Harry And BL

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Not That Bad

Inspired by Harry and the dreadful, nagging, painful desire to cuddle him. And by this. Not proofread, not deep, just cuddly. x.

“Harry,” you wheeze breathlessly from under his arm. “Ouch!”

“Quit movin’, m’tryin’ to get t’sleep!”

“You’re crushing me, you dolt!”

“M’not!” Harry squawks indignantly but you feel a grin against your shoulder.

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Series Description: 

- The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

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- It is an OC version, with the girl name Lori. And that name will have it’s (little) part later.

Chapters:

Chapter 1 (04/06, Tuesday 12:00 am, GMT+6) 

- the one where Jake has a news for them

Chapter 2 (07/06, Friday 12:00 am, GMT +6)

- the one where Y/N meets Harry for the first time and she feels sick

Chapter 3 (11/06, Tuesday 12:00 pm, GMT +6)

- the one where Y/N has a dream, but it isn’t like her usual dream

Chapter 4 (14/06, Friday 12:00 am, GMT +6)

- the one where, Y/N starts to really like someone

Chapter 5 (18/06, Tuesday 12:00 am, GMT +6)

- the one where Y/N says some harsh words to Harry

Chapter 6 (21/06, Friday 12:00 am, GMT +6)

- the one where Harry is cold towards Y/N

Chapter 7 (25/06, Tuesday 12:00 am, GMT +6)

- the one where someone asks Lori out and it isn’t Harry 

Chapter 8 (28/06, Friday 12:00 pm, GMT +6)

-the one where Y/N goes on a date after years

Chapter 9  (03/07, Wednesday 12:00 am, GMT +6)

- the one where Iccy’s missing

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Chapter Eight | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: Y/N goes on a date after years.

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      Y/N hadn’t felt this helpless in a while.

     She drummed her fingers against her cheek as she sat on her desk. Her elbow propped on her knees and her chin resting on her palm. And in front of her laid hundreds of clothing articles.

      But, she didn’t know if she felt helpless because of the mess she had made or because she couldn’t find even one simple piece of clothing that could go for a casual dinner date or maybe it was because Clair just told her Harry was going to stay few more days.

      And after sitting there for half an hour she decided it was the later one. After all she couldn’t even bring herself to think about the clothes when her mind was thinking just how she’d be able to survive ‘few more days’ with him under the same roof.

     These past ten days were scary enough.

     If Y/N was honest she was unintentionally counting down the days and that day she even did a little happy dance when she realized Harry was going to stay for four more days only. And now he was going to stay for 'few more days' after those four days.

      Y/N did ask Clair what she meant by 'few more days’, but she didn’t seem to know that either.

      So, now instead of thinking about her casual dinner date or her date coming over, she just thought about the boy in the room across her.

      Y/N sighed. She had stopped drumming her fingers against her cheek by then and her gaze had shifted to the floor. She just realized she was glaring at his room through the wall of her own room. And now as she caught herself doing that, she felt quite childish.

     There was no point of glaring at a wall, that wouldn’t make him go away. Y/N thought as she hopped off her desk.

      Y/N circled her neck a little before returning her attention to the pile of clothes. She really needed something to wear, Tom was supposed to come over in an hour.

      Y/N slowly made her way to her bed, trying not to step on any of her clothing item when her eyes landed on a white shirt. And, she almost made her mind up to wear that, almost. But then she realized she did wear that literally on a regular basis to her college. There was no way she could wear that to a date, even though it was casual. She quickly threw it away as she crouched down to go through the clothes on her bed. That was the time Clair came to her room again. And Y/N was truly thankful that she didn’t come to drop yet another bomb, maybe telling her those 'few more days’ actually meant 'few more moths’. She really would have lost her shits if that was case.

     "God, what you’ve done to the room,“ Clair laughed. "Reminds me of the time when you were just a teenager and was going on your first date.”

      “Did you just indirectly said I’m acting like a teenager?” Y/N asked as she returned to searching herself some clothes.

      “No,” Clair said as her eyes scanned around the room. “Just good to see you’re finally starting to date again- ooh how about this one!”

     Clair picked up a tank top from the floor.

     "And this!“ this time Clair picked a pair of Y/N’s ripped jeans before her eyes drifted to the jacket laying just next to Iccy’s little bed. "And that one.”

     Clair walked passed Y/N to pick the jacket up.

     "What do you think?“

     Y/N just shrugged and took the clothes from Clair’s hand, knowing very well that she would’ve more or less chosen the same outfit but she definitely would’ve taken another hour.

     "Thank you,” she told Clair before heading to the closet.

      It didn’t take Y/N much time to get ready. In fact she was mindlessly scrolling through the internet, reading facts about ancient Egypt when she had gotten a text from Tom notifying her that he was outside. However, Y/N didn’t reply to the text rather she shoved her phone in her bag, checked herself in the mirror one last time before sprinting downstairs.

     "He’s here?“ Jake asked just the second he eyes fell on her.

     "Yap,” she said not glancing back at them, knowing very well Harry was with them too. And Y/N really didn’t want to ruin her mood before her date even started. So, she just said, “I’ll see you guys soon, bye!” before heading out.

     Still she managed to hear a little 'have fun, sweetie’ from Clair and a 'be safe’ from Jake just before shutting the door.

     However, Y/N really didn’t pay them much attention rather her eyes were trained at the guy standing at a little distant. Tom was leaning against his mini truck as his arms were crossed over his chest. But, when he saw Y/N, he immediately pushed himself off of his truck and unwrapped his arms in the process and of course his face held his signature grin.

     "That’s your baby?“ Y/N smiled as she pointed at the baby blue truck. Tom had mentioned how he had done extra shifts at the local café back when he was fifteen just in hope of buying his dream car – or truck for that matter. And finally after two years and with his parents help he bought it. And since then it was his baby.

     "That’s my baby,” he confirmed.

     Y/N was about to say she really liked it but Tom spoke before she could even start.

     "And that’s your baby?“ he said. Y/N was confused but as she followed Tom’s gaze she realized who he was talking about. Iccy was running towards them, while letting out some small barks.

     "What are you doing here?” Y/N asked the little puppy as it sat just few inches away from the foot path, after all she wasn’t yet allowed to cross that alone. Of course Y/N didn’t get any actual answer rather got few more barks from her.

      However, Tom decided to speak as he crouched down. “She’s so cute,” he slowly scratched Iccy’s head and then her neck, which Iccy happily accepted. She was good with stranger.

     "She is,“ Y/N chuckled at the sight of them. "Let me take a picture.”

     Y/N quickly took out her phone as Tom decided to scoot a little closure to the puppy.

     "Cheese,“ Y/N laughed as she quickly took a picture of them. She looked at the picture for a second before shoving her phone away again.

     "Okay, now Iccy go inside. You are not allowed here, remember?” Y/N told her, but she didn’t move. However, she did shift her gaze at Y/N again. “Go!”

      This time, against Iccy’s will she slowly went back to the direction she came from and eventually disappeared through the dog flap.

      Tom stood up. “Should we go now?” he smiled at Y/N.

     "We should.“

     Throughout the ride, music was playing through the radio and they were talking like any other day. However the ride was hardly ten minutes because soon Tom pulled in front of a little hippie looking place.

     "It’s a pretty nice place,” Y/N said as they entered the diner.

     "Yeah, they have good food too.“

     Y/N nodded as Tom guided her to a booth just next to the window. "You come her often?” Y/N asked as she took her sit while Tom slid on the empty sit next to her.

     Y/N wasn’t expecting that, but she wasn’t complaining either. Sitting next to each other was much better than sitting across each other.

     "I mean like thirty times a month, I bring all of my dates here,“ he said before his eyes went wide. "Oops, shouldn’t have told you that.”

      Y/N laughed, making Tom let out a chuckle too.

     "Seriously though.“

     "Once in a while,” Tom paused. “They have really good pasta, so when I’m in the mood I just come here for a take away.”

     Y/N nodded as she saw the cars zoom past the streets through the window. She could even see the back of their college a little far away. “I have never noticed this place before.”

     Y/N took that road almost every other day. Em’s dorm was only few blocks away. And after they had gotten into Newcastle University, Em and Y/N literally tried out every restaurant and cafes around them just to see who had good food, but that time they didn’t even see this one here.

      “Yeah pretty small compared to others, but its pretty hippie, isn’t it?”

      “It is.”

     The floor was wooden where the wall and the ceiling were colored. One side of the room had a huge abstract art while another wall was covered with a floor to ceiling book shelf, covered with vinyl records and books. And the whole place was dimly lit with fairy lights covering the whole ceiling.

     "What can I get for you?“ a waiter stood next to table.

     Tom told him they hadn’t decided yet, but after that they did get busy with the menu.

      "Are you kidding me? That is so cool!” Y/N exclaimed as they slowly strolled out of the diner.

      They were just talking about their bucket lists in life when Y/N bought up that she really wanted to go sky diving but was too scared to do that. And through that she found out Tom had already done that.

       "Well, yeah I guess. But, I wasn’t. I thought I was going to die. I was seconds away from pissing my pants,“ he said making Y/N chuckle. Tom took two quick steps forward and quickly opened his truck door for Y/N.

      "Well, thank you,” Y/N smiled. “Aren’t you just a gentle man,” she teased as she climbed in carefully.

      “Of course, I am,” he slammed the door shut after her. “After talking about pissing my pants on my first date, of course I’m a gentleman.”

      Y/N just laughed at that. Tom quickly walked around the car and got in the car himself too.

     "So, are we just going to head home now?“ Y/N asked.

      If Y/N was honest, she really didn’t want this night to end. She was having so much fun.

      And maybe Tom did too, because the glint in his dark orbs completely gave away the fact he didn’t want the night to end either.

      "Will it bother if your hair gets a little messed up and we reach home thirty minutes late,” Tom paused as he realized how that must have sound. “And no, I’m not talking about sex, swear to God.”

      Y/N laughed. She knew he wasn’t. But still a voice in the back of her head did remind her him, after all she did put her trust on him real quick. However, she pushed the thought away as soon as it came.

     She didn’t completely trust Tom, but at the same time she thought she knew him enough to know he wasn’t lying.

     "I guess not-“

     And before she knew, Tom turned the radio on and speeded forward instead of doing a u-turn. 

     "Where are we going?” Y/N said over the music blaring through the radio and the intensity of air coming through the rolled down window.

      “Long drive.”

      That’s all he said before making a turn and soon they were on the A37 high way driving past the trees and street lights. And soon Tom slowed his speed down a little too.

      “I like to do this often,” he said. “It’s calming.”

      It was. But, Y/N said nothing. She slowly rested her elbow on the window and poked her head just a little bit out. The air was soothing and fresh, and the soft music coming from the radio just made everything a little better.

      “You like it?” Tom’s accented voice rang through the air, making Y/N even calmer than before.

      Y/N hummed.

     She slowly returned her gaze at Tom, a smile playing on her lips. But, she said nothing.

     "What?“ Tom laughed, seeing the look she was giving him.

     "You know you’re cute?” Y/N said. It felt weird really. She felt as if she was drunk, because there was no way in the world she could’ve said that directly on his face, on their first date. But, she did and she wasn’t at all drunk. After all she only drank water and a little bit of Mountain Dew that Tom insisted her to have because she had never tried it before. She just never found the color appealing but after drinking it that day, she did like the drink.

     However, telling him that, just felt right. She did think he was cute and that time just felt right.

     Tom chuckled. “You too,” he paused as he bit his lower lips. “I don’t think I told you this but you’re beautiful, you know that?”

     Y/N felt her cheeks heating up and this time she was the one who was biting her lips. To quickly gave her glance to see her reaction but she quickly looked away.

     She felt shy like the very first time they had met.

     "You’re just saying that,“ she said, her face fixed on the road outside.

     "I’m not, Y/N,” Tom said firmly, but Y/N didn’t reply at all, she just poked her head out again and kept her eyes fixed on the road.

