Right Where You Left Me - Harry Styles AU
Part 5 - Feels Like
Summary: Valentines Day 2015 changes everything for Harry and Nora, is it a losing battle or can they make it to the other side?
Word Count: 7k ish
A/N: Honestly I’m so sorry this took so long I’ve had no motivation to write since LOT ended 😭 but it’s here!!! Also I kinda thought about writing smut but didn’t go too far cos I’ve never written it and idk if you’d want that but pls lmk :) also not proofread so beware
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Saturday 14 February 2015 – Melbourne, Sydney
“Thanks so much Sydney!” Niall shouts to the crowd as they run back up towards the main stage.
“We love you!” Nora screams as she takes one final look at the 60,000 fans that have sacrificed their Valentine’s Day to spend it with them, head shaking in disbelief and tears springing to her eyes at the sight before her. When Louis notices she hasn’t followed them backstage he runs back out to pull her off, a cheeky shake of his head at her antics which make the crowd go wild for the final time that night.
The band congregate backstage, ridding themselves of their in-ears and mic packs, before they start handing out hugs and kisses to each other. Liam jumps over to Nora and engulfs her in too tight of a hug, picking her up off the floor in the process. He lets go and Louis immediately takes his place, dramatically recreating Liam’s hug with an added flair, making Nora groan in protest. He apologises by placing a sloppy kiss to her cheek, whispering a soft ‘love you’ into her ear. Niall walks over to where she stands, aggressively wiping away the evidence of Louis’ wet kiss, and throws a comforting arm round her shoulders. Nora wraps her arm around his lower back, giving him love taps where her hand came to rest below his hip bone. They stand and watch as Harry, Louis and Liam embrace, twirling in their spot as they begin singing the lyrics to Best Song Ever that the crowd could still be heard chanting.
Niall leans his head to rest on the top of Nora’s, leaving a few small kisses to the top of her head, “So proud of ya darling, amazing out there tonight.” He tells her.
“I know, atmosphere was insane.” She replies.
“Meant you. Hitting all those high notes. Almost as if you were singing to someone.” He gives her a playful squeeze.
“Fuck off.”
“Ay, no way to speak to me on Val’s day!” He feigns hurt, “Anything planned?”
“Yeah, big elaborate romantic date in the busiest restaurant in the city.” She deadpans.
“Come off it mardy bum, was only asking.” He laughs at her, used to the sarcasm often dripping in her tone after 5 long but incredible years together.
They giggle together and move into a full hug, holding each other tightly and relaxing their overworked muscles. They sway from side to side as Nora strokes his back and Niall strokes her hair. Only when Harry approaches do they pull away.
“Meet you in the hallway?” Harry asks her, their secret code for meeting up in their rooms later on. Not that anyone would even bat an eyelid at the offer to rendezvous, but it gave them a little more security if someone were to overhear them, something that could easily pass off as them going to get food or hang out innocently. Harry resists the urge to pull her straight into his arms and kiss her long and hard, settling instead with tucking her hair behind her ear and resting his warm palm on her cheek, slowly stroking his thumb over her soft skin.
All Nora can do is nod meekly, turning to mush in his hold. Harry smiles at her softly, pressing a whisper of a kiss to her forehead before he pulls Niall into a side hug and walks off with him in the direction of the cars waiting to take them back to their hotel.
In a love-induced daze, it takes Nora a moment to come to. She realises she hasn’t yet seen Zayn, and twirls around in her spot to find him. Her eyes fall onto his frame, leaning against one of the equipment cases on his phone and waltzes over to him.
“Hey, you okay?” She asks him as his gaze is pulled away from his phone.
“Yeh – tired. Missing home.” He mumbles in response.
“I know, Z,” she intertwines their fingers and pulls him forward to cuddle him, “love you so much, so proud of you every day.” Zayn rests his head in the crook of her neck and exhales deeply, glad to have her there with him. He’s not sure he would have made it this far without her.
“Let’s get out of here.” Nora says as she squeezes his hand and pulls him away to trail behind the others.
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When Nora gets back to her own hotel room, she wastes no time in jumping in the shower and washing away the remnants of the day, desperate to see her boyfriend and spend the rest of the night in his arms.
They’ve fallen into a steady rhythm in the past 2 years – perfecting the balance between best friends in the day and lovers at night. Every day roughly follows the same routine: they wake up tangled together between the sheets, one of them sneaks back into their empty hotel room before the others wake, they spend an achingly long time resisting the other during the day whilst maintaining enough flirting to not make it seem like something is off (because as far as their management, teams and fans know, they’re two love-sick puppies that have been ordered to stay away from each other) and then they sneak back into the other’s arms when everyone else is asleep. It has been a struggle, and an unfair one at that, but it’s worth it in their eyes.
Throwing on one of Harry’s oversized band tees and a pair of adidas shorts over a new set of lacy, black underwear bought especially for the occasion, Nora slips on a pair of flip flops and sprays Harry’s favourite perfume of hers onto her neck. Opening her hotel room door, she does a quick scan of the hallway to ensure there was no one around to catch her and then takes off in a quick jog over to his door. She barely has to knock once before Harry throws the door open and pulls her inside as if he had been stood at the door waiting for her the whole time. He had.
