Una agenda que la empecé el 8 de mayo para escribir como me identificaba con los libros que me iba leyendo, porque había terminado con Mi amor (Ponyo) entonces quería distraerme para no irlo a buscar de igual se trata de el con el tiempo se convirtiera en un diario de como me hace sentir cada que pensaba en el, sabía algo de él o lo veía, quiero dejar esto acá porque hoy pienso escribir lo último porque lo voy a quemar o no se todavía, no me gustaría que alguien que me conoce llegue a leer esto y ver como no me valore, ni tengo amor propio, porque se que a la primera se hubieran ido
Puff como me siento, mal, horrible, estúpida, decepcionada de mi misma, no sé que pueda estar pasando por la cabeza de el, en que este pensando en que cosas está pensando, pero por la mía jmmn mil cosas, no sé que le pasa por la cabeza ,
summary In which Harry and his wife are up against each other.
warnings being nervous , harry and y/n being in the same category, really fluffy!!
just about 2k words
authors note this was so cute to write ugh kill me now. also def didn’t have a dream based on this lol. i was so excited to write for the grammys
Y/n L/n is a seven-time Grammy winner. She’s been in the industry for years now. Over the years she’s received 16 nominations. 7 out of those 16 she has won. She is up there with some of the greatest female artists in the industry. Forever humble and grateful, she was. Appreciates every award the academy has given her these past few years from the bottom of her heart. Y/n has a precious soul. It was hard not like her. She was an unproblematic, breathtaking, talented woman who put everyone before herself. Her music was for everyone. She wrote from her heart and said whatever was on her mind and out to the public it was. Everyone loved her and the way her words came out and hit them directly where it should made everyone immediately fall in love.
No, this Grammy’s was not her first rodeo, obviously. But she anxious and grateful her dress was sleeveless. Her hands held her husbands and toyed with his rings in anticipation as the nominations grew closer and closer. Tonight was different from the other shows. Tonight was scary. She was up against the love of her life. Harry. Both nominated for… Best Pop Solo Performance Song of the Year, Record of the Year, Album of the Year, Best Pop Vocal Album. It didn’t feel real on both halves. Beyoncé, Adele, Lizzo, it was scary. Harry was beyond grateful and wowed he scored so many nominations in the big categories. Anxious he was as he awaited the awards.
But here they were… As a breathtaking Jennifer Lopez took the stage and began fiddling with the card with the next Grammy winners name printed inside. Her hands shook as the card opened up for best pop vocal album. Her leg bounced up and down as the envelope had been opened. Her heart beats three times as fast when the woman smiles wildly at the card.
“O-oh!” Jennifer smiled as she read, “Harry Styles!”
Everybody rises to their feet and immediate cheers are adjoined. Y/n stands up and smiles hard as her husband’s head is in his hands in disbelief. Her heart beams with joy at the amount of cheers that are filling the stadium. She awaits her husband to stand as he has his seconds of thoughts and wraps her around his neck, his around her waist. “Congratulations, baby!” Pulling back to see his face and smashes her lips onto his for a quick peck. Holding his cheeks in her hands she says, “I’m so proud of you,” Harrys cheeks heat up as he gives her one more peck before he makes more hugs for everyone else and made his way to the stage with a smile that can kill and prepared to give his heartwarming speech, earning adorned heart eyes from his wife.
So- here they were again for best pop solo performance. Harry’s leg bounces up and down as Dwayne Johnson has arrived on stage with another red envelope. Y/n’s huffing in anticipation, nervous as hell. Dwayne fiddles with the envelope as he continues to talk. When the envelope opens. all it took was three words. “Going for 8!”
That’s when Harry’s eyes widen and he was already on the edge of his seat. Ready to clap for the love of his life. She won.
“Come up here best friend! Y/n L/n!” The loud instant cheers coming from the loved ones around her shook her body. Y/n’s stomach drops at the sound of her name for the first time tonight. The camera had hit her and had her in frame as she rose up from her seat. From her peripheral view, she believed Harry was the first one to shoot up and began clapping. Her song played on the speaks of the stadium. She looks up at him and immediately stands up pulling him into a tight embrace. His arms around her waist, rocking her side by side as he felt her body against his. His embrace tight but it wasn’t the hold that made her breath hitch. It was the heartwarming, comforting words that left his mouth. Congratulations. So so proud of you, the words that left her lovers mouth before their lips met.
Y/n nervously slides her around from around Harry turned to her side who she saw her beloved friend, Lizzo awaiting her with open arms in celebration of her win. Hugging her tight saying You did it, you did it, in her ear before disconnecting and letting Y/n walk up the stage. Harry used his fingers to give her a sharp whistle as she accepted her award. She gently grabbed the award from Dwayne’s hand giving the big guy a hug and thank you for presenting her and immediately felt her body shake with adrenaline. Stepping up to the mic she watched as all the hands came together for her. “Oh my god, um, wow-” She holds the gold tint in her hand nervously looking down at it as the crowd dialed down. “Holy shit um this is crazy.” She looks up from the award and up to the thousands of people at their feet. Even though she’s done this 7 times in the past it gets even more intimidating the more times you do it. “I wanna thank the academy for this award. It is truly an honor. Truly,” She let’s put a breathy laugh. “This is crazy. I love and adore everyone single person in this category, I- You guys are really amazing. You all inspire me in different ways and I love every single one you guys.” She swallows looking down nervously as all the heads attention gets overwhelming before looking back up.