       And finally around ten they reached Y/N’s house. They reached her house once before but Y/N didn’t want the long drive to be this short, so Tom just did another circle but this time he had decided to go a little further down the high way, making the drive a little longer. And if Y/N was honest she still didn’t want the night to end.

     "I believe, this is our stop,“ Tom said. "Or do you wanna go on another round?”

      “No, I think I should head in now,” she gave him a smile before climbing out of the car. And honestly Y/N thought they’d just bit each other good bye and Tom would be on his way. But, that didn’t happen. Because just after Y/N got out of the truck Tom did too and with two long strides he was standing only few steps away from Y/N.

     "So, can I have the honor of taking you out again?“ he asked as he stuffed his hand in his pockets.

     Y/N laughed. "Yes, you can.”

     And then, it was as if the air around them completely changed. It was silent for a minute or so and Tom had that look again as if he was battling something in his mind. And just when Y/N thought of breaking the silence by thinking him for the night, Tom took a step closure. And then another. And before Y/N knew his face was inches away from Tom. However, Y/N didn’t back away, rather stood rooted to her spot as she looked up at his face.

     "Can I kiss you?“ He asked, his voice just over a whisper. But, there was no way Y/N could’ve missed it, after all he was just an inch away from her. And without thinking twice Y/N closed the distance between them.

     Y/N’s hands immediately made its way to the back of his neck, trying to grab on to his short hair. Tom on the other hand, snaked one of his arms around her waist pulling her even closer while the other one hand was firmly holding her jaw.

     Y/N leaned her head to the side to get a better access to his lips and get even closer to him if it was possible.

     She couldn’t remember the last time she had kissed anyone, but again she didn’t want to remember that at all. All she cared about at the moment was Tom and the warm feeling in her chest and the butterflies in her stomach.

     She smiled into the kiss as she felt Tom’s tongue lick her bottom lip and Y/N immediately accepted it, deepening the kiss even more.

     Y/N didn’t know how long they were like that but when they broke the kiss, Y/N was sure she wanted more of that.

      "I will see you soon,” Tom tapped on the tip of her nose, his breathing still heavy from the kiss.

     Y/N on the other hand just grinned at him. “Okay,” she said.

     Tom gave a final peck on her lips before completely letting go of her. “Bye,” he said.

     "Bye,“ Y/N replied as she saw Tom get into the truck. He gave her one last wave before finally speeding off.

      Y/N wasn’t in a rush at all though. She just looked at the disappearing silhouette of the truck as she thought about the kiss.

     She unconsciously touched her lips before shaking her head.

     She shouldn’t fall for someone this fast.

     But, she was too happy to actually abide by that. And maybe that was the reason why she didn’t realize that most of the lights inside their house was still lighted and maybe that was the reason why she didn’t hear the faint noises coming from inside.

      And even though she had smile on her face and skip in her step all the way up to the front door, they surely did disappear once she got inside.

     The mood inside the house was nothing like how Y/N was feeling. It was tense and panicked. And Y/N didn’t why. Maybe it was because it looked as if Clair was near to tears or maybe it was because even Harry wore the distressed look on his face along with Jake. But, whatever the reason was, Y/N knew something was wrong.

      "What’s going on?” she asked.

     But no one replied.

     "What’s going on guys?“ she asked again but this time her voice was a little Y/N/Nder.

      And then finally Clair replied in a broken voice.

    "Iccy,” she paused. “We can’t find her anywhere.”

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Chapter Seven | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where someone asks Y/N out and it isn’t Harry

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     The next few days, for Y/N were like any other days. She woke up in the morning, went on her run with Iccy, saw Harry – ignored him, went to her college, hung out with Em and Tom, spent hours at the college library, came back home with Tom, saw Harry – ignored him some more, read books some more and then went back to sleep. People might think it was boring and mundane but Y/N didn’t really care. She loved to live in a routine. With it she always knew when things were going to happen, which things were going to happen and how she’d do them. They were scheduled and planned out and somehow that put her at a mental ease.

      And as per her routine, she was now going to Beany’s. However unlike the past couple of days, this time Em actually accompanied her. Usually Em left her, if she mentioned she was going to meet Tom. But surprisingly that day she hadn’t seen Tom at all, so when Em asked her if she was going to meet Tom ‘ah-gain’ she had let out an exaggerated sigh then, Y/N said ‘no’. And that somehow made Em smile broadly at her. After that, they just decided to hang out at the Beany’s like the ‘old times’, because lately they hadn’t been doing that a lot.

      “What did you want to talk about?” Y/N/N asked as they sat down on their usual booth.

      “Geez,” Emelia let out. “Now you can’t even spare 5 minutes to have a coffee with me?” she said with a mocked hurt expression.

       Y/N scoffed. “Just tell me, I’m dying to know.”

      She was actually dying to know what Em wanted to tell her. During their break time when Em asked her if she was free after class, Em had broken the news that she had to say something important and that Y/N would love to know about. And just by the look on her face, Y/N definitely knew something was up with her best friend and that she had to know. Y/N had asked her a few times to tell her what it was but Emelia just brushed it off and said she’ll tell her when they reach the coffee shop, but that didn’t stop Em from reminding Y/N that she had big news to give her. Starting from meeting in the hallways and all the way up to the coffee shop, Emelia reminded her that she had a huge news. But when Y/N said what it was she said-

      “I need to sit down when I tell you.”

     And now as they were seated, Y/N just wanted to know what it was.

     “C’mon, tell me!” Y/N let out a whine.

     “Okay fine,” Em paused, her smile hadn’t left her face and her eyes were fixed at Y/N’s. “I asked Valerie out.”

      Y/N didn’t say anything for a while, but then she let out a sigh.

      “Finally!” she said. There was pause but then Y/N bombarded Em with questions after questions. “When did this happen? How did this happen? Where did you guys go? Did you go out, yet? I need details!”

      And Em definitely gave her details. Starting from what Valerie was wearing to how the conversation started, how she reacted and of course their kiss. Em was almost giving Y/N an explicit, detailed description of their first time having sex - which was the very night, Em asked her out but Y/N really didn’t have to know how Valerie tasted or how she was in bed, so she decided to stop Em.

      But at the end it turned out Valerie had liked her, from the very beginning too. However, this one time, during Em’s first year, Em had said something like, ‘you’re just like my sister’- for which Y/N had to listen to Em’s two hours rant of how embarrassed she was and how she ruined her chance with Valerie. And even though Y/N said, that it didn’t ruin anything, Emelia was really upset about it. And now they both found out, it hadn’t actually ruined anything but definitely postponed things from happening. Because, apparently Valerie wanted to ask Em out too, but after that comment she backed off thinking Em liked her as a sister, and it’d be weird to even ask her out. So, that resulted in 2 years delay, but Y/N was happy that at least they were together now.

       “And you know what is the best part of having your gf as your room mate?” she asked, a mischievous glint fixed on her face.

       “Having sex?” Y/N guessed earning a quick nod from her before she let out a Y/N/Nd sigh.

       “It’s like heaven. No sneaking out or anything like that,“ she commented. “And you know she’s amazing with her tongu-“

     “Okay, I don’t wanna know!” Y/N quickly said.

      This made Em chuckle, but she slowly rested her head on the couch as she looked up, smiling happily.

      It was a comfortable silence for a minute or so. Em was looking up at the ceiling, probably thinking of her new girlfriend and Y/N on the other hand was just swirled her straw around.

      “Now you tell me, what’s going on with you and Tom,” Em said. “or maybe even Harry,” she winked at her.

       Y/N rolled her eyes. “We’re acting like a bunch of 16 years old,” she commented.

      “Maybe, I don’t care. Tell me,” she leaned forward on her table.

       Y/N sighed. “Well, Tom is cute but, well I don’t know.”

       She wanted to add that she didn’t even know if he liked her like that, but decided to not say anything.

       “What about Harry?” Em quickly asked her.

        Well, she hated him, Y/N wanted to say but instead she rolled her eyes and said, “you can’t be serious.”

      “But, I am!” she said. “Tell me what’s happening between you guys. That day there were some tension between you two,” she winked at her. Y/N did nothing she just looked at her as if trying to say – ‘are you serious right now’ again. And without Em saying anything this time, Y/N knew she was serious.

       “Nothing’s happening,” apart from the fact that we two pretend the other one doesn’t exist. And that I said directly on his face that I don’t like him.

        Emelia pestered her some more about Harry and Tom, but Y/N brushed them off and soon Emelia got bored too and moved on to the latest gossip of the college. And that is how, without even attending a single college party or interacting with much people, Y/N knew all about the dramas that were going on.

      And around 6 they both decided it was time to head out. And just like all the other time Y/N was walking Em to her dorm and just when she was about to turn and start for her own house, someone called her name.

       Y/N didn’t have to turn around to know, whose voice it was.

       “Tom,” she spoke. And apparently Tom’s voice made Em turn around too and from the inside of the building she was giving Y/N a thumbs up with the most stupid expression on his face. Y/N decided to ignore her and fixed her eyes on Tom again.

        “What are you doing here?” his voice was heavy with accent, it felt as if he had just woken up.

      “Nothing, was just dropping Em off.” Tom nodded.

      “Heading home now?” he asked and Y/N nodded.

      “Okay then, I’ll give you some company.”

       And just like all the other times, despite her protests Tom was walking her home. But, this time Y/N hadn’t protested much, after all this had become a routine for them.

        “I honestly don’t understand the whole Menes thing,” Tom confessed.

      “Me either. Is he real or just made up.”

      “I honestly don’t know. But Nadar, Hor-Aha and Menes does have some similar qualities”

      “Yeah, but I kinda want him to be real. I like that guy,” Y/N stopped just in front of her house as she turned to look up at him.

      Tom chuckled. ‘Yeah, but if you think about it, it doesn’t really matter. They existed like thousands of years ago, maybe didn’t even exist. Probably people and the government made in order to take over the world!”

      Y/N laughed at that, making Tom’s straight face break into a huge grin. “Yeah probably. It’s a part of their plan to take control of all of us,” Y/N played along as Tom laughed.

      “Anyways, I should head inside,” she told him. “Thanks again, for walking me. And as always you didn’t have to.”

     “Bullshit,” Tom quickly said but he paused after that. His eyes were trained at Y/N as he again had that look in his face, as if he was having a battle in his mind, trying to decide on something, in a matter of seconds.

      “Tom, you okay?” Y/N asked uncertainly.

      Tom took a second to reply. “Yeah, yeah,” he said. “I should be heading back too.” He turned on his heels. Thinking that he was leaving, Y/N was about to say ‘good night’ but Tom cut her to that. He quickly turned around, taking Y/N a little off guard as he spoke hastily.

      “What are you doing tomorrow night?”

       “Uh nothing, I believe, why?” she said.

       Tom scratched the back of his head. “Well, I was wondering if you could come with me to this diner I know - near our college. Uh-‘

      He paused and before Y/N could stop herself she asked, “Like a date?”

       “Yeah like a date, but it’s totally fine if you don’t want to. We can go as fr-“

       “I’d love to go on a date with you,” Y/N cut him of as she shot him a huge smile, earning one back.

       “Okay then, I’ll pick you up at 6:30?”

       “Okay.”

      And when Y/N thought Tom was leaving, he leaned down and placed a small kiss on her cheek. If she was honest she did want more but at the same time she didn’t, she wanted things to go slowly. After all, after last time, she knew how badly things could end up if she moved way too fast. She wanted to take her time to know him and be sure he wasn’t anything like him. Even though Tom never really made her feel like the way he had, it was always good to be cautious.

       And usually when she thought about him, without realizing a grimace would always fall over her face and she’d feel somewhat a little sick in her stomach. But this time, she was smiling like a little child on a Christmas morning.

      Y/N slowly walked inside the house, still smiling like an idiot, in Y/N’s opinion. But she could care less. She shut the door once she entered the house and slowly and leaned her back against the door.