He takes her into his arms, her head resting on his bare chest while he bends down to fit his in the crook of her neck. “Took you long enough.” He whispers into her ear, lifting his head to make her lift her own and stare up into his eyes, her chin on his sternum.
“Sorry, wanted to shower quick.” Nora presses a soft kiss over the butterfly inked on his skin, something she found herself doing regularly which made Harry fall in love with her all over again each time he felt her lips there.
“C’mon, ordered you your fave.” He pulls her by the hand through the small entryway and past the bathroom into the bedroom. Nora eyes immediately widen at the sight before her. The perfectly made bed had rose petals strewn all over it with the words I LOVE YOU spelt out perfectly in the middle. A trolley was to the left, crammed with several sliver platters, certainly more than her and Harry would be able to get through by themselves.
Tears sprung to Nora’s eyes once her brain had time to digest the fact that Harry had put in the time and effort to do all of this for her secretly and most likely without help. Harry often did a lot of romantic things but they usually had to be a bit more subtle. For Harry to do this for her pulled at all her heartstrings. She whips around to face him and kisses him with as much love and passion as she can muster, it was searing and sloppy and much needed after having to stay apart on the most romantic day of the year.
“You didn’t need to do this for me,” she tells him as she pulls away from his lips and takes his face into her hands “I didn’t even get you anything I’m sorry I’m so awful to you.” She dismisses herself with a shameful shake of her head.
Harry chuckles at this, knowing this couldn’t be further from the truth. “You being here is enough for me. Don’t need anything else when I’ve got you.” And it was the truth. Harry didn’t need anything else in the world. He didn’t need any of the girls or the money or the fame, just being able to breathe the same air as Nora was enough for him. He had felt that way since 2010 and he couldn’t imagine it ever changing.
“I hate how much I love you.” She scrunches her nose.
“I know it’s gross isn’t it.” Harry wiggles his eyebrows at her and playfully grabs at her bum. “C’mon, get into bed. I’ve already got Love, Rosie loaded and waiting for you.”
“I don’t wanna ruin the roses H.” She pouts.
“Right get up the top of the bed so I can take a pic of ya… and then I was thinking I could maybe, erm…” he trails off, getting too embarrassed to finish his train of thought.
“What baby?” She asks him quietly, seeing how shy he had become all of sudden.
“I was thinking that, if you wanted to… I could, erm, save the petals and get them put in a frame or something and then we could put them up at home somewhere?” He asks timidly. He’d already planned out exactly what he wanted to do as soon as he had laid them out. He wanted to press the flowers into a frame and hang them above his bed. They had both mentioned that his house was lacking decoration, but he never spent enough time there to think about what to put where. Any time off they both had they tended to spend at Nora’s as they both preferred it there. Harry liked how every room was full of the smell of her, and Nora liked Harry coming over and leaving traces of himself and his scent in his wake. His house always felt bare and less home-y in comparison, most of his things had found its way over to hers anyway.
“My sweet boy, I’d love that.” She grins at him.
“Yeah?” Harry blushes at the soft compliment, revelling in the way Nora was still able to make the butterflies appear in his tummy almost 2 years in.
“Yeah.” She confirms as she reaches up to give her sweet boy the sweetest kiss, lacing together their hands. “So thoughtful,” she hums against his lips. “So sweet.” Another kiss is pressed to his lips. “So perfect.” Another kiss. “Sooo sexy.” She whispers, reconnecting their lips a final time with more fervour, pushing her tongue into his mouth and pulling a deep guttural moan from Harry.
“Mmm, me being thoughtful really gets you going, yea?” He asks teasingly when she regretfully pulls away from him, making her giggle in response which makes Harry smile appreciatively at his favourite sound. “You better get up there now before I make a mess of ‘em.” His eyes are dark and filled with lust at all the dirty thoughts circling through his brain.
“Yes sir.” She salutes him breathily, making his dick twinge in his pants at the nickname normally reserved for the bedroom.
Nora bounds over to the head of the plush bed and decides to show Harry what surprise she had in store for him tonight. Without overthinking it, she rids herself of her clothes and climbs carefully onto the bed just below the pillows. She takes advantage of Harry’s turned back while he went to fetch his phone from the other side of the room and quickly reply to the few messages he had received, and she adjusts herself so she is lying across the width of the bed, her head propped up by her bent arm, one leg bent up towards her and her free arm resting on her hip.
The anxiety started to creep in, she always got that way when she was revealed to him like this, but she did her best to keep it tucked away. She didn’t think she was ugly, far from it, she had always been happy with the way she looked, but something about Harry just lit a fire within her. Maybe it was the way everyone else on the planet seemed to have an opinion of her, she was too fat, too skinny, too ugly – their opinion always differed depending on the day of the week, but the one thing that never changed was that she was never enough for Harry. Everyone agreed on that. Nora was normally good at not letting those opinions get to her. She was thick skinned. She was witty and sarcastic. She could laugh it off and even clapback to make herself feel better. She knew Harry loved her. She saw the way he looked at her, how he held her and kissed her and listened to her. She knew he knew that she loved him. They were perfect together.