Everyone in crowd from Beyoncé to Lizzo to Taylor Swift clapped for the girl as she gave props to everyone in her category. “I- I wanna thank my team, Abby, John, and Chris, Chris Welch, Jake, Kristin for like everything,” She laughed softly before adding, “I don’t know if I could’ve done it without any of you guys so thank you, thank you, thank you. And Harry,” His eyes gleamed brighter at the sound of his name. He peered up at his love as the cameras turned to him, hands crossed, a huge smile spread across his face at the beauty in front of him. Holding back his tears for his wife, Harry watches as she continued, “You’ve been my number one supporter since day one. Really. I love you so much. Thank you for supporting me through it all,” Harry mouths an I love you, his love is seen with all the love and admiration in his eyes. “Thank you guys so much, seriously, thank you so much.” The crowd cheers again as Y/n backs a foot away from the mic. Her husband stands clapping as he claps passionately for him wife.
Record of the year.
Harry, Beyoncé, Doja Cat, Steve Lacy, etc… all had amazing hits. Y/n had her doubts. Her thigh trembled as the anticipation was killing her. But when she heard her name be announced as the winner her jaw fell.
Harry’s eyes widen as he cheers loudly for his wife who is right beside him. Her head is held down in disbelief when the words, “This is Y/n’s L/n 9th Grammy!” We’re spoken and the cheers grew louder. Y/n stands up, her smile hidden because her head is down but really she was trying to hide the tears.
Harry pulls her into a loving hug, the camera getting them in frame. She tucks her head in his white fabric jacket. “Go accept your award baby,” Harry let her go but still held her hand she let go.
Y/n stepped on the stand again her heart racing. “This is insane, what the hell, man? Oh my gosh,” Y/n’s hand shook with the award in her palms. “Thank- Thank you to the academy, really. I am so incredibly grateful for this,” She promised them. “This is really really amazing thank you so much. I really don’t know what to say,” She laughed nervously, her eyes meeting Harry’s whose eyes are glossy and filled with nothing but love. “Oh my god this is so crazy,” Everyone shares a little laugh at her sweetness and denial that she won. Everyone in front of her right now watched and adored her she took her time as they appreciated the sweet girl so much. “Thank you to the academy, my team, i love you guys really. Thank you guys so much! I will forever remember this moment, thank you, thank you,” She blows a kiss to the crowd as she is lead off the stage.
Album of the year.
All of the fans lined up ready for their grammy nominee to be called. Trevor Noah stood on that stage staring at an open envelope. “I’d let you read this one,” He said to a older lady on the far end.
He won.
He won.
He won.
Y/n’s head flicks to Harry before the woman says, “H-Harry Styles!”
Y/n’s eyes swell with tears of joy. She cheers as loud as she can for her man and claps as she watches his head fall straight into his hands, the emotions flowing through him intensely. Just like Harry, Y/n’s the first person to rise and began cheering for her husband. A tear falls onto her cheek as Harry takes his moment with his head down, before rising and pulls his wife in first, tucking his face in her neck. Like the previous hugs, he’s rocking her side to side. Feeling very overwhelmed and emotional soon as he hit her touch. His embrace strong as he’s in complete disbelief. “I’m so so so proud of you, Harry. My God, you deserve this so much.” He nods in her shoulder as her hands meet the back of his head. She bounces in her heels in joy pressing a kiss to his temple. She could tell her was about to her emotional, looking him in the glassy eyes her eyes grew a size. He deserved this. “You deserve this.” The cheers grow louder over the sweet interaction and Y/n presses a kiss to the side of his mouth as Harry moved on to pull Kid Harpoon in.
Turning her head, Y/n sees Lizzo recording and screaming for Harry like his biggest fan. “He did it, girl!” And Y/n nods unable to form words as she’s just in full proud shock.
Y/n watches emotionally as Harry steps onto the stage. As Harry gives his speech, Y/n’s eyes flood with tears the more he spoke. Wiping her tears, she catches Harry’s eye as he mentions her. “Y/n you’re always believing me, sweetheart. Harry’s House would be nothing without you, baby. I love you,” The camera flicks to Y/n who’s eyes are watering like crazy. Her hands folded under her chin as she watches her husband in admiration.
C, cree que somos hombres, nos trata como una más de sus trabajadores, que porque a él le tocó duro no tiene que ser igual, o sea si estamos trabajando con el nos debería de tirar más suave, pero no a el no le importa, pero si fuera la otra ahí si no, ya estoy cansada, parece que no le importamos, que le diera igual lo que nos pase, ah pero si fuera que uno dijera algo de esa otra ahí si le dice cosas a uno.
A ella le da todo, entonces porque estoy trabajando con el, ya no nos da nada, si fuera mi otro papá no fuera así, es que lo odio tantoo
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