      Clair on the other hand was watching TV while scribbling something on her notebook, but the sound of the door opening and closing made her look at the direction.

       “Welcome back hun - what’s up?” she asked curiously at Y/N’s smiling face.

       Y/N didn’t say anything but slowly made her way to her aunt as she more or less whispered, “I have a date tomorrow.”

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Chapter 6 | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Harry is cold towards Y/N

Two Weeks Masterlist     Y/N slumped down on the college library chair as she hid her face in her hands, letting out a Y/N/Nd sigh in the process. Her Y/N/Nd movement did gain her some judging glances but Y/N was too tired to pay any attention.

     She was having one of her worst days.

     Y/N had woken up from one of her worst dreams that morning, however that wasn’t really the worst part. Usually, when Y/N had an exceptionally bad dream, she’d just stay on her bed for a minute or so and then she was fine. But, that day it wasn’t the case. After she had woken, her sudden movement woke Emelia up, and from that very second she was more or less nagging at her to tell her what was wrong.

     Emelia knew about the dreams that Y/N used to have. And just like Clair and Jake, she thought Y/N used to have them, not still have them. But waking up like that in front of Em, did make her suspicious. Y/N did brush it off saying, she just dreamt of getting eaten by a dragon, but Emelia really didn’t look convinced. Nonetheless, she let it go. After that she had her breakfast - met Harry, but nothing was too bad. He ignored her just like she wanted him too, but still there was little stinging feeling in her stomach that she deliberately decided to ignore. And it was as if the whole universe was against her because on her way to her college she managed to trip on her own shoe lace and fell on her fours. And to top it all off, she had the worst headache ever. It was so bad, she felt as if she was going to throw up. Usually, Y/N didn’t like to take medicines for headaches and stuffs because she knew or she feared that at one point she’d start to rely on them so much that she wouldn’t be able to live her life without them. Afterall, she had been there once. But, that day she was feeling so bad that she decided to take a pain killer. However, that really didn’t do anything for the headache, and to Y/N it felt as if the pill made it even worse.

     But, now as she sat in the library - her favorite place on earth to spend time and think about stuffs - instead of thinking about any of those things, she thought about the boy who she was quite mean to the previous day.

     The night before - after Harry had come, of course the only think she wanted to do was go upstairs and if possible never see him again - at least for the night. But, that day she couldn’t quite do that. Emelia was there and she just wanted to get introduced to him. And even though Clair did all the introducing, it felt weird to just leave like that. So, she had to stay half an hour more in his presence before she thought it was appropriate to say that she had some assignment to do and that she should head upstairs, without giving away that she just wanted to get away from him. However, Em stayed downstairs and joined Y/N about an hour later. And the reason Y/N was thinking about it or him, at all was because of how he was acting.

     Of course Y/N wanted him to leave her completely alone and not talk to her at all. And from last night he had been doing just that. The half an hour that Y/N spent with him downstairs, he didn’t even look at her much less greet her. And that morning was like that too. Instead of greeting her with a ‘good morning’ like he was doing from the past five days, Harry just pretended she didn’t exist. And it was fine really, after all that was what she was asking from him from the very beginning. But, that still left a bad taste in her mouth.

     Y/N huffed to herself.

     She shouldn’t be thinking about him at all.

     So, to take her mind off of things, she decided to take out Percy Jackson and the Sea of Monsters from her bag. The previous night just like she had thought she had finished reading The Rise and Fall of Ancient Egypt and even though she had The Oxford History of Ancient Egypt lined up after that, that very day she wasn’t just feeling like reading a book with literal no emotions in it. So, she decided to read Percy Jackson, in order to make her mood a little better. This was a thing that she had always done to make herself feel better, afterall Rick Riordan’s writing was hilarious, of course in a good way and it always managed to make her feel good. However that day, it wasn’t working either. Yet, she sat there trying to read it and somehow make herself even smile.

     “What are you reading?” a sudden voice made Y/N snap out of her own little world and look up. And just like she expected it was Tom. But, instead of feeling delighted to see him, she felt quite the opposite. But she faked a smile none the less. However, Tom wasn’t fooled at all. He frowned down at her clearly realizing that was a fake smile and Y/N did look really exhausted.

     “Hey everything okay?” he asked as he slid on the chair next to her. Y/N nodded but Tom wasn’t convinced still but he didn’t say anything either and Y/N was thankful for that, she really didn’t need someone else to nag at her, she already had enough of that for one day.

     “So, what are you reading?” he asked again.

     “Percy Jackson,” she showed him the cover earning a hum from him.

     “If I’m honest, I never thought you’d be someone reading this,” he said nonchalantly, making Y/N furrow her brows.

     “What do you mean?” she asked.

     “I mean, you come off as 'oh I only read books, which is filled with infos and not waste my time reading about demi-gods.”

     Y/N stifled her laughs. “Where would you get that idea from.”

     Y/N already knew that answer. People did get surprised when they found out she read story books and binged watched TV series. And most of the time she got annoyed, because - of course she didn’t read text books 24/7. But, for Tom surprisingly it was different. Maybe because it was how he said it- instead of acting surprised, he was joking about it. Or maybe it was just the fact that Y/N liked him and that was the reason why she didn’t completely mind his comment.

     “No, I always saw you read non-fictional stuff,” he said. “But, hey, I’m not complaining. I like this series. Rick Riordan really has a way of explaining things, eh?’

     "Yeah, he does. Love Percy’s character too, he’s funny,” she said as she bought her gaze back at the book.

     “Yeah my sister had a huge crush on him once, always used to tell me 'how cute he was’,” Tom commented making laugh chuckle to herself. Tom slowly took out his own book from his bag to read. Y/N glanced to her side to get a glimpse of book cover.

     “Shakespeare?” Y/N read the title Titus Andronicus.

     Tom hummed.

     “I don’t think I heard about this one,” Y/N pointed at the cover.

     Tom look at the cover too, before replying, “Yeah, one of his least recognized work, I think.”

     “Is it good?”

     Tom shrugged. “I mean, I guess- but just not of my taste.”

     “What do you mean?” she asked again as she looked back at her own book.

     Y/N saw Tom shrug again. “It’s just too violent - like in my opinion it even out threw, Game of Thrones.”

      Y/N laughed softly, trying to not catch much people’s attention. “Really? I think at this point you’re exaggerating it.”

     “Nope, it is. If you want to read this I can lend it to you.”

     Y/N shook her head, “not interested." She wasn’t a huge fan of Shakespeare.

     It was silent for a while. They both read their book quietly but then Tom spoke, "so you like Game of Thrones?”

     And after that their conversation took a new turn and they just expressed how disappointed they were with the last season and how they couldn’t wait for the books.

     “I really hope George R.R. Martin won’t die before completing the series. It would be shit,” Y/N even commented making Tom laugh. However, that moment was short lived. Because soon after that, they were kicked out of the library for making too much noise. Nonetheless they decided to grab a coffee after class.

     The thing that she liked most about Tom was that, Y/N could be as geeky and as nerdy as she wanted to be without being judged. And she could actually have a conversation on those things. She knew what he was talking about and he knew what she was talking about. And that day they even disagreed on certain things and Y/N loved to have a farfetched conversation, explaining why she thought it was right or wrong and also loved to hear about other people’s opinion.

     Like, that day, they both were having a debate on how Bran being the king was good or not. Y/N thought it was good but Tom thought otherwise. And they were talking about it when Mrs. Davis had cleared her throat behind them and they took it as their queue to leave.

     After that, they both went on their way. Tom had a class so he headed that way but Y/N didn’t have any class for next half an hour, just decided to go to the courtyard  and sit under the sun. And if poasible even find Emelia. And even though Y/N couldn’t find her Em did. And for their whole free time they just chatted and to Y/N’s relief Em didn’t bring up the whole dream thing. Y/N almost thought she had forgotten about it but she quickly proved wrong when Em said, “You know you can tell me anything, right?” And Y/N knew what she was hinting at but but she just gave her small reassuring smile and was on her way to her class.

     Now Y/N was sitting at the coffee shop as Tom chatted away. But, this time they weren’t talking about Game of Thrones, Percy Jackson or about the Ancient Egypt. They were talking about their own life, more like, Tom was talking about his life and Y/N just listened. And, honestly to Y/N it was equally interesting.

     That moment Tom was telling Y/N about the time he had gotten himself completely hammered and woke up a random guy’s porch with few of his friends.          “It was wild,” he was laughing

     “You bought Las Vegas over here in Australia,” Y/N told him making him laugh harder         Y/N was about to say something to encourage him to continue but Tom spoke before Y/N could even say anything.

     “I realized you don’t speak about yourself much,” he said. “Every time that we hang out, I’m the one who is talking non-stop and you just stay silent and listen to me. It feels like you know everything about me and I don’t know anything about you,” he chuckled, Y/N just shot him a pressed - a little goofy smile.

     “Do you wanna maybe change that?” he asked.

     “I don’t know, yeah I guess,” she paused. “But there isn’t much to say really.”

     “Oh please!” he exclaimed. “Okay, I’ll ask you ten questions and you’ll have to answer them, don’t worry no weird questions and you can pass any question that you’re not comfortable answering, okay?”

     Y/N was silent for a while but then she nodded gaining a huge grin from him.

     “Okay, so let’s start with your favorite color,” he clapped his hands and leaned towards her.

     “Pink.”

     “Favorite Number?”

Y/N let out a chuckle. “That’s a weird question but 5.”

     “Is it because your birthday is on 5th September?’

     "Yeah but also because it sounds pretty.”

     This time Tom chuckled.

     That went on for a while. And thankfully Tom didn’t ask her anything about her parents and why she was leaving with her uncle and aunt from the age of 11. And she was relieved when Tom started to ask her the last question but that was until she heard what it was.

     “And last question, what is your most favorite memory that you can think of?”

     At first she was fine. She leaned her elbow on the table and rested her chin on her palm, slowly drumming her fingers against her left cheek as she hummed Y/N/Ndly; a playful glint fixed on her face. She was having fun, at first she thought it would be dreadful but Tom was joking the whole time and none of the questions were uncomfortable or too personal for her likings. And that simple question wasn’t either. But the more she thought about it the more she realized, she really didn’t have a memory which she could say was her favorite.

     She stopped drumming her fingers against her cheek and the playful glint that she had on her face was nowhere to be seen. She really didn’t have any memory that she could say was her favorite, she couldn’t even remember a memory that she could just smile at.

     Her life until 14 was miserable, really. She definitely didn’t have any good memory back then. Maybe few memories with her grandma, but all of those memories reminded her that her grandma wasn’t with her anymore and that just reminded her the painful 3 years she had to face after that.

     Maybe some memories with her aunt and uncle- there were plenty of them, if Y/N was honest. But every memories that she could remember had him in it and any memory with him in it could never be a good memory.

     Maybe Emelia, but Y/N realized she was on the same page, most of the good memories had him.

     So the only thing that she could think of, after he had left was, “when I adopted Iccy, I guess.”

     Because life after that had become seemingly better.

     “I’m home,” Y/N said in a singing voice. She was in a good mood.

     Tom somehow made one of her worst day somewhat one of her very good days. After they had played that little game they decided to go to an Ice Cream parlor and then of course he walked her home.

     Y/N smiled to herself at the thought of him as she shut the door.

     “Iccy! Where are you?” she called as she made some sound with her mouth which was supposed to be sound of a bird, but that really didn’t sound anything like a bird. However, Iccy loved it. And just like she expected, in a matter of seconds Iccy came running to her.

     “Oh, here’s my good girl,” she said in a baby voice as she picked her up in her arms. “Are you hungry?”

     That earned Y/N a Y/N/Nd bark, indicating her - in fact she was hungry.

     “Well then we are going to get ourselves some food, yeah?” she gave her a little kiss as she walked towards the kitchen.