Yet, sometimes, when she was bare and exposed in front of him, it was all she could think about. She wasn’t supermodel thin, didn’t have legs that stretched for days or a bone structure to be envious of. And she wasn’t curvy, didn’t have plushy hips and thighs and an arse to match. She was just… her. And maybe that wasn’t enough.
When Harry turned around, and let his eyes drift up to find her, his mouth gaped open. His heart jumped into his throat, and he forgot how to breathe momentarily. He took in the wonderous sight before him. The beautifully sexy girl he loved laid out on the bed ready and waiting for him. The way the black lace of her lingerie draped over her body like it was made for her, the way it covered absolutely nothing and yet too much all at once and how it contrasted against her soft skin made him salivate. His eyes travelled up her body, starting at her toes all the way up to the curve of her arse and the soft dip of her waist, up to her breasts that were barely contained in her bra, over her slender arms and up to her neck. He wanted to sink his teeth into every part of her exposed flesh. He was almost drooling. His heart was beating erratically in his chest, so hard that he thought she could probably see it from where she lay.
Tearing his gaze away from her delicious body, his eyes land on her face. Her teeth had bitten down into her lower lip and pulled it into her mouth, a trait he knew to be down to nerves. Her eyes were blown wide in anticipation, waiting for him to say something, anything. The longer he stood there in silence the more the thoughts started to take over, convincing her it was too much or she was not enough.
“I- wow.” Was all he had to offer her. His hands came up to rub down his face in pure stress, and his thumb and forefinger settled on his lower lip, pulling it away from his mouth as his eyes locked on hers.
His lack of response might have worried her, if it wasn’t for the way he was currently looking at her. His eyes wide, pupils dilated so much there wasn’t a trace of his gorgeous green irises visible and a sick smirk on his face. She was very accustomed to that look. It sent heat straight to her lower stomach and tingles up her spine. That look meant trouble. And it did nothing but excite her.
“Just wow?” She asked tauntingly, averting her eyes from his dominating gaze, fiddling with the lace on her thong.
“Just… wow.” He breathes out, his eyes follow her movements, watching her toy with her underwear and wanting to run over to her and rip them from her body immediately. “This all for me?” He asks her. She nods her head shyly in response, looking up at him under her lashes and smiling coyly. He was ready to burst. The way she looked good enough to eat, her body wrapped up in layers of lace he wanted to spend forever unwrapping and tucking into the skin underneath, her shy smile and nervous gaze, it all went straight to his dick. He was straining against the thin material of his Calvin Klein’s and he hadn’t even touched her yet.
Harry couldn’t take it any longer, his long legs stalking over to where she lay and grabbing at her ankle that rested on the bed. He pulled her so she lay flat on her back, her hair fanning out behind her, her legs wide enough for him to settle his body between. She shrieked and giggled as she was yanked down the length of the bed, cheeky smiles on both their faces as they took each other in. Harry looked at her like this, full of joy and excitement and love and thought he had never seen something so hauntingly beautiful in all his life. He pulled up the camera on his phone and snapped a picture of her, making her giggle more and try to hide her face behind her hands. He took a couple more photos, wanting to savour the way she looked right now and made a mental reminder to come back to it later and update his background. He threw his phone off to the side meaning for it to land at the end of the bed, but the urgency with which he chucked it had it bouncing and falling on the floor with a thud. Not that he cared, he could have smashed it to pieces for all he cared, the only thing he cared about in that moment was having his hands on his girl.
“Thought you said you didn’t get me anything?” He questions her accusingly. “Looks like someone lied, mm? You know what we do with liars around here…” His voice is dark and mocking. His right hand makes it way up her leg slowly, too slowly for her liking, while his left hand stays grasped tightly around her ankle. His touch was featherlight, making goosebumps rise on her skin wherever his fingers trailed and causing small whimpers to fall from her lips.
“H.” She moans as his hand reaches the top of her thigh, her legs spreading wider with the hope he would slip his hand into her underwear where she craved his touch the most. His hand, however, continued its painfully teasing journey up her body, skimming past her waist and up to her breast. He releases her ankle and bends his body over hers, his free hand pressing down into the mattress beside her head to hold himself up. He lets his thumb swipe over the front of bra where her nipple had poked through the lace. “S’te plait Harry.” She moans out.
He stares down at her beneath him, taking in how her eyes had screwed shut tightly with her mouth open wide, soft gasps and moans of his name spilling out. His name has never sounded better than when she says it like that. He wanted to record it and listen to it on a loop forever.
“La patience est une vertue.” He tuts at her, forcing her eyes to open and find his dark ones. It sent heat straight to her core whenever Harry spoke back to her in French. The sound was euphoric. Harry knew the effect it had on her, watching her body squirm below him. He let his hand travel up the expanse of her chest slowly, eliciting soft gasps from her and then wrapped it around the base of her neck. Even the lightest of grips there had her eyes rolling into the back of her head and her own hand coming up to rest upon his, encouraging him to squeeze harder.
