Harry looked up from his phone to see you staring intently at him. Pursing his lips together, Harry placed his phone on the table in front of him.
“I don’t think I have,” Harry replied with a shake of his head.
Harry continued, “I think I’ve come close to it. There were people I definitely felt a strong infatuation to and maybe overtime it could’ve developed into love. But…”
Harry sighed as he looked down at his lap, “I just haven’t found someone to fall for I suppose.” His eyes met yours again. “Have you?”
You slowly nodded your head as your eyes looked into his. Quietly you said, “I have.”
AHAHAHAHA. haven’t wrote something in a literal year and i came up with this trash! just something that came into my head! maybe i’ll turn into a one shot or maybe not but most likely not cause im the worst.
Okay so I believe your not gonna write another part to married :( but how do you think it would end?
oh goodness. i haven’t thought about the married series in such a long time!
we ended the last chapter with yn admitting she’s scared to be with harry. which is completely rational. he was her best friend, he made her feel beautiful, he was her home
she’s scared bc he went into marriage with kimberly so suddenly and so abruptly and ended the marriage suddenly and abruptly
how does yn know that he won’t change her mind about how he feels. she wants to believe he loves her. that’s all she ever wanted from harry but she can’t help but feel like this is just another stage of his life where he thinks he feels something but doesn’t truly feel it you know?
niall and emma tell yn that she can’t live her life in fear. they encourage her to put her feelings first rather than everyone else’s.
harry wasn’t letting you out of his life again. the pain was too much to endure for the both of you. so you guys were friends
and being just friends killed the both of you but it would have to do
finally harry’s divorce was finalized. that chapter of his life was closed.
eventually harry asked you on a date and the rest is history
harry never missed the birthday tradition
you were more confident in yourself and the relationship you guys had
and most importantly: harry fulfilled on the promise he made when he promised anne that someday he would marry you
im so emotional. rereading the married series wants me to start writing again 😭😭
When are you going to continue your series of harry marrying someone else? Don’t mean to rush you it’s just it’s so good and i just wanna know 💖
tbh with you i never wanted to make it a series :( i was originally going to write the first part but so many people kept requesting for more parts and now i just feel like the entire series is just so awful
I literally just read all of your story’s and I love them sooo much but I neeeed a second part of -the girl at he bakery -timing all wrong -online dating Please do at least the first one love your stuff
THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY BC I FIND MYSELF REREADING PPLS STUFF ALL THE TIME AND TO KNOW SOMEONES DOING THE SAME TO MY OWN WRITING? gosh im crying.
Hi! I’ve read a few of your works and your writing is incredible. I was wondering if there was any chance that you’d maybe read a couple pieces of mine and give me some feedback? I write stories similar to yours and am in need of any advice I can get. If not, I completely understand. Thank you so much x
hi love! im so sorry i’m getting to this so late but i would absolutely love to read something of yours! im completely unqualified for such a task but thank you so much for even considering asking for my advice!
“What a lot of you guys don’t know, I’m not even sure if Y/N knows this herself, but Harry met Y/N a total of three times before he finally introduced himself.” Niall spoke into the microphone, his other hand holding a glass of champagne.You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion as you looked up to Harry whose eyes were already looking down at you, a faint smile on his lips. He shrugged and looked back at Niall, taking a sip of his own glass full of champagne.
Niall continued, “The first time he saw her, she was standing in the pit of one of his shows. I know it sounds...Incredibly cliche but Harry saw her.” Niall smiled. “You know when you’re performing, most of the time you see a whole bunch of phones rather than faces. Somehow...Harry managed to find Y/N’s face. Somehow with all the people around her, with dim lights...Somehow he found Y/N.”
You felt Harry’s hand grab yours lightly. You looked over to him and smiled. He returned the smile before he brought your hand up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on it.
“Stupidly, Harry never made a move or anythin’.” Niall chuckled, earning an eye roll from Harry and a couple of laughs among the crowd. “He wanted to! I remember him calling me saying how gutted he was that when he realized he should’ve at least gotten her name somehow, Y/N was already gone. Some time passes and Harry is on his second tour and sure enough, he was in Y/N’s city once again. Y/N somehow won soundcheck tickets to his show. Now, for the older people that don’t know what that is, it’s when a certain amount of fans are allowed to see Harry getting ready for his show in terms of the sound. He plays...Maybe two songs? Y/N was once again standing in the crowd. Harry walked out and his eyes fell upon Y/N once again.”