     It was half past 6 then, too early for either Clair or Jake to come back home. But someone was home. However, Y/N was too cheerful to notice the furious typing of the keyboard coming from the kitchen, or maybe they were just drowned out by Iccy’s Y/N/Nd barks. But, whatever the reason was, at the end Y/N had no idea there was someone sitting in their kitchen. So the moment that she entered the kitchen she almost had a heart attack seeing Harry sitting on one of the kitchen chairs, his laptop in front of him as he typed on the keyboard. He gave Y/N an emotionless glance before returning his attention to the electronic in front of him.

     Y/N just stayed there for a second - frozen, she wasn’t expecting him there, at all.

     But she quickly recovered when Iccy gave her face a quick lick. She looked down at her before shaking her head. She slowly dropped Iccy on the floor, which Iccy didn’t quite like, however she didn’t make a fuss about it either. Y/N slowly went to the fridge and took out the sandwich that was nicely resting on the shelf. And even though Y/N just wanted to get away from him already, there was no way on earth that she could eat that sandwich without heating it up. So she put it in the microwave and while it was getting heated she thought of getting the cookies.

     So, she took Iccy’s plate out from the lower cabinet and made her way across the kitchen to get her cookies.

    Y/N stood on her tippy to reach the top shelf and she did reach it, but barely. However it was enough for her to open the shelf, she had done that a plenty of times. But instead of seeing the cookie box, it looked as if the shelf was completely empty. She slowly walked back to get a better view and she realized the cookie box was a little further inside. And of course that had happened a plenty of times too. But, usually she’d just drag one of the kitchen chairs, and use it to reach the shelf. But, doing that while Harry was sitting there, just the mere thought was uncomfortable.

     “Are you kidding me?” she muttered under her breathe. She had to find another place to put that cookie box in. But honestly that time it wasn’t the problem, the problem was how she’ll reach that thing.      Y/N let out a small sigh. She thought she was being very subtle about the situation in hand, but Harry had already heard the little, 'are you kidding me?’ And he was very much aware of what was going on right now. But, he kept his eyes fixed on the screen and didn’t dare to look back at her.

     After standing there for few more minutes, looking at the shelf trying to find a way to reach it. But whatever the solution was, it did make quite a scene, and Y/N didn’t want that infront of Harry. So, finding no other way, she thought it was best to give Iccy some biscuits then and probably tell Clair to give her some cookies later.

     “We’ll get you cookies when aunt Clair comes home, yeah,” she told her earning a little whine from her. She looked sad and awfully cute and it just made Y/N feel bad. And maybe Harry felt bad for Iccy too because next thing that he did was to just let out a sigh and pushed the chair from the table, making Y/N turn her head and look at him. However, he didn’t look at her at all, he just walked towards the shelf; took the purple colored box out; placed it on the counter top and Y/N thought he’d go back to his work again, but before he had done that he just sent Y/N the coldest and most emotionless glare he could possible manage and then he went back to his work.

     After that Y/N didn’t stay there too long. She quickly poured some cookies in Iccy’s plate, took her sandwich and headed upstairs without glancing back at him. And even though Y/N tried to brush it off completely, she couldn’t. That look that he had on his face was exactly like the look he used to give her. In fact it was the beginning of everything that happened after.

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Chapter Five | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N says something harsh to Harry.

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     Y/N’s breathing was heavy as she slowly made her way towards the front gate. Iccy had already ran in through the dog flap, and Y/N could almost imagine her jumping around Clair’s feet asking for her food.

      Y/N slowly opened the door and just like she expected Iccy was jumping around Clair and Clair on the other hand was trying to reach the top shelf to give Iccy her food. However, what she didn’t expect though was Harry appearing out of nowhere and scaring the hell out of her.

      “Good run?” Harry asked nonchalantly.

      And before Y/N could stop herself she spoke. “You scared me!” she exclaimed making Harry chuckle and Y/N internally groaned.

       Even though Y/N did come to conclusion that Harry had no similarities with the guy from her past, there was no denying their laugh – or chuckle for that situation was more or less the same. And, Y/N hated that really. Because back then his laugh was one of the things that had made her fall for him so hard.

      “Really nice to meet you,” he smiled as he bought his hand out for a shake which Y/N gladly accepted as she replied, “nice to meet you too.”

      “Jake spoke a lot about you,” he said.

       “I can say the same,” Y/N said, as they still held each other’s hand. “He wouldn’t shut up.”

       It was silent for a while as they just looked at each other.

       “I don’t know why, but I’m a little embarrassed,” he finally said, as he let go of Y/N’s hand and scratched the back of his head. Y/N was disappointed - just a little, but she brushed it off quickly.

     “I feel the only person that should be embarrassed is Jake,” Y/N replied. But not a second later they heard Jake yell from the kitchen.

    “Well, I’m not embarrassed at all.”

     This made him let out a little laugh, and honestly it felt as if Y/N’s heart did a flip.

     “’m sorry about that,” Harry’s voice snapped Y/N out of her thoughts.

       She couldn’t think like that.

       She thought before sighing. She was about to leave and go to her room and take a shower afterwards, but Harry decided to interrupt her again.

       “But can you take me with you the next time you go, I don’t know anything around here and it would be great to get a little active, you know?”

       For some reason with every syllable Harry spoke she grew more and more irritated.

       Couldn’t he just get the hint that she wanted nothing to do with him? And before Y/N could even register, she snapped.

        “Well I can’t Harry, now if you don’t mind I have things to do.”

        That made the smile Harry had on his face fall and frown at her

        “Ge-“

         He was about to say something, but Y/N beat him to that.

         “And please don’t talk to me. I don’t like you and I’ll prefer it if you don’t talk to me at all, yeah?” she whisper yelled, just so her aunt and uncle won’t hear her before sarcastically smiling at his frowning face. It felt as if he was in loss of words but at the same time he wasn’t to say something. However, Y/N didn’t hung around to find out what he wanted to say. She walked straight past him and went stomped up to her room.

       Y/N felt bad, she really did. Now as she sat at the coffee shop waiting for Em to show up, The Rise and Fall of the Ancient Egypt laying in front of her and instead of actually reading it, all she could think about was just how horrible she acted that morning.

      She never was someone who’d yell at people or whisper yell for that matter, and tell them straight on their face that she didn’t like them. Where in the first place, it wasn’t even true. Y/N didn’t dislike Harry, if she was honest she actually liked him- maybe just a little bit. And really that was one of the reasons why she got angry that morning or why she was concerned about him so much. If she hadn’t liked him, she could’ve just pretended she did and would’ve never thought about when he was out of her sight, but Harry clearly wasn’t that case. And even though, Y/N generally liked him as a person, what she didn’t like about him, was just how naïve he could be. Y/N had been avoiding him, literally since day one and he was too naïve to see that, that really did annoy Y/N.

       She slowly let out a sigh.

       Hopefully now he’ll stay away from her.

        Keeping that in her mind, she returned her gaze to the book on the table.

       Y/N was almost done reading the book, there were only few more pages. But just when she finished reading the first page and was about to move on the second page Emelia came in.

     “I swear to God I hate that Mr. Davis,” her Y/N/Nd voice made that two customers on the other side of the room turn and look at her, but Em didn’t spare them a glance as she rant on. “So, I told you about the writing project he gave us, right? Firstly write in your own style then change it.”

      Y/N nodded, as she remembered just how excited Em was when she had finished it. She was literally jumping the whole day.

      “Well, you know I write romance. My first story was romance, and let me tell you there were some erotic shit just there and I was proud of it, I told you.”

     Y/N again nodded.

     “And he tells us to write in someone else’s writing style. So, I decided to talk to Dean and we thought that he’ll write in my style and I will write in his. But, here’s the thing he writes science fiction but his writing style is similar to mine. And I decided, you know what I’ll take this to next level and make that romantic short story a science fiction short story. And I tried my best to write it in his way and after I turn the paper in- not gonna lie my story was okay. For someone who has never written sci- fi it was okay. But that son of a bitch Mr. Davis had the audacity to make fun of it in front of the whole class. Mind you, he even said I wrote this. And later he tells me to go to his office after class, and when I do he tells me it was good. And I’m like then why did you humiliate me in front of the whole class, and he’s like ‘oh, I didn’t mean to’ – and yada yada. And I would’ve been fine, but it wasn’t the first time that it had happened. It happened quite a few times before, now everyone in that class thinks I’m a shit writer.”

      She huffed as her lips turned into a pout.

     Y/N did know it had happened few times before. Em had told it to her quite a few times.

     “I honestly think he likes you,” this made Em raise an eyebrow at her and Y/N realized how that must have sounded. “Not like that, like he likes you as a student type of way and that is why I guess he’s messing around, I guess. If that make sense”

      “Yeah, I did think that, but the more I think about it the more I hate the guy. What typpa messing around is that? It’s embarrassing.”

      “Oh c’mon don’t think about it,” she poked her elbow.

       It took her a minute to reply. “You’re right,” she sighed before ordering her drink. “By the way, can I come over to your place tonight, Valerie is going to see her mother, she had another stroke- and I hate to spend the night there alone.”

      Y/N knew exactly what she was talking about. In both Valerie’s and Em’s opinion that room or the whole dorm was haunted. Few paranormal activities had occurred there and as a freshman, it was Y/N’s and Em’s favorite topic to talk about, but two years later it was quite old. And even though that thing- which moved things from one place to another, never really hurt them but Em had pretty bad experiences spending nights there alone. So, now she would never even think about that. And just like any other time that she asked Y/N if she could stay the night over, she was about to say ‘yes’ but then she realized there was a Harry in her house. And in Y/N’s opinion that Harry was much scarier than any sort of ghost.

        “So…” Emelia trailed off, when Y/N didn’t reply for a while. And that time she realized she had to tell Em about the thing that was living in their house.

      So, with a deep breath she started to tell her everything that had been happening. How Harry Styles (yes, the famous singer, who was in One Direction) was living with them for two weeks, why he was even living there for two weeks; when he was going; how he acted- literally everything. But, Y/N decided to keep the whole resemblance thing out of the conversation.

      Emelia didn’t want to believe that at first, but then again she knew Jake literally worked with the celebrities. So, even though Emelia was gaping at her at first but when Y/N was done she was completely silent.

      “So, he had been living there for how long now?” she asked after a while.

      “Five days, including today,” Y/N replied.

      “And how long you’ve known he was going to stay?”

       Y/N knew what was coming. “Seven days.”

       “And you’re telling me only now!” she exclaimed, making Y/N shoot her small pressed smile.

       “I don’t know you anymore, Y/N/N,” she said dramatically making Y/N roll her eyes playfully.

       “Don’t be dramatic,” she said making Em gasp.

       “I. Am. Not. Being dramatic,” she exclaimed putting her hand on her chest. “I’m coming tonight whether you like it or not,” she said but Y/N only shrugged.

       Later that conversation took a turn to when they were teenagers and they were obsessed with Panic! at The Disco. How Y/N used to collect all of their concert tickets, and how they fangirled together when their new albums came out and of course they remembered the time when they screamed along with the song in the car.

       Then the conversation moved on to Tom and Valerie – how things were going between Y/N and him and when Em was going to ask her out.

       And then it again moved back to their college and studies and shitty teachers. And finally around 8 they decided to head back to Y/N’s place.

       “Is he going to be in there?” Emelia asked once they reached the front of Y/N’s house.

       “Maybe, probably not though. He usually comes back around 10,” this made Em pout but they went in nonetheless. And Emelia being Y/N’s best friend since 11 and even being their neighbor at one point, she was as comfortable as Y/N was at their place and so was Jake and Clair with her.

       “Oh God, Em it’s been so long!” Clair let out a squeal just the second they entered. Clair quickly got up from her couch and came forward to give her a hug. All of the sound made Jake come out of the kitchen.

        “It’s been a while,” Em replied. “And I’m dying for your cookies, can you maybe make them tonight?”