An evil laugh escapes him at how desperate she is for him to just do something, anything to her. He leans down and inhales the sultry scent of her perfume on her neck and gives her earlobe a sharp bite. “Think someone needs to be taught a lesson, don’t you?” he growls in her ear, “Show you what lying gets you.”
He removes himself from her body and stands upright again, looking down at her with that glint in his eyes that almost makes her want to curl up and die. Before she can protest or argue back he grabs her legs and flips her over onto her stomach roughly, one hand coming down to leave a hard smack onto her bum. Her back arches in response, her arse jutting out to give him more access. He kneads at it, his hands smoothing and pulling and pushing her the skin before he spreads her cheeks and moves the lace of her pants to the side to dive his tongue right in to exactly where she wants him.
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Hours later once the Sydney sun had long set and they had struggled their way through the copious amounts of room service, Nora and Harry are tucked up under the covers, their naked bodies pressed up against each other despite the lingering heat in the room from their earlier activities. Harry lies on his back, one arm curled underneath his head while his other rubs intricate patterns into the skin of his lover’s back. Nora has her head resting over Harry’s heart, listening intently to its beating, with one leg cocked over him and her toes wiggling gently over the skin of his legs.
They lie in a comfortable silence, both of them basking in these moments where they get to have each other completely to themselves. No one else around to see them or judge them or distract them.
Nora finds herself tracing the outlines of Harry’s many tattoos as if she was committing them to memory. It isn’t until Harry finally breaks the silence that she stops.
“Do you think if we never got put in the band that we’d still have ended up together?” He asks her, making her freeze her movements and inhale a sharp breath.
“Erm I dunno, why do you ask?” She lifts her head from his chest and looks up to his face to find him staring intently at the ceiling, a small frown on his face.
“Just been thinking about what would have happened if we all just got sent home that night.” He sighs, his hand leaving her back and moving to nervously play with the ends of her hair. “Wonder whether we would have still ended up together.”
“I think so.” She reaches up to cup his cheek in her palm and tilt his face down so she could see him properly.
“You do?” He presses a kiss to the inside of her palm, eyebrows raising skeptically.
“Yeah, I mean, I think I knew from the moment we met that we’d end up together in some way somehow. Even if it never went anywhere romantic, I think we’d have found a way to always be together.” She swipes her thumb lovingly across his cheek.
“Oh, the moment we met yeah? When I could barely look you in the eyes when we were queueing to sign in?” He huffs out in a laugh.
“Don’t be annoying, you know exactly what I mean.”
“Let’s pretend I don’t. Wanna hear you say it.” He mumbles softly to her, desperate for the reassurance.
“I remember not being able to stop thinking about you. The moment we left each other that day. Whole drive home all I could think about was you. Barely even cared that I’d just got through to bootcamp. Best thing that happened to me all day was meeting you. Wanted to see you again. Was counting down the days, going to bootcamp was just a bonus. Even when I was stood on that stage waiting for them to tell me if I’d got through to the live shows or not, all I was thinking about was you. About what you said to me when we sat on top of Primrose Hill. You remember?”
“Yeah, I remember.” He smiles.
“I think, if you had got through and I hadn’t, I would have been over the moon for you. But, if I got through and you didn’t I would have quit. I didn’t wanna do it without you. I wouldn’t have even agreed to be in this band if you weren’t in it.” Her brows scrunch in thought.
“Bullshit.” He deadpans, removing his hand from under his head to lightly wipe the scrunch between her brows away.
“I’m serious H. I don’t think I ever wanted to be away from you ever again.”
“I felt the same.” Harry swipes his thumb across her lower lip, Nora instinctively pouting to give his thumb a little kiss.
“So, yeah, if this band had never happened or if we weren’t in it, I think we would have found each other. Couldn’t imagine my life without you then and I can’t imagine it now. Think we were destined to meet that day.” She nestles her head back into his chest, her words slightly muffled by how her lips were smushed against his skin.
“Oh, destined yeah?” He jokes.
“Yeah. I think so.”
“Written in the stars was it?” He teases her.
“OK jokey smurf you keep laughing.” She swats at him, making him giggle.
“You know I love you.” He muses.
“Let’s pretend I don’t. Wanna hear you say it.” She imitates his accent rather poorly making him bark out a deep loud laugh.
“Cheeky,” he leans down to connect their lips in a sweet kiss, “I love you Nori.”
“I know.” She hums.
“Annoying.” He says with a roll of his eyes, his dimpled smile never leaving his face.
“I know.” She leans in to give him another kiss.
“Sometimes I wish we went home that day.” He says carefully.
“What makes you say that?”
“I just… look, I love being in the band.” He’s quick to defend himself.
“I know.”
“And I love the boys.”
“I know.”
“And I’m so grateful for everything we’ve been able to do.”
“Bébé I know all of this, you don’t need to explain any of this to me. Just tell me.” She pushes him gently.
“I just think that if we’d have gone back home that night and gone back to school that it might have been better for us.” Harry whispers, his eyes looking anywhere but at Nora.