“Surely, this was a sign right?” Niall asked the crowd. A couple of “Yes!’s were heard. Niall tipped his glass towards them before he continued, “Harry thought so too...But once again the idiot was slow and once the soundcheck ended, Y/N and the crowd of people found themselves out of the venue until the show started.”
Harry chuckled, shaking his head at his Irish friend. Even on his wedding day, he can count on Niall to somehow embarrass him amongst all his loved ones.
Niall laughed, hearing Louis shout amongst the crowd, “Get on with it!”
“Alright! Alright! Harry met Y/N again that same night. It was after the concert, Harry had some time before they had to move on to the next city so him, a couple people on his team, went to...You guessed it...Y/N’s favorite diner. Harry was sitting down as Y/N was leaving. Determined that the universe was throwing multiple signs to Harry that Y/N was somethin’ special, he ran. He fucking ran after her! And...Now we’re here.”
Niall raised his glass, earning the rest of the crowd to do the same. “Y/N, after all this time...Harry finally found you. Took him awhile but I’m so glad he did. I’ve never seen him so happy. I feel like he’s just always glowing with happiness. Thanks for waiting for him. Thank you for letting us all partake in your amazing day. Everyone, raise your glasses to Mr. and Mrs. Styles’.”
You tipped your glass towards Niall, mouthing a “Thank you”, your eyes glistening with tears. You clink your glass with Harry’s and took a sip. Harry placed his glass down and grabbed your chin gently, tilting your head up to him as he placed a kiss on your lips. You smiled in the kiss, placing your hand on his cheek. Harry pulled away, his lips brushing against yours, “Mrs. Styles, all this time and you are finally mine.”
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“What do you think she’ll look like?” You whispered, intertwining your hand with Harry’s. You felt his chest hum underneath you as he laid on the hospital bed with you. “I hope she gets her momma’s smile.”
You looked up at Harry and smiled. “I hope she gets her daddy’s eyes.”
“I hope she gets her momma’s laugh.”
“I hope she doesn’t get her daddy’s clumliness.”
“I hope she gets her- Hey!”
You let out a laugh as your nurse came in, smiling at the young couple, a clipboard in her hands. She placed the clipboard on the counter. “Mrs. Styles? Let’s see how much you dilated.”
Harry got off the bed as you sat up. The nurse took a look and stood back up. “Looks like we still got a little while to go! How you feeling?”
You placed your hands on your belly and smiled. “Just can’t wait to meet her.” You grabbed Harry’s hand as he smiled down at you.
The nurse smiled. “I’ll be back in a bit. Hopefully we can start pushing soon.” The nurse picked her clipboard back up and walked out, closing the door behind her.
Harry looked down at his phone that just dinged, signaling he received a text. He let out a chuckle, “Everyone can’t wait to meet her.” You pouted, looking down at your belly. “What’s the hold up, little one?”
Harry rubbed your belly tenderly. “Momma and Daddy can’t wait one second more.”
“Push Y/N!” Your doctor yelled. You screamed out in pain, clenching Harry’s right hand. Harry pushed your hair away from your sweaty face. “Come on, baby! You can do it!”
You yelled out in pain once more before squeezing Harry’s hand once more. “I see her! Just a couple more!”
You screamed out once more before you heard a cry. “Mr. and Mrs. Styles! You got a baby girl!”
You threw your head back on to the bed as you let out a cry, tears leaving your eyes. Harry’s eyes followed the doctor as she placed the newborn into Y/N’s arms. You let out a sob as you stared at the baby in front of you. “Harry! She’s so beautiful!”
Harry let out a couple of his own tears as he leaned down closer. “My sweet girl. You’re finally here.” He softly traced his finger along his baby’s face. “After all this time, you’re here.”
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“Now surely that can’t be my little Darcy!” Harry exaggerated, placing his hands on his hips as he looked down at the little girl jumping up and down in front of him.
“Grandpa! It’s me!” Darcy exclaimed. Harry knelt down carefully, using his cane for support. “No, no! My little Darcy can’t be growing up so quickly! My Darcy still had her two front teeth the last time she was here!”
Darcy chuckled, placing her hands on her own hips. “Grandpa! I told you my teeth were wiggly. Remember? They finally fell out!”
Harry chuckled, placing a kiss on top of his granddaughter’s head. “You’re so grown now. A little weed you are.”
“That she is!”
Harry looked up to see Emma and Michael walking up to him. Michael carefully helped Harry get back up. Harry smiled gratefully at his son in law. “How are you, Harry?”
Harry smiled at the family in front of him. “Better now that you guys are here.”
Emma stared out into the chair in front of her. Michael nudged his wife’s shoulder with his own, softly. “Penny for your thoughts?”