        “Of course, dear,” she replied happily. Being a cook, Clair really loved to feed people.

       “What’s up kid?” Jake fist bumped her as Clair went inside. “Why didn’t I see you?”

        “You know college and stuffs.”

        “Yeah, yeah – sounds to me boys and alcohol.”

        Emelia shrugged her shoulder.

        “But, next time you go anywhere, take this one too,” he pointed at Y/N who just rolled her eyes. But, Em on the other hand grinned.

        “On it, boss,” she fist bumped her.

        Y/N shook her head. “We’ll be upstairs,” she said as she quickly dragged Em to her room. Iccy followed them.

         “So, are we going to pull an all nighter, like all those times?” Em said as she plopped on her bed.

         “I don’t think so, we have class tomorrow.”

         “So, are we just going sleep?” Em said emphasizing the word ‘sleep’.

          “Not really, I do have to finish this book,” she pulled out her book from her bag. “And I’m planning on finishing half of my philosophy assignment I have due in few days.”

      “Sounds bo-ring,” she almost yelled the ‘boring’ part.

      “Well, you can do whatever you want you, I’m doing that,” Y/N placed the book on her table before heading to her bathroom to wash her face.

      “I actually have an idea,” Em entered her bathroom and leaned against its door, a smirk fixed on her face.

      “What?” Y/N/N said as she ducked down to splash some water on her face.

       “I can just sneak into Harry’s room,” she grinned deviously. Y/N didn’t say anything she just raised her eyebrows at her.

       “And ya know seduce him and all, and maybe I’ll be able to tell my grandchildren I fucked Harry Styles,” she sighed as she looked up at the ceiling dreamily and dramatically.

        Y/N just chuckled. “Well honestly good luck with that. And if anything happens, I’m all about the tea,” she said.

      “Oh please I don’t kiss and tell,” Em paused. “Have sex and tell.”

        “But, I do want some tea,” Y/N/N said as she frowned. “You want some?”

        “Cookies with tea is the best.”

        So, they both changed into more comfortable clothes and decided to go downstairs, make some teas for them and also help Clair with the cookies.

        And Y/N got so much into it- just gossiping and laughing with all of her favorite people and favorite dog in the world that she completely forgot all about, ‘be in your room by 9 and you won’t have to see him’ rule.

       If Y/N was honest, she had completely forgotten all about Harry that night. She was just enjoying the moment she was having, she didn’t get to experience it in a long while. When Y/N and Em were just teenagers, and they were having a sleepover - this type of scenario was normal. And as Y/N and Em had a sleepover every other night, this type of scenario was pretty common in that household. But all of it was soon ruined by him.

       But, in that moment, Y/N didn’t think about him or Harry, she was just enjoying herself and was having fun. But, the moment they sat down on the couch, still laughing about this guy at Jake’s office; the front door opened. Making all of them turn their heads in the direction and there Harry was, ruining the moment just like he had once done.

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Chapter Two | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N meets Harry for the first time and she feels sick.

Two Weeks Masterlist

     Y/N was scared. She was running down the stairs -fast and she was crying. Someone was screaming behind her and she just wanted to get away from them. And she was almost out, the main door was just there. But then she heard a crash. A vase – it was thrown just at the wall next to her. Even though she was startled by it she didn’t stop, and she was almost out but then someone caught her by both of her arms.

     And before Y/N could see his face again, she woke up.

     Y/N sighed as she knuckled her eyes, before wiping the sweat from her forehead. Her pajama was sticking to her body and drops of sweats were still running down her neck and down to her chest.

    She slowly swept her feet to the side and just sat there for few minutes. Her eyes automatically drifted to the little puppy snoring in its little bed, but her mind wasn’t busy thinking about her at all, or how cute she was or how much she loved her. No, she was trying to catch her breath, and honestly it wasn’t that hard. She knew exactly what to do on mornings like this. She after all had a morning exactly like this a day before and she had been having a morning like this every other day since she was 11, it wasn’t really that unusual. 

     However, even though it wasn’t unusual, it never got easy. Sure, she didn’t became a complete crying mess after seeing them but she’d still wake up sweating and the fear in her dreams were still there. And the worst part was that she knew what was going to happen but she couldn’t ever stop it from happening, not in her dreams and not in her life. She wasn’t able to stop it, back when it happened, and of course now she couldn’t go back in time and change it. But, if she could she’d change everything in a heartbeat.

     Slowly she got up from her bed, went to her bathroom for a shower. Most of the time, she went on a run before actually taking a shower, but during these days, she had to take shower two times, one-after waking up and two - after coming from her run. She did think of just taking a shower when she came back home, but most of the time seeing Y/N all sweaty, Clair and Jake just knew she had another one of those dreams and she just didn’t want to worry them. So, she took a quick shower, dried her hair, changed into her workout outfit. By the time she was done, Iccy was already up and Y/N could hear her barking from down the stairs along with Clair’s laugh. So, taking Iccy’s leash she headed down stairs, herself.

      Both of them returned from their run after an hour. Y/N gave Iccy her food and after taking a shower again and getting ready for her college she decided to eat something herself.

     "So, he is supposed to come tonight, right?“ Y/N asked once they finished eating their breakfast. 

     "Yeah,” Jake started. “His flight was last night at 9, so he should land around 8, and he should arrive here around 9 tonight,” Jake calculated the time in his head.

     Y/N only nodded as she placed the last plate on the dish rack before turning on her heels. But, Clair quickly caught her arm.

     "Y/N/N, we are asking you again,“ Clair said. "Are you okay, with it? We’ll tell him to stay somewhere else if you’re not fine.”

     Before Y/N could say anything, Jake piped in. “Yeah, it was stupid of me to not ask you first. But, if you’re not fine we can definitely tell him to stay somewhere else, he’ll totally understand.”

     It was silent for a while before Y/N spoke. "Jake, Clair, honestly I’m fine,“ she said and all of them knew it was a lie, but no one said anything. "All of those things happened like three years ago. I’m completely fine. You don’t have to worry,” she gave them the most convincing smile that she could manage but that didn’t make them smile at all. Both of them still held their concerned gazes.

     "God, guys I’m fine,“ she laughed turning around. "I’ll see guys soon. And honestly, I’m kinda excited to meet this Harry. He’s like super famous, isn’t he?” she didn’t wait for their answer before walking out of the kitchen. She scratched Iccy around her neck, gave her a kiss as a little ‘good bye’ and a 'see you soon’ before getting up.

     "I’ll see you guys later,“ she told Jake and Clair and walked out of their front door. 

          Y/N’s day was going great - excluding her morning and her constant stress on Harry and how he’ll turn out to be. 

     Was he going to be a bigheaded bastard or someone who liked to keep to himself and wouldn’t be that much of a trouble?

     And, even though Jake said, he was a literal angel, Y/N wasn’t quite convinced. So, she decided to Google him and while she was googling about him – and was kind of liking him (everyone did say, he was a literal angel), Emelia came out of nowhere and asked her if she was preparing her project for her Sexual and Gender Identities class. And that was when her 'great’ day went down the drain.

   She had completely forgotten about her project and she literally loved Emelia for bringing it up or else she might’ve never turn in the paper on time. So, the very moment her classes ended, she took her bag; went straight to the Beany’s; plugged her laptop to the charger; put on her headphones and since then she had been writing - nonstop. However, that happened when it was only 5 and sun was still out there, but now it was dark and it was - honestly Y/N had no idea what time it was. She was too focused in preparing her assignment to even look at the clock. And she probably wouldn’t have even moved or realized how long she had been there if it wasn’t for Tom.

      "What are you doing here, so late?” he had said, but Y/N had yet to notice him. Her eyes were still fixed on the screen in front of her, and Queen was still blaring into her earphones. But, when he poked at her arm, she jumped a little and quickly looked up.  But after her eyes fell on Tom she more or less relaxed.

     "Hey,“ she said with a little breathy laugh as she took out her ear phones.

     Tom laughed, "I was asking, what are you doing here so late?”

     Y/N furrowed her eye brows, "What do you mean? It’s only -“ she was about to say 7 but then her eyes landed on the clock across the room and she realized what the time actually was. 

     "10? Are you kidding me?” she exclaimed which made Tom laugh harder. But, Y/N didn’t pay that much attention to him. She was busy checking her phone and sure enough Clair alone called her like ten times. However, she wouldn’t have been panicking as much as she was panicking now, if it wasn’t for the last text.

     Come quick. He’s here.

     It read. And it didn’t reveal any name or anything at all, but of course Y/N/N knew who she was talking about and that sent her to a complete frenzy. So, without thinking twice she sent an 'I’m on my way’ before packing all of her belongings.

     "Y/N, is everything alright?“ If Y/N was honest, she completely forgot about him being there. And honestly that was a surprise. When Y/N was a freshman, she’d be alert if he was even in the same room as her, and completely forgetting about him when he was standing next to her- that really was a surprise to her too.

     "No - I mean yeah, I mean no,” she furrowed her eyebrows, because she was confused herself and embarrassed to say the least, but Tom only laughed, making her ears go red.

     "It’s fine,“ he said, probably guessing from her face that she was embarrassed. "Do you want me to walk you home?”

     If her face wasn’t red before it was now. “Uh no, I'll be fine,” she squeaked.

     "Oh c'mon, I’ll walk you home.“

     And despite her protests, Tom decided to walk her home. And honestly, for that 20 minutes Y/N more or less forgot about the rock star that was supposedly in her house right now

      "Okay, I think I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?” Tom’s accented voice rang through the summer air.

     "Okay, yeah,“ she smiled. And it was silent between them for the first time that night. They had been talking the whole night. At first it started as small talks, then it turned into a whole new conversation about the Egyptians then it became more personal and while they were talking about few of their childhood experiences they reached Y/N’s house.

     "I should get inside now,” Y/N laughed awkwardly.

     "Yeah - yeah,“ Tom quickly said as if he just came out of a trance. "See you tomorrow,” he added as he turned on his heels. And even though Y/N was relieved that he was leaving, she was a little disappointed. However, she didn’t get to ponder at it, that much because soon she heard laughter coming from inside and she remembered a rock star was in her house right now. Slowly she turned, so that she was facing the door.

     You’ll be fine.

     She thought to herself. And with a deep breath she unlocked the door and walked in.

     At first she saw no one. Neither Clair nor Jake or Iccy and not Harry. But, then she again heard Clair laugh and she realized they were at the kitchen. So, Y/N put on a confident smile before walking towards the kitchen and sure enough they all were at the kitchen. Jake was leaning against the counter eating some chips, Clair was sitting on the chair and the supposed Harry Styles figure was holding Iccy who was licking his face continuously. But as his back was facing Y/N, she actually couldn’t see his face. But,, something just didn’t feel right.

     "Oh look who’s here,“ Clair leapt on to her feet when she saw Y/N. And automatically everyone’s eye turned to her. And even though it was just Jake, Iccy and Harry Styles she felt as if she was standing on a stage and hundreds of people were looking at her. However, Harry himself was more triggering and nerve wracking than. Y/N of course did her research on him saw his pictures. But, she wasn’t expecting this.

     He was a handsome looking lad, no doubt but in real life she realized just how much he looked like the person in her dreams. Even though she actually didn’t see him that very night, but honestly Y/N would never forget about him or how he looked. And Harry specifically looked a lot like him. Y/N didn’t know how, because he had blue eyes and raven hair, and Harry on the other hand had green eyes and was brunette.

     Maybe it was their facial structure? Or maybe it was just his aura or presence. 

     It was his presence. She decided. Both of them had a statement presence, and without even talking to him Y/N knew he was charismatic too.

    And suddenly she was scared and she felt sick. The guy that had been haunting her for past few years was exactly like Harry when she first met him - handsome and charismatic. And even though Y/N had been telling herself that she was fine with the whole thing, she wasn’t quite so sure now. She just wanted to run and hide. But of course she couldn’t.