“In what way?” Her brows scrunch again, wondering why on earth he felt that way when she couldn’t think of anything worse. They’d been given the gift of spending almost everyday together over the past 5 years and that wouldn’t have happened without the band.
“Cos y’know, we would be at uni right now. The same one, probably. God knows I’d follow you anywhere. And we would be together, properly.” He drawls out.
“We are together properly, idiot.” Nora laughs at him incredulously, still not able to fully understand his point of view.
“No but like, we could go for a walk and hold hands, I could kiss you in public. Get your name tattooed on me and not worry that thousands of people are gonna threaten to kill you. We could live together, get a dog, go out for dinner, go on holiday. Like a real relationship. One that you deserve to have.” He starts to get frustrated, his words coming out fast, annoyed at the comparison of something so domestic to their current reality.
“Harry…” She sighs out a laugh, “I love you so much, you big idiot. That all sounds lovely, but it’s not real and I don’t want you to get caught up in that. This is real, what we have right now. This is our real relationship and it’s hard and it’s unfair sometimes, but I wouldn’t change a single thing about it. I love you and I would do whatever it takes to be here with you.” Nora declares gently but with conviction, wanting to reassure him as best she can.
“Really?” He asks accusingly.
“Really.” She affirms.
“I’d give this all up for you, y’know, if you asked.” He whispers to her, taking her face into his hands and looking deep into her eyes so she knows he’s telling the truth.
“I know you would, but I would never ask you to do that for me.” She can’t help the huge grin that settles across her face at her devastatingly adorable boyfriend.
“I’m serious Nor. I’d be happy to do it! If you told me to never leave this room, I’d stay right here. We’d never have to go outside again.” He announces dramatically, a wide grin matching her own across his own face.
“You’re ridiculous.” She giggles with a shake of her head.
“I’d never see the light of day again if it meant we could just stay like this forever.” He says seriously and she knows he’s telling the truth.
“We can stay like this forever, but we could probably open the blinds occasionally.” She attempts to joke, trying to make light of the conversation. Talking about their feelings like this was not one of her strengths. She had gotten better at it over the last 2 years, Harry made it easy to be vulnerable, but it always made her feel like it was going to come across as inauthentic or over-the-top.
“Mmm didn’t think of that.” He nods in faux-thought, as if she had just made the grandest philosophical statement.
“Mmm silly boy.” She leans up to press a hard and deep kiss to his plump lips, hoping to convey just how much she adored him with the action.
“I just love you.” He sighs out once their lips disconnect.
“I love you as well, maybe not enough to never go outside again though…”
“Cheeky bitch.” He roars in laughter, rolling their bodies over so her back is to the mattress, his weight pinning her down below him.
“Yeah well you know how much I love a good midnight walk.” She pushes his long hair out of his face only for it fall back immediately, creating a curtain around their faces.
“There’s an idea.” He grins mischievously.
“Noooo, Harry we cant.” She says sternly.
“Who says we cant?”
“I’m saying we cant.”
“Don’t be boring.” He taunts her.
“You’re just asking for us to be papped.”
“C’mon they’re not still gonna be hanging around at this time. Live a little.” He clambers off of her and gets to his feet, jumping around the room to try and find some clothes to throw on, clearly having already made his mind up.
“Harry.” Nora half-shouts, sitting up on her elbows with the sheets clung to her naked body.
“Noraaaaaaaaa.” He sings, not even looking at her as he dresses himself and starts collecting her clothes from where they had been thrown earlier.
“You’re gonna be the death of me.” She mutters under her breath and climbs out of the bed, knowing that this is something he was not going to budge on. His stubbornness was something to be rivalled.
“Get dressed sweetcheeks I’m about to take you on the walk of your life.” He hands her the clothes of hers he had collected and places a rough kiss on her head before jolting off to the bathroom before she can protest.
“Alright well I’m not your fucking dog.” She shouts to him whilst slipping her underwear back on.
“We’ll see about that.” He jokingly shouts back.
“If anyone’s getting walked like a dog, it’s you.”
“I’d happily let you put me on a leash.” He winks at her as he reappears from the bathroom, cheeky smile on his face.
“Such a good boy.” She walks over to him and pats his cheek twice, and they slip their shoes on and head out the door hand in hand.
They sneak their way out of the hotel and are happy to find there is no one waiting outside just as Harry had thought. They head off in the direction of a small park they had spotted, their hands clasped together tightly and swinging between them. They walk in silence for a while just enjoying the quiet of the night together, but soon they get to talking about any and everything. How amazing it is to finally be able to something ‘normal’ together. How they would live their lives if they weren’t famous. What kinda house they would want if they didn’t have all the money in the world. What their first holiday might have looked like. What kind of dog they’d want to get. It’s perfect.
After an hour or so of walking, talking and stargazing, they head back to the hotel to turn themselves in for the night.
“Best Valentine’s Day ever.” Harry sighs contentedly as the door to his hotel room shuts behind them.
“Bit of sex and a walk round the block? Easily impressed.” She laughs as Harry approaches her and takes her into his arms, his hands finding solace in the small of her back whilst her arms link around his shoulders.
“Everything you do impresses me.” He whispers while leaning in to give her a kiss that takes her breath away.
