his calm stature but a serious tone.
âYour Harry fucking styles, you could have any chick in the world, and your mad at me for having an arm round a basic girlâ he laughs, not catching the drift.
Say what want about him, but y/n, no thatâs the line.
With the adrenaline still flowing through his veins, he didnât fear much at this very moment. It wasnât until Micheal was backed against a wall that Harry realised he was getting closer to the idle man.
âSay that againâ he coldly said.
âI said tha-â
Letâs just say that Micheal was lucky Harry had various security and staff surrounding the backstage area.
âAnd they called it puppy loveâ
Y/n had been practically begging for any sort of pet ever since her and Harry moved in together, a companion to keep her company when Harryâs out on the road, y/n worked from home, and there was a puppy needing a home, what could be the problem?
The problem lies where little buddy (there black Labrador) grew quiet clingy and protective of y/n to the extent where even a hug would set the little man off.
âFuckinâ hell budâ he said, referring to the pup who was currently barking at Harry because of his hand resting on his mums thigh.
âHeâs just making sure his mummyâs safe arenât you babyâ she said adoringly picking up the pooch and holding it to her chest where he happily wagged his tail and snuggles into her scent.
Harry then tried again, seeing that the puppy was snuggled in her neck trying to rest, he this time cuddles into his girlfriends side, resting his hand in itâs original place on her thigh and pressing kisses to her shoulder.
However the bliss only lasted around 3 minutes, before the pup found out and started again.
âOh bud shush your noiseâ she gently scolded, moving him carefully onto the sofa space next to her.
However buddy made his way back on y/nâs lap and countinued to bark at Harry making it clear that y/n was his mum.
Tired and in need of some TLC, Harry called it a night.
âBloody pup, Iâm going to bed, itâs clear itâs not me he wantsâ he says patting her thigh and getting up from his position.
âBabe itâs okay, he needs to get used you being around me-â
âNo y/n, as long as heâs here we arenât gonna get any time togetherâ he huffed as he made his way out of the living room and up the stairs.
âI think daddyâs a little madâŠand jealousâ she whispered to the pup.
Once y/n gently placed the pup in its bed, she headed up to find her sulky boyfriend who was found still sat up against the headboard scrolling on his phone.
âHarryâ she began, sliding herself into her side of the bed.
âCâmereâ she softly said.
To which he did, he enjoyed feeling that slight bit more vulnerable around the girl, and slid into her arms resting on her chest, she loved using her fingertips to play with the soft curls that sat above his head.
âMâsorryâ he mumbled against her chest.
âDonât be silly, got nothing to be sorry forâ she chuckled quietly.
âI was jealous of our fucking dog, sânot right y/nâ he continues.
âHey, hey, I get it, itâs okay, and we will get round to training him promiseâ she confirms countinue long to comb his hair.
âI know, I know, jusâ donât like sharing you, you were mine firstâ he says a low chuckle leaving his lips.
âSâokay, mâalways yours, no matter whatâ
âUnless we get another puppy..then my hands may be a bit fullâ she added, a small smile curling on both there lips.
âYouâd be so luckyâ he groaned
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