      Clair placed one of her hand on her back and pushed her a little forward. And Y/N almost felt as if she was in a trance, because she couldn’t quite register what was happening right now. The only think she could care about was just how much Harry looked like him and just how scared she was.

     "This is Y/N,” Clair said. “And Y/N this is Harry.”

     Harry smiled brightly at her, but that didn’t make her feel any better, rather, it made her feel, if possible worse.

     They had the same smile. 

     "Hi, it’s really nice to meet you,“ Harry took out one of his hand for a shake while the other still held Iccy. However, Y/N didn’t move. She didn’t realize it but she was frowning at him and her lips were in a little pout. And even though she never wanted to come off as someone who was judgmental, she looked exactly that - judgmental. But, this time she didn’t care. She just wanted to know if he was going to be exactly like him or not.

     "Sweetie?” Clair nudged her a little making her come out from her trance. She quickly looked at Clair then at Harry and then at his hand.

      “Oh sorry,” she quickly muttered. “Nice to meet you too.”

     And just like Jake and Clair, Y/N knew Harry could tell just how insincere that was. But she truly didn’t care. She quickly let go of his hand. And excused herself and half ran and half walked up the stairs. She quickly shut her door once she reached her room and even though she didn’t cry, her eyes were watery.

     He bought back all of the memories and all of the emotions she was suppressing for the past three years.

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Chapter 1 | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Jake has news for them

Two Weeks Masterlist

  It was night then. They were zooming past the street lights. Songs were playing through the radio. And there were giggles and laughs and people talking. She didn’t actually know whom they belonged to, or where they were coming from, she was too busy looking outside. Too mesmerized by the beautiful lighted city, at a little distance to pay attention to the mundane environment inside the car.

     She didn’t know how long it was like that - 10 minutes or 15 minutes, maybe. But, she wanted it to last longer, she wanted to look at the city a little longer.

     Her head turned as they moved, eyes fixed at the city ahead, and then it happened. A loud crash and suddenly everything went black.

     And Y/N Y/L/N woke up from her sleep with a start.

      “Slept well, love?” Y/N’s aunt Clair Reese asked her as she walked into the kitchen.

     “Yeah, I did,” she lied. “You?”

     “Well, had the best dream, tonight!” she said excitedly. “It had Chris Hemsworth in it, but I can’t really remember what I actually saw but it was something good! You know, you can feel it in your bones!”

     Y/N clearly knew that feeling. Her dream that very night was something somewhat like that. She didn’t quite remember what was happening, but she had this feelings in her guts. She could feel it in her bones. But that feeling wasn’t anywhere near to what Clair was feeling. It wasn’t a happy feeling, rather it was so awful that it made Y/N sick in her stomach.

     However by then, she was more or less used to it. She had been having those dreams since she could remember. And by then, she knew what they were and what they meant, and she made peace with them, really. But, that didn’t make it hurt less, or make it feel less awful.

     Y/N let out a chuckle nonetheless before saying, “good for you.”

     Her aunt just beamed at her before handing her a plate and putting her omelet in it. That was when Jake Reese walked in. 

     "Good morning!“ he greeted them loudly, earning a ‘good morning’ from Y/N and a ‘good morning, honey’ and a kiss from Clair.

    “I may or may not have a news for you two,” he glanced at Y/N before glancing at Clair again. “But, I’m still not sure if it is gonna happen,” he sat down on the chair opposite of Y/N who let out a scoff.

   “If you didn’t wanna tell us now then why did you?” Clair told him

    “I wanna excite you two up,” he defended himself.

    “Last time that happened, you bought that statue,” Y/N pointed at a white statue of a deer, at whose feet Y/N’s 5 month year old puppy, a Samoyed laid. She was so tired from the run she had gone to, with Y/N that after coming home she immediately fell asleep. Y/N smiled softly at the little puppy, she adored her.

   Y/N had adopted her only three months ago and Y/N was in love with her. And she was so white- Y/N decided to call her Iccy, much like Snow White. But instead of just being completely obvious - ‘oh, I’m gonna name you snow white because I think you’re white as snow’, Y/N decided to call her Iccy, because snow is after all some sort of ice. And also because Iccy sounded close to Ice cream. And Iccy was like Vanilla ice cream.

    “Oh, c’mon look how pretty it looks in the garden!” he exclaimed.

    Y/N chuckled before speaking, “it is because Clair covered half of it with flowers.”

    Jake rolled his eyes at that. “I don’t care, okay? Cause well Iccy loves it,” he pointed at her snoozing form.

    Y/N just nodded, because she knew Iccy loved that statue to death. Last month, when they decide to do a road trip to the Great Ocean Road, Iccy absolutely didn’t want to leave that statue alone at home. And what Y/N made out that she even cried when they were at the road, however she forgot all about it when she decided to stick her head out of the car window.

    “But, seriously what’s the news?” Clair asked once she sat down with them.

    “Can’t tell ya,” he sang song. “But, I will tell you tonight.”

    Clair rolled her eye. “Now I can’t wait!” she exclaimed in a little whiny voice.

    “Will tell you tonight, babe.”

    This time Y/N rolled her eyes before letting out a chuckle. “Don’t worry,” she said. “She’s probably buying a brother for the deer.”

    That time Jake rolled his eyes.

      After finishing her breakfast, Y/N washed her plate, laughed with Clair and Jake some more before walking out of their house.

    Her college was only 20 minutes away from their house on foot. So, most of the time Y/N walked there but of course when the weather was much harsher, Y/N took her car. But, on a sunny day like that very day Y/N liked to somewhat sunbathe underneath the sun.

    It took her not more than 20 minutes to reach her college, and once she did the first thing she did was to go to her first class of the day.

      “Oh, c’mon enough already!”

    Y/N and her best friend, Emelia sat at the Library of their college. And Y/N was happily reading a book on the Egyptian Gods when Emilia decided to interrupt her.

    “What do you mean?” she looked at her for a second before looking back at her book.

    “You’ve been reading for half an hour now,” she whisper yelled.

    “Only half an hour,” Y/N commented earning an eye roll from her.

    “Listen,” she said, Y/N only hummed not tearing her eyes from her book. And Y/N didn’t look at her but she knew Emelia rolled her eyes again.

    “So, Jason and-“

    “My answer is still, ‘break up with him’,” this time Y/N looked at her. “That guy’s a d-“

    That was when the girl sitting opposite to them, decided to shush them, and even though Y/N did still want to read some more, she also needed to somewhat make Em see, that guy was no good. So, she got up, placed the book back at shelf before walking out with Emelia.

    “So-“ Emelia started but Y/N cut her off.

    “He’s a dick and I know you deserve better. Break up with him,” she told her which kind of made her break into a grin.

    “Well, good thing is, I already did. And, honestly it feels great!” she told her, which made Y/N stop at her track and look at her best friend with a disheveled look.

    “Are you kidding me?” she asked her with an awed expression.

    Emelia turned to look at her. “Not one bit,” she said proudly.

    “When did this happen? Tell me everything!”

     And with that Emelia started to explain how she realized she should breakup with her boyfriend, she was supposedly in love with. What triggered it; how the conversation happened and how it went; how he took it literally everything. However, of course they couldn’t complete the whole conversation in the hallways. They decided to take it over to the Beany’s, a little coffee shop near their college they almost always went to.

      “I’m just really happy for you honestly. You okay though?” Y/N asked.

     “Never been better,” she gave her a toothy grin before going back to her hot chocolate. “You know, I thought I’d be sad. But, it feels as if a truck was weighting me down and now it’s been lifted, ya know?”

     “Yap, know the feeling,” Y/N told her. “So, what are we doing to celebrate it?”

    Em didn’t say anything, but from the smirk that grew on her, Y/N knew exactly what was going through her mind.

    “No,” she told her before she even opened her mouth.

    “Oh c’mon, it won’t be that bad,” she told her.

    “A no means a no,” Y/N said firmly. “I’m not going.”

    “We are celebrating and you just turned 21, perfectly legal to drink,” she said making Y/N roll her eyes.

    “No,” she said again, making Emelia pout. It was silent for a second as they both drank their drinks in front of them, before Y/N spoke. “You can still come over-“

    “What are we 16?” Emelia rolled her eyes, and surprisingly that made Y/N laugh.

    “No, but c’mon you love Clair’s food, and we can have do - I don’t know, Netflix and Chill. I know you’d like that,” she said. Em was again silent for a while as if she was thinking.

     “Okay, but not tonight, I have to go somewhere-“

     “Clubbing,” Y/N sighed.

    “Hey, don’t judge!”

    “When did I?” Y/N exclaimed as she laughed. That time the door of the shop opened again and both of their head turned to look at the door and see who it was. Usually, hardly anyone came here and when someone did come, it was always a student from their college. And unsurprisingly it was Tom Petrov. A student in Photography, probably a year senior than Y/N and Em.

    “Oh, hey Tom,” Emelia waved, making Y/N frown. How did she know him?

    “Hey Em,” he made his way towards them, Emelia reluctantly moved a little to make a little room for Tom.

     “What are you doing here?” Em asked as Tom sat down.

    “In case you don’t remember I showed you this place,” he said. And that made Y/N’s frown deepen, they had been coming here from their very first year, how long have they known each other?

   “No, I mean what are you doing here? As in here in Australia. I thought you were in Russia,” she asked him.

    “Oh, yeah I just returned few days ago, decided to start again I guess.”

     Emelia nodded before turning to Y/N. “Anyways I don’t think you two met, but Tom this is Y/N, and Y/N this is Tom,” then she mouthed ‘your crush’ to her making Y/N almost roll her eyes, but as Tom was looking at her, she stopped herself the very last second.

    “Sorry, what was that?” Tom asked Emelia, his accent very prominent.

   “Oh nothing.” With that Tom turned to Y/N again and smiled, and Y/N’s stomach, against her will fluttered like the very first time her eyes had fallen on him.

    “I saw you around the campus a few times,” he spoke. “Never got around and talked to you, eh?”

    And with that Y/N, Emelia and Tom immersed themselves in a conversation, which mainly comprised getting to know each other better and a lot of teasing from Emelia. Y/N found out Emelia met him when she decided to go to the photography festival that Y/N politely passed because of her flue, and Y/N also got to know that Tom liked reading books too and was into history too. And by the end of their conversation, Y/N actually started to like him more and not just for his looks.

    He was pretty though, dark skin with short curly hair. Even though most of the time Y/N found hazel eyes, such as hers boring but his were just – pretty. And to top it all off, he had an amazing personality and an amazing accent.

    “You like him,” Em said once Tom left, because he had shift at the Starbucks.

    “I do,” Y/N agreed as she got up from her chair too. “I should be going home though, you coming?”

    “Nope, I’ll come by later.”

    After that Y/N dropped Em at her dorm on her way home.

    Y/N was softly humming to herself when she entered their house, but she quickly came to an halt when she heard whispered yelling in the kitchen. Usually Clair and Jake didn’t fight much, and when they did, most of the time it was about some food and who ate it. So, thinking it was about that Y/N decided to step in.

    “What are you guys doing?” she asked them and just the moment they saw her it was so silent, that if they dropped a pin they could hear it colliding with the kitchen floor. And that time Y/N realized that they weren’t talking about food at all, rather Y/N was the topic of their conversation, at least one of the topic of the conversation.

    “Hey, everything’s alright?” Y/N nervously laughed as she looked at both of them for some answers.

    And it was again, silent for another minute before Jake spoke.

    “Remember the news I was talking about?” he started uncertainly.

    “Yeah,” Y/N replied just as uncertainly.

    “Well, it’s just th-“

    Clair cut him off. “Harry Styles, you know him right? He had some work here in Australia and Jake decided to invite him over. But, it’s completely fine if you’re not fine with him. We’ll tell him to stay at a hotel.”

    Clair spoke so fast, Y/N almost didn’t make out what she said, but she did –just fine. And it was silent again.