“I’m so glad this day only happens once a year, couldn’t cope with you being Mr. Soppy Pants 24/7.”
“Heeeey.” He pouts.
“Kidding. Love it when you’re all cute, makes me feel like a little baby girl.” She kisses his pout away.
“You are a baby girl, my babygirl.” He tells her, a big smile on his face as he can already predict her response.
“Vile!” She sticks her tongue out and points 2 fingers into her mouth as if she was going to make herself gag, “I’m gonna vom.” She attempts to pull away from him but he doesn’t let her, pulling her even closer to his body while he shakes with laughter.
“I love you, Nori.” He announces seriously once the laughter dissipates.
“I love you, Harry. Never been more grateful to our mums for signing us up for X-Factor. Must’ve had luck on our side that day.” She allows herself to open up to him.
“Wanna know what I think?”
“Not really but go on.” She sasses.
“I think it was fate. Right person, right time.” He muses, pressing another kiss to her lips.
“Right person, right time. I like that.” She ponders. The smiles not leaving their faces.
“Don’t you think?” He questions.
“Feels that way yeah.” She agrees.
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The bubble of love they had fallen asleep in the night before is rudely burst with the shrill ringing of a phone. Harry is first to stir from his slumber, reaching an arm blindly behind him to grab at the device buzzing on the nightstand. With half open eyes, he inspects the phone once he picks it up to see the familiar contact photo belonging to Lidia.
“Babe, it’s Lids.” He croaks out, gently shaking Nora awake while she grumbles and tries to sink further into the mattress.
“What the hell does she want?”
“Answer it and you’ll find out.” Harry places the phone onto the pillow in front of Nora’s face. She presses the answer button and brings the phone up to balance onto her ear.
“Lid? Yeah I’m with him now, why? Ok? Alright you’re on speaker.”
“Are you guys asleep?” Lidia can be heard asking through the speaker, sounding rather frantic.
“We were.” Harry grumbles.
“So, you haven’t seen?”
“Seen what?” Nora’s patience is starting to wear thin.
“Shit.” Lidia exclaims angrily.
“What’s going on? Are you okay, why do you sound like you’re about to cry?” Nora sits up now, making Harry whine at the loss of body heat.
“I’m so fucking sorry.” Lidia sniffles.
“Lidia you’re worrying us now.” Harry props himself up on his elbow, him and Nora sharing concerned glances.
“I’ve just sent you the link H.” She sniffles again
“The link to what?” Nora confusedly asks.
“The Daily Mail… shit. Shit, shit, SHIT.” Harry shouts, he sits up in bed and leans forward to obstruct Nora’s view of his phone, one hand rubbing down in face in stress.
“Can one of you tell me what’s going on please?”
“Baby I’m so sorry, don’t read it ple-“ Harry begins to say.
“Give me the fucking phone Harry.” She snatches the phone out of his hands and the page loaded on the screen makes her stomach drop.
A choked sob rattles through her body. This cannot be happening.
“Nori, baby, it’s fine.” He tries to comfort her. He tries to put his arms around her to bring her into a hug but she jolts away from his touch, leaving a sad pout on his face.
“How is this fucking fine Harry are you joking? None of this is fine. I’m actually fucked!” She screams.
“Don’t say that, that’s not true. We can handle this.” He says softly.
“Easy for you to say, you haven’t just got called the world’s biggest slag. They’re practically inviting the whole world to try and kill me. I can’t believe this. I told you we shouldn’t have fucking left the room didn’t I?”
“OK guys, I’m gonna leave you to it. Nora, call me later, OK? We’ve got this don’t worry we can figure something out. I’m gonna kill whoever’s done this to you. I love you, yeah” Lidia tells her.
“Thanks for the letting us know Lidia, call you in a bit OK?” Harry replies and reaches over to where Nora had dropped her phone onto the bed, “Nor?” He takes her hand and is comforted when she lets him.
“Harry I just can’t. I can’t do it.” She sobs.
“What are you trying to say?” He asks worriedly.
“This is gonna kill me H. I can’t do it.” Tears are streaming down her face and neck and it breaks Harry’s heart. But he can see the way she is refusing to look at him, he can feel the way she is trying to pull away from him and shut down and that breaks his heart even more.
“Can’t do it, or can’t do me?” He asks frustratedly. He knows he shouldn’t take his frustration with the situation out on her but he can’t help it. This is not how he wanted things to go for them. It’s quite literally the opposite. He just can’t believe she would try and shut him out after their conversation the night before.
“Don’t.” She snaps.
“Don’t what?”
“Don’t make this about you, please.” She rips her hand out of his grip and gets out of the bed. She flits about the room collecting her clothes, all she wants is to get out of there and cry in her shower and get on the first plane home to her mother.
“Baby we’re in this together, it’s about both of us. You’re not going through this alone.”
“No, but you don’t get it, Harry.” She screams at him, dropping all the clothes she had collected and turning to look at him dead in the eyes for the first time.
“Then tell me!” He shouts back.