Emma snapped out of her daze and looked at her husband. She smiled softly before looking back at the chair. “Just miss my mom, that’s all.”
Darcy, who was sitting in front of her mother coloring on the coffee table, looked at her mother with a pout on her face. “Mommy, shh. Don’t make grandpa sad.”
Michael softly smiled at his little girl before glancing to the kitchen where Harry was gathering some cookies for the four of them. “It’s okay if your grandpa is sad. It’s hard losing a loved one.”
Darcy sighed before grabbing another color. “Talking about grandma makes me sad too.”
Harry placed a plate of cookies in front of Darcy before staring at your chair across the room, taking a seat next to Michael. “It’s almost her birthday soon.”
Michael placed a hand on his father in law’s shoulder. “We’ll definitely be here to celebrate it.” Darcy turned around and smiled at her grandpa. “Mommy and I are going to make grandma’s favorite! Strawberry shortcake!”
Harry smiled softly at his granddaughter, placing both hands on his cane. “You know. After all this time, I can’t bring myself to the thought that she’s actually gone.”
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“Emma, my darling girl. Don’t cry.”
Emma wiped her eyes before she walked closer to her father’s bed. Slowly, Harry grabbed her hand. “Your mother and I are so proud of you. Following your dreams, finding Michael, giving us Darcy.”
Emma closed her eyes, trying to stop her tears from falling while shaking her head. “Dad, please don’t talk like you’re leaving us.”
Harry glanced at his heart rate monitor beeping slowly. He gave a soft smile before looking back at his daughter. “I’m afraid my time is almost up.”
Emma let out a sob as she placed her head on Harry’s bed. Harry’s eyes, already filled with tears looked over to his left. “Michael?”
Michael sniffed before walking over to his father in law’s bed. “Yes, sir?” Harry softly smiled, grabbing Michael’s hand as well. “Take care of my girls?”
Michael choked back on his own tears. He quickly nodded. “Always. Always.”
Harry squinted his eyes, trying to adjust to the bright light around him.
“H?”
Harry gasped before he turned around. You smiled, your eyes glistening with tears. Harry let out a sob before he ran to you, picking you up, and spinning you around. “Y/N!”
You chuckled, your tears falling down. Harry put you down and grabbed your face before he placed a kiss of your lips. From the lack of air, the both of you pulled away. You leaned your forehead against his, your eyes closed. Softly you whispered, “All this time and we’re finally together again, my love.”
it’s been a minute, hasn’t it? you can find the rest of my writing here
let me know what you guys thought! i really liked the beginning and then...lol
who knows the imagine where harry is like an intern at the bakery yn works at and at first he’s a little mean but he makes her cupcakes and writes in icing will u go on a date with me asking for a friend
who knows the imagine where harry is like an intern at the bakery yn works at and at first he’s a little mean but he makes her cupcakes and writes in icing will u go on a date with me asking for a friend
“Was this you plan all along? Is this what you do?”
You let out a sniff as you stared at the wall to the right of you, trying to avoid looking at Harry pacing around his living room floor. You could feel tears prickling at the back of your eyes but you weren’t going to cry. You knew if Harry saw even one tear, he would instantly break down and you couldn’t have that. It was easier for him to hate you rather than love you.
“Do you string people along for over a year and just shove them off?” Harry continued, crossing his arms over his chest before letting out a sigh as he sat down on the couch beside you. He tried looking into your eyes to get the slightest idea of what was going on in your mind. “Please just talk to me. Did I rush it when I introduced you to my mum? Is this about me missing your uni graduation? Are you mad that I can’t go to your sister’s wedding? Whatever I did wrong, I swear to you that we can fix it.”
You closed your eyes as you let out a shaky sigh. Here you were coming up with some bullshit excuse on why whatever you had with Harry had to end and he still thought it was somehow his fault. You’re the one that’s weak. You’re the one that cant see that the man beside you loves you and is willing to give up the world for you. Why was is so hard for you to do the same?
im going CRAZY trying to find someone’s masterlist. she had a story where h got a part in a movie and it was about a one night stand and the reader, having a crush on him, was like aren’t you afraid that could taint your image? and then she had another story where h originally dated the reader bc he wanted to make a girl jealous but ended up falling for the reader. WHO WROTE THESE. IM GOING CRAZY
omg i have been looking for your series Married for MONTHS! i had honestly given up until i saw that ask on my dash... and shut up, it's SO GOOD. gonna read it again now
literally any writing i reread im just like why. why do ppl find this appealing, why am i such trash. BUT IF YOU ENJOY TRASH THEN GO AHEAD