    Y/N didn’t completely like the idea, of course. She wanted nothing to do with any sort of celebrities. Even though Jake was constantly in touch with them, being one of the high ranked managers in Azoff MSG Entertainment, but she tried to keep her distance from the celebrity part of their life for a very long time. And, honestly Y/N did want to tell them to tell him to stay somewhere else but seeing their anxious face and just thinking this all happened three years ago, she just stayed silent. She shouldn’t be bothered by this after so long, it shouldn’t affect her at all, that person shouldn’t still have his effect on her. So, she stayed silent for few more minutes, debating in her mind and trying to figure out should she listen to her heart or her mind.

    And at the end, being the person that she was, she said, “It’s not a problem, I’m fine.”

    “You sure honey?” Clair quickly asked.

    “Yes, I’m sure,” she gave them a smile and nodded her head just to emphasize her answer. “How long is he going to stay though?” she asked them.

    “Only two weeks,” Jake spoke quickly making her nod her head again.

     After telling them she was going to take a shower she made her way up to her room. Iccy leapt up from Y/N’s bed when she saw her. But, instead of just sitting down and scratching her head and neck like any other day, Y/N leaned against the closed door and looked at the puppy at her feet.

   “Just, Two Weeks. I’ll be fine, right?”

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Chapter Two | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N meets Harry for the first time and she feels sick.

Two Weeks Masterlist

     Y/N was scared. She was running down the stairs -fast and she was crying. Someone was screaming behind her and she just wanted to get away from them. And she was almost out, the main door was just there. But then she heard a crash. A vase – it was thrown just at the wall next to her. Even though she was startled by it she didn’t stop, and she was almost out but then someone caught her by both of her arms.

     And before Y/N could see his face again, she woke up.

     Y/N sighed as she knuckled her eyes, before wiping the sweat from her forehead. Her pajama was sticking to her body and drops of sweats were still running down her neck and down to her chest.

    She slowly swept her feet to the side and just sat there for few minutes. Her eyes automatically drifted to the little puppy snoring in its little bed, but her mind wasn’t busy thinking about her at all, or how cute she was or how much she loved her. No, she was trying to catch her breath, and honestly it wasn’t that hard. She knew exactly what to do on mornings like this. She after all had a morning exactly like this a day before and she had been having a morning like this every other day since she was 11, it wasn’t really that unusual. 

     However, even though it wasn’t unusual, it never got easy. Sure, she didn’t became a complete crying mess after seeing them but she’d still wake up sweating and the fear in her dreams were still there. And the worst part was that she knew what was going to happen but she couldn’t ever stop it from happening, not in her dreams and not in her life. She wasn’t able to stop it, back when it happened, and of course now she couldn’t go back in time and change it. But, if she could she’d change everything in a heartbeat.

     Slowly she got up from her bed, went to her bathroom for a shower. Most of the time, she went on a run before actually taking a shower, but during these days, she had to take shower two times, one-after waking up and two - after coming from her run. She did think of just taking a shower when she came back home, but most of the time seeing Y/N all sweaty, Clair and Jake just knew she had another one of those dreams and she just didn’t want to worry them. So, she took a quick shower, dried her hair, changed into her workout outfit. By the time she was done, Iccy was already up and Y/N could hear her barking from down the stairs along with Clair’s laugh. So, taking Iccy’s leash she headed down stairs, herself.

      Both of them returned from their run after an hour. Y/N gave Iccy her food and after taking a shower again and getting ready for her college she decided to eat something herself.

     "So, he is supposed to come tonight, right?“ Y/N asked once they finished eating their breakfast. 

     "Yeah,” Jake started. “His flight was last night at 9, so he should land around 8, and he should arrive here around 9 tonight,” Jake calculated the time in his head.

     Y/N only nodded as she placed the last plate on the dish rack before turning on her heels. But, Clair quickly caught her arm.

     "Y/N/N, we are asking you again,“ Clair said. "Are you okay, with it? We’ll tell him to stay somewhere else if you’re not fine.”

     Before Y/N could say anything, Jake piped in. “Yeah, it was stupid of me to not ask you first. But, if you’re not fine we can definitely tell him to stay somewhere else, he’ll totally understand.”

     It was silent for a while before Y/N spoke. "Jake, Clair, honestly I’m fine,“ she said and all of them knew it was a lie, but no one said anything. "All of those things happened like three years ago. I’m completely fine. You don’t have to worry,” she gave them the most convincing smile that she could manage but that didn’t make them smile at all. Both of them still held their concerned gazes.

     "God, guys I’m fine,“ she laughed turning around. "I’ll see guys soon. And honestly, I’m kinda excited to meet this Harry. He’s like super famous, isn’t he?” she didn’t wait for their answer before walking out of the kitchen. She scratched Iccy around her neck, gave her a kiss as a little ‘good bye’ and a 'see you soon’ before getting up.

     "I’ll see you guys later,“ she told Jake and Clair and walked out of their front door. 

          Y/N’s day was going great - excluding her morning and her constant stress on Harry and how he’ll turn out to be. 

     Was he going to be a bigheaded bastard or someone who liked to keep to himself and wouldn’t be that much of a trouble?

     And, even though Jake said, he was a literal angel, Y/N wasn’t quite convinced. So, she decided to Google him and while she was googling about him – and was kind of liking him (everyone did say, he was a literal angel), Emelia came out of nowhere and asked her if she was preparing her project for her Sexual and Gender Identities class. And that was when her 'great’ day went down the drain.

   She had completely forgotten about her project and she literally loved Emelia for bringing it up or else she might’ve never turn in the paper on time. So, the very moment her classes ended, she took her bag; went straight to the Beany’s; plugged her laptop to the charger; put on her headphones and since then she had been writing - nonstop. However, that happened when it was only 5 and sun was still out there, but now it was dark and it was - honestly Y/N had no idea what time it was. She was too focused in preparing her assignment to even look at the clock. And she probably wouldn’t have even moved or realized how long she had been there if it wasn’t for Tom.

      "What are you doing here, so late?” he had said, but Y/N had yet to notice him. Her eyes were still fixed on the screen in front of her, and Queen was still blaring into her earphones. But, when he poked at her arm, she jumped a little and quickly looked up.  But after her eyes fell on Tom she more or less relaxed.

     "Hey,“ she said with a little breathy laugh as she took out her ear phones.

     Tom laughed, "I was asking, what are you doing here so late?”

     Y/N furrowed her eye brows, "What do you mean? It’s only -“ she was about to say 7 but then her eyes landed on the clock across the room and she realized what the time actually was. 

     "10? Are you kidding me?” she exclaimed which made Tom laugh harder. But, Y/N didn’t pay that much attention to him. She was busy checking her phone and sure enough Clair alone called her like ten times. However, she wouldn’t have been panicking as much as she was panicking now, if it wasn’t for the last text.

     Come quick. He’s here.

     It read. And it didn’t reveal any name or anything at all, but of course Y/N/N knew who she was talking about and that sent her to a complete frenzy. So, without thinking twice she sent an 'I’m on my way’ before packing all of her belongings.

     "Y/N, is everything alright?“ If Y/N was honest, she completely forgot about him being there. And honestly that was a surprise. When Y/N was a freshman, she’d be alert if he was even in the same room as her, and completely forgetting about him when he was standing next to her- that really was a surprise to her too.

     "No - I mean yeah, I mean no,” she furrowed her eyebrows, because she was confused herself and embarrassed to say the least, but Tom only laughed, making her ears go red.

     "It’s fine,“ he said, probably guessing from her face that she was embarrassed. "Do you want me to walk you home?”

     If her face wasn’t red before it was now. “Uh no, I'll be fine,” she squeaked.

     "Oh c'mon, I’ll walk you home.“

     And despite her protests, Tom decided to walk her home. And honestly, for that 20 minutes Y/N more or less forgot about the rock star that was supposedly in her house right now

      "Okay, I think I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?” Tom’s accented voice rang through the summer air.

     "Okay, yeah,“ she smiled. And it was silent between them for the first time that night. They had been talking the whole night. At first it started as small talks, then it turned into a whole new conversation about the Egyptians then it became more personal and while they were talking about few of their childhood experiences they reached Y/N’s house.

     "I should get inside now,” Y/N laughed awkwardly.

     "Yeah - yeah,“ Tom quickly said as if he just came out of a trance. "See you tomorrow,” he added as he turned on his heels. And even though Y/N was relieved that he was leaving, she was a little disappointed. However, she didn’t get to ponder at it, that much because soon she heard laughter coming from inside and she remembered a rock star was in her house right now. Slowly she turned, so that she was facing the door.

     You’ll be fine.

     She thought to herself. And with a deep breath she unlocked the door and walked in.

     At first she saw no one. Neither Clair nor Jake or Iccy and not Harry. But, then she again heard Clair laugh and she realized they were at the kitchen. So, Y/N put on a confident smile before walking towards the kitchen and sure enough they all were at the kitchen. Jake was leaning against the counter eating some chips, Clair was sitting on the chair and the supposed Harry Styles figure was holding Iccy who was licking his face continuously. But as his back was facing Y/N, she actually couldn’t see his face. But,, something just didn’t feel right.

     "Oh look who’s here,“ Clair leapt on to her feet when she saw Y/N. And automatically everyone’s eye turned to her. And even though it was just Jake, Iccy and Harry Styles she felt as if she was standing on a stage and hundreds of people were looking at her. However, Harry himself was more triggering and nerve wracking than. Y/N of course did her research on him saw his pictures. But, she wasn’t expecting this.

     He was a handsome looking lad, no doubt but in real life she realized just how much he looked like the person in her dreams. Even though she actually didn’t see him that very night, but honestly Y/N would never forget about him or how he looked. And Harry specifically looked a lot like him. Y/N didn’t know how, because he had blue eyes and raven hair, and Harry on the other hand had green eyes and was brunette.

     Maybe it was their facial structure? Or maybe it was just his aura or presence. 

     It was his presence. She decided. Both of them had a statement presence, and without even talking to him Y/N knew he was charismatic too.

    And suddenly she was scared and she felt sick. The guy that had been haunting her for past few years was exactly like Harry when she first met him - handsome and charismatic. And even though Y/N had been telling herself that she was fine with the whole thing, she wasn’t quite so sure now. She just wanted to run and hide. But of course she couldn’t.

      Clair placed one of her hand on her back and pushed her a little forward. And Y/N almost felt as if she was in a trance, because she couldn’t quite register what was happening right now. The only think she could care about was just how much Harry looked like him and just how scared she was.

     "This is Y/N,” Clair said. “And Y/N this is Harry.”

     Harry smiled brightly at her, but that didn’t make her feel any better, rather, it made her feel, if possible worse.

     They had the same smile. 

     "Hi, it’s really nice to meet you,“ Harry took out one of his hand for a shake while the other still held Iccy. However, Y/N didn’t move. She didn’t realize it but she was frowning at him and her lips were in a little pout. And even though she never wanted to come off as someone who was judgmental, she looked exactly that - judgmental. But, this time she didn’t care. She just wanted to know if he was going to be exactly like him or not.

     "Sweetie?” Clair nudged her a little making her come out from her trance. She quickly looked at Clair then at Harry and then at his hand.

      “Oh sorry,” she quickly muttered. “Nice to meet you too.”

     And just like Jake and Clair, Y/N knew Harry could tell just how insincere that was. But she truly didn’t care. She quickly let go of his hand. And excused herself and half ran and half walked up the stairs. She quickly shut her door once she reached her room and even though she didn’t cry, her eyes were watery.

     He bought back all of the memories and all of the emotions she was suppressing for the past three years.

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Chapter Three | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N has a dream but, it isn’t like her usual dream

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     “Are you okay?”