“Are you really that fucking ignorant? Don’t you see what they say about me, what they’ve always said about me? They hate me. I’ve never been good enough to be in this band. Never been good enough for you. I get told that every day and that was without any solid evidence that we were even together. Now they’ve got this and they’re gonna kill me for it. I wont be able to come back from this!” She roars at him, ignoring all the voices in her head that’s telling her to calm down. She shouldn’t be talking to him like this but he’s the only other person in the room and she can’t control herself.
“We can get through this together.” A single tear slips out of his eye. He can feel her slipping away.
“No we can’t.” She laughs.
“What is that supposed to mean?” He begins to cry properly now and his hands fly up to rub the tears out of his eyes, embarrassed to be sat crying in front of her while she is clearly trying to break up with him.
The image of Harry bawling in front of her is enough to make her want to vomit, she hates herself for ever making him feel so awful he can’t help but let the tears fall. It brings her back to earth and clears the red smoke from her vision, her whole body softening its aggressive stance. “Harry – listen, I love you. I love you so much. I cant even remember a day where I didn’t love you, you’re everything to me.” She tells him softly, carefully.
“No, don’t.” He shakes his head and cries some more, well aware of where this is going.
“Just listen to me please,” Nora makes her way back towards the bed, pulls back the covers slightly to reveal Harry’s lap and climbs onto him, “I can take what they say to me on a normal day, I can ignore it, cos I get to come back here and be with you and none of it matters anymore. But it’s not just about the media and the fans anymore H. Our management know now. You think they’re gonna let us carry this on? Cos they’re not. And I’m gonna be the one that gets the blame, you know I will. I should have known better, I should have been able to say no to you. And I can’t get through this without you by my side, this is gonna break me.” She takes his face into her hands and wipes the tears off his cheeks with the pads of her thumbs.
“Baby I’m not gonna let them break us up.” His voice cracks as he grabs onto her waist tightly so she can’t remove herself.
“Yeah, like we have a choice.” Nora rolls her eyes.
“We do have a fucking choice. This is our fucking lives, I’m sick of just doing what they say all the time. We’re human beings, we should be able to make our own fucking choices. I’m not letting them break us up.” He says with conviction.
“Harry…” She breathes out, letting her forehead rest against his.
“No Nora, I don’t wanna hear anymore about it. It’s you and me. Forever. Whether they like it or not. We’ll get through this.”
“I really wanna believe you.” She whispers.
“I’ll prove it to you. I love you.” He uses a hand to cup her cheek and pull her down to his lips.
“I love you, too. So much.” She tells him between kisses.
“I’m sorry they’ve done this to you.” Harry pushes her hair out of her face and rubs at her back.
“I’m sorry they’ve done this to you, too. Sorry for shouting at you, I didn’t mean it. It’s not your fault, you were just trying to make me happy.” She apologises.
“Always,” he gives her a soft smile before his eyes light up and a smirk appears, “maybe we should just get ahead of it?”
“What do you mean?” She asks sceptically.
“We should address it before anyone can say anything for us.”
“I’m not following.”
“OK, I’m gonna do something and I need you to trust me alright?” He reaches for his phone, leans back against the headboard so Nora can’t clock what he’s doing, unlocks it and begins typing away.
“I don’t like the sound of this.” She mumbles.
“Here.” Harry passes her his phone which is loaded on his Instagram.
“Oh my god.” Nora inspects the new picture on his feed, one of her Harry had taken 2 days ago on her hotel balcony when they had arrived in Sydney. She begins to laugh, hysterically, and hands him his phone back while he just watches on with a cheeky grin on his face like he hadn’t just caused WW3.
“Your turn.” He pokes at her.
“What, I’m supposed to post something as well?”
“Yeah. Make it insta offish. Unless you’re ashamed of me.” He shrugs.
“Grow up.” She huffs and reaches for her own phone next to them on the bed. “I don’t even know what to post. I don’t wanna post something I’ve taken of you cos that’s just for me.” She protests.
“Post an old pic then.”
“Oh my god I know what I’m gonna post.” She exclaims and she begins typing and scrolling away at her phone to find the picture she wants to use.
“Show me,” he whines which turns into a giggle when she whips her phone around to show him the picture in question “that’s perfect.”
“And now we wait.” She sighs once she’s posted the photo and locked her phone.
“And now we ignore.” He corrects her, taking her phone out of her hands and throwing it onto the bed behind them.
Nora’s body slumps against his and he manoeuvres them so they’re lying down under the covers, placing them back into their little bubble of love away from prying eyes and jealous, bitter people.
Maybe they can make this work, she thinks as she lies deep within the comfort of Harry’s strong arms. No one can hurt her here.
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harrystyles My pretty valentine. Sorry not sorry @/zaynmalik @/niallofficial
lidia_rose So insane for this
norareynolds Je t’aime mon lapin
niallofficial Yehhhh tell em !
niallofficial Also that’s literally incest
norareynolds 😂😂😂😂 enit ????
zaynmalik Wow thanks for letting me know
harrystyles 3way fight?
norareynolds 4sum?
louist91 What the hell did I miss?
norareynolds Do u live under a rock check ur phone
louist91 😂😂😂😂 at least cats out the bag
real_liam_payne Just 2 kids in love
perrieedwards Look at her!!! @/norareynolds you can take my man
norareynolds I dunno about ur man but I’ll have you instead xxx
jonnyharvey93 Still don’t know how you managed this one H
gemmastyles Prettiest girl on earth
harrystyles Agreed.
annetwist Beautiful ❤️ love you both
mrbenwinston Ahhh I love this guys
edsheeran ❤️❤️❤️
nicholasgrimshaw Imagine the babies. Hottest couple ever
norareynolds Let’s not make it worse
taylorswift Congrats guys ❤️
norareynolds Love you Queen. Xx
andersongeorgia I love love ❤️
bethanywilliams Things we love to see!
summerbrown Love the way you love her H!
maisielewis94 Our girl ❤️ love you both
norryupdates NORRY CONFIRMED 😭😭😭😭😭😭
norryfan1 BEST DAY OF MY LIFE !!!!!!!!! And you said we were crazy for believing it
norafan1 He clearly loves her so much I hope they’re nice to her she doesn’t deserve what they’re saying about her
harrystyles I do.
norryhater She begged him to post this I bet 😂
norahater1 SHES A TRAMP GET AWAY FROM HER !!!
harryfan1 Harry please dump her u deserve so much better than her 😭 she’s a slag
harryfan2 They’re gonna break up when he realises he deserves better and then she’s gonna ruin One Direction for us 💔
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norareynolds Mood.
norareynolds In all seriousness pls use ur heads and realise that what they wrote in that article is completely untrue. I’ve never dated any of the other boys. No one is ‘against the union’. If they didn’t want us to be together or if it was gonna cause a strain in the band we wouldn’t have taken that step. The boys are happy for us, our families are happy, Harry is happy and so am I. I hope one day you can be happy for us too. I love you all and I’m sorry if you’re disappointed in me but I have to live my life the way I see fit - which I know you won’t always agree with. Pls be kind to me I’m only 20 years old I really don’t need you to threaten my life over this, it’s really not ever that deep. Go outside, get some fresh air and spend time with your loved ones, that’s much more important than the relationship status of 2 northern kids in a silly little band. ❤️
harrystyles Big mood.
gemmastyles Huge mood.
lidia_rose Ginormous mood.
real_liam_payne Hahahah yes Nor !!!
norareynolds love you Li xxx
louist91 Fuckin pricks
norareynolds Say it louder
niallofficial So, breakfast?
norareynolds We’re literally having mental breakdowns and you wanna talk about food?
niallofficial Well we can’t do this on empty stomachs
norareynolds See you in 5
zaynmalik 💔
norareynolds So sorry Z I know we were so in love but can u blame me
annetwist Love this Nor. Sending all my love ❤️
norareynolds Love you so much Annie wish you were here xxx
taylorswift Here for you ❤️
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nicholasgrimshaw 😂😂😂😂😂 oldie but goldie
andersongeorgia We love you ❤️
norareynolds I love you all ❤️
bethanywilliams TELL EM AGAIN
norareynolds 😂😂😂 hugging u
maisielewis94 Arseholes the lot of them!!!!!! We know the truth xxx
norareynolds Miss you sm
summerbrown Honestly send me names and addresses
norareynolds Stop it crazy girl 😂
norafan1 We got your back girl!!!! ❤️
norryupdates How can anyone hate on this girl??? Funniest sweetest girl ever thanks for making Harry so happy ❤️❤️❤️
norafan2 Bitches mad cos worlds hottest woman is dating worlds hottest man who they could never date anyway 😭
norahater1 FUCKING UGLY BITCH
harryfan1 STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM HIM YOU TRAMP
norahater2 WE WILL KILL YOU FOR GOING NEAR HIM
zarryfan1 Fuck you for what you did to Zayn!!!!!
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gemmastyles #tbt to grad with my real life princess angel sis ❤️ hence the crown I forced her to wear #sisterinlaw #loveher #leaveusalone
norareynolds Only girl I’d let put an awful tiara on my head
norareynolds Omg dying at the hashtags
norareynolds I love you Gem x
gemmastyles I would die for you.
norareynolds Piss off 😂
lidia_rose EVERYONE LISTEN THE QUEEN HAS SPOKEN #leaveusalone
gemmastyles Gotta take matters into our own hands
norryupdates Guys Gemma graduated in 2013 …….
norafan1 WHAT DOES THIS MEAN????
norryfan1 HAVE THEY BEEN TOGETHER FOR 2 YEARS????? 😭😭😭 how did we not know
norafan2 Honestly that makes it so much worse 😭 they were doing so well keeping it private and now look 💔
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annetwist All my babies together ❤️ greatest accomplishments
norareynolds Just a mother with the extra daughter she didn’t want
annetwist I always wanted you my love just hadn’t found you yet x
norareynolds I’m so fragile today and you’ve just murdered me 😭 love you mum
gemmastyles She’s the best Styles
norareynolds We’re not married pls don’t send me death threats 😭
norryupdates ANNE 😭😭😭😭😭😭
norafan1 They all love her so much I feel so bad for her
Part 6 - coming soon