     That very night Clair decided to bring Iccy up to Y/N’s room, so she could sleep in her designated place. But, just like Y/N expected it was just an excuse, because after letting Iccy in, Clair invited herself in and sat on the queen sized bed placed in the middle of the room. That time, Y/N was doing her Sexual and Gender Identities assignment with her earphones on. And she didn’t even notice them enter her room, until Clair tapped her on her shoulder and almost gave her a heart attack. And after calming down a little bit, Clair decided to start the conversation, Y/N dreaded.

     “Y/N, are you okay?” Clair asked her again.

     She was silent just like the first time, before she finally replied. “Yeah, I am.”

     That made Clair raise her eye brows. “Y/N, don’t lie.”

      Y/N just let out an exaggerated sigh, as she accepted her defeat. “I don’t know,” she said. “I just don’t know.”

     And to her dismay, her eyes were teary again and the moment Clair noticed them she leapt on to her feet and was hugging her in a second.

      “I want to be okay, though,” she said in a small voice as she blinked away the tears. “It’s been over three years, I don’t wanna be hung up on him, still.”

     “I know darling, I know,” Clair said and sat down on the bed again, but she didn’t let go of Y/N’s hand.

      “I just don’t know, what to do,” she sighed and looked down at her feet.

     “Talk to me, love. Maybe I can help you,” Clair gave her a small smile and honestly Y/N/N felt like her 11 year old self again - completely lost. And just like that time and every other time, Clair was there to help her get herself together. And Y/N wanted to tell her everything, how she was feeling, how Harry reminded her of him, how she still had those dreams but she told her nothing.

     Y/N was grateful to have her – them really. She was happy to have both Jake and Clair in her life, she really was. But, now as a 21 year old, Y/N hated the idea of still relying on them. She was 21, for God’s sake, not 11. And still having to rely on them, made her feel like a burden.

     So, she did what she was best at. She decided to block her out like the very last time. And, even though that hadn’t had ended right, Y/N couldn’t bring herself to make her problems theirs. They already had done enough for her.

     “I think, I’ll be fine,” she finally said, giving Clair a nod along with a small smile.

     “I know, you’ll be fine love,” she said. “But can we help, in any way? Is Harry staying here bothering you? We can still tell him to go, you know?”

     “I’ll be fine, Clair,” she said. “I just need a little time, I guess,” she paused. She didn’t know what she meant by that. She knew three years was a long enough time to move on, but she hadn’t yet.

     Perhaps three more years and she’ll be fine.

    But she didn’t tell that to Clair. However, to clarify her confusion, she added “with Harry.”

    That wasn’t completely a lie. She did need a little time to get used to him living there.

    Now that she came to think about it, she really didn’t need to get used to him. He was after all staying for only two weeks and Y/N was out of the house most of the time and the other times she was in her bedroom, so she could just pretend he wasn’t there. Also, she wouldn’t have to be scared of getting hurt, if she didn’t know him at all.

     Clair nodded, but her concerned eyes were still on her.

    “Okay, then,” she finally said. “But know, we are always there for you.”

     Y/N only nodded. Clair slowly got up, gave a kiss on her forehead before walking out of her room.

     “Good night,” she said.

     “Good night,” Y/N replied and with that Clair shut the door to her room. And just then the reassuring smile Y/N/N had on her face fell and she let out a sigh. She leaned back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling. She didn’t move for a while, she wasn’t thinking about anything in particular either, she just stayed like that, very much like that morning and was just catching her breath.

    Her eyes slowly went to the little puppy asleep on Y/N’s bed instead of her own. This made her smile a little. She slowly got up and decided to tuck her in her own bed before brushing off some of the dog hairs from her bed and getting in herself with her laptop. She finished her assignment and didn’t think about anything other than that and finally around 3 in the morning, she decided to go to sleep.

          Y/N was in a kitchen. There were a lot of screaming, but she didn’t know what they were saying. She was standing at the corner of the room, palms pressed against her ears. She wasn’t crying though, she was just standing there, waiting for it to end. And then someone grabbed her, making her let go of her ears and she was looking at a pair of forest green eyes.

     "Are you even listening?“ Harry screamed.

     Y/N woke up panting and just like the previous day she was sitting on her bed, with sweat dripping down her skin. But unlike the previous day, she was crying.

      Getting dreams like those were usual but that particular dream wasn’t. She had seen that dream before, that exact dream. But, she was expecting a pair of blue eyes, not green. She was expecting him not Harry. 

     And that scared Y/N. That scared her so much. The mere thought, the mere possibility made her heart beat faster than it was already. Her vision was getting blurry and her breathing got harsher and harsher by seconds, and at one point it pained her physically to even breathe. She quickly leaned to her side and opened the second drawer of her bedside table, but her movements were much sloppy, but she managed to pull out the little blue box at the corner of the drawer after knocking few of the stuffs that were resting on the table. She took some shaky but long breathes and, with couple more breathe she calmed down a bit, but her breathing was still harsh. Meanwhile Iccy was pawing Y/N’s leg as she looked at her with her big eyes trying to understand what was happening.

     Y/N slowly ran her hand through her fur as if to say that she was fine while trying to catch her breath. And within a minute or so, her eyes dried up and her breathing came back to normal along with her heart beat. But, she still felt a little light headed.

      She scratched Iccy behind her ears before slowly getting up from her bed. But, the puppy followed her behind.

     "What are you doing?” Y/N asked when she poked her feet with her mouth.

     "I need to shower baby,“ she told her. "Go downstairs.”

      But the puppy didn’t budge. Y/N let out a chuckle, she was too cute. “Okay wait here,” she told her. “I’m going to take a shower.”

     "Stay,“ Y/N said sternly when the puppy continued to follow her, but listening to her command, she quickly sat down. "Good girl,” she praised her before entering her bathroom.

     Y/N quickly took her shower and while she was washing her feet she decided to skip her run.

     Running after a panic attack wasn’t really the best idea.

     It took Y/N about 20 minutes to complete her shower and when she finally came out, surprisingly Iccy was laying in front of the door, just where she had left her. Y/N really was expecting her already downstairs, pestering Clair for her breakfast. But seeing her there, just made Y/N’s day a whole lot better, and she really could used that.

     "Haven’t gone down yet?“ she said.

    Iccy just barked at her as she furiously moved her tail.

     She really loved that puppy. 

      Y/N quickly got ready and walked down the stairs with Iccy following close by.

     "Clair, can you take her to a run today?” She pointed at Iccy who was still attached to her feet. “I think I’m gonna skip today.”

      “Of course, darling,” Clair smiled brightly. “And breakfast’s almost done!”

      Y/N decided to help her prepare it, but when she entered the kitchen she wasn’t quite expecting Harry making the omelets. And before she knew the image that she had seen of his, in her dream flashed in front of her eyes. But, she pushed the it away as soon as it came.

     It was just a dream, she told herself. Even though she wasn’t quite sure. After all none of them were ‘just a dream’.

      “Hey, good morning Y/N,” Harry smiled at her once he noticed her.

    She wasn’t expecting that either. At least not after yesterday. She knew she came off quite rude last night. And even though, she really didn’t think how he’ll react the next time they met, this wasn’t clearly any of the reactions Y/N would’ve imagined.

    Y/N knew, she had decided that she’d pretend he didn’t exist, but that time she just couldn’t bring herself to pretend he wasn’t there. So, she slowly muttered a 'good morning’ and honestly she wasn’t sure if Harry heard it. But, when he looked at her and smiled again, she knew he did.

     "Y/N, can you toast the breads for me? I’ll go water the flowers and give Iccy some food,“ Clair told her making her eyes go wide. She was about to say, she could do those things while Clair did the toasts but she had already left leaving Y/N gaping at her.

    She even saw Harry looking at her, but it was just for a second. He quickly returned his gaze to the eggs.

    You’ll be fine. Harry wasn’t him and that dream- was just a dream.

     She sighed and slowly walked towards where Harry was standing. The toaster and the bread was just next to him. She started to do what she was asked to do, but with every passing second, she could feel the air getting heavier and heavier.

    Just pretend he wasn’t there.

    Harry definitely had a different idea. Because he cleared his throat and before he even said anything, Y/N knew he was going to start some small talks. And boy, was Y/N bad at that.

     "We really didn’t get to talk much last night,” he said confidently and quite cheerfully.

     Out of everything, he really had to talk about that.

     "Would you-”

     Before he could finish Y/N spoke. “I was quite rude, yesterday. I know.”

     "No it’s fine, it looked as if you were in a hurry.“

     "I was- well kinda,” she shrugged. She was in a hurry to get away from him, really. Or else, she would have thrown up. “But, still I’m sorry. I was rude.”

     This made him smile at her. “It’s no problem really.”

     And it was silent again, however this silence wasn’t as bad as the last one. If Y/N was honest, it wasn’t painful at all.

     "So, I heard you read in Newcastle University,“ that silence wasn’t that long either.

     "Yeah,” she replied.

     "What are you studying?“

     "Humanities and Social science.”

     Harry hummed.

    In her mind, his image from her dream kept flashing and it was telling her to just keep her distance from him, but she just felt it was rude not to continue this conversation or ask him something in return.

      So, she continued. “How do you know Jake?”

     "He was friends with Felix - Felix Mallard, you know him?“

     "Yeah, I met him.” She had more than just met him. She knew him since she was in middle school.

     "Well, I know Jake through him,“ Harry said. “They are pretty good friends, right?” he asked her making her nod.

    “What are you doing here in Australia?” Y/N asked him before she could stop herself.

    “I’m meeting my new producer, he couldn’t go to England so I decided to just come here and talk to him. Needed to start the album as soon as I could.”

    Y/N nodded again, as she took out the first two toasted bread out of the toaster.

    “So, are you meeting him today?” she asked.

    “Yeah.”

    “Jake said the studio is just down the street,” she said.

    “Uhhh, a little far from that,” he let out a little laugh.

    Y/N froze on her spot. That laugh.

    “No, I don’t like it,” Y/N puckered her face at the taste of the butterscotch ice cream.

    “What do you mean, it’s the best flavor!” he said in disbelieve.

    “Eh, strawberry is the best,” she said. “Chocolate or Vanilla even.”

    “Basically every flavor other than butterscotch.”

    Y/N was silent for a while before shrugging.

      And there was that little laugh. Y/N didn’t know why, but Harry’s laugh was so similar to his and she didn’t know how. They didn’t have any similarities, they looked nothing like each other, and they didn’t have a similar voice or a laugh, for that matter. They were literal polar opposite but yet his presence.

     His personality - everything about Harry reminded her of him.

    Maybe that was just a warning.

    Y/N had always been told to believe in her gut feeling. And even though, she wasn’t too keen in believing them. With time, she learned that they were true. But, now she didn’t even know if it was her gut feeling or if it was just her brain, making things up.

    Now if she thought about it, gut feelings were more or less like that.

    "Okay, you kids now sit, I’ll do the rest,” Clair’s voice suddenly snapped her out of her thoughts.

    Of course none of them really sat down, rather they continued to help Clair. And when they were done, they sat down and had their breakfast together.

    That day, Jake wasn’t with them as he had to leave early for work. That wasn’t really uncommon.

     Clair kept the conversation going most of the time, Harry piped in to share his own story here and there and Y/N talked once in a while. She mainly nodded and smiled to their stories, but her mind wasn’t really there. All she could think of was ‘why?’

     And she really couldn’t find the answer to that question in that 30 minutes of their breakfast, but one thing that she was sure about, was that Harry was a big ‘no’. And pretending he didn’t exist was the best option.

    So, when he had asked her, if she wanted a ride when she was leaving she just muttered a ‘no’ and without looking back at him at all she walked out of the house.

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Chapter Four | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N starts to really like someone

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    Y/N at that point really didn’t care how Harry was in person. But, treating him like the way that she was treating him, really made her feel bad.

    The day she decided, it was best to keep her distance from him, that very night Clair and Jake had to go to an office party, leaving Y/N and Harry alone. Jake and Clair did ask her if she’d be fine and of course she lied and said ‘yes’. And she would’ve been fine, only if Harry came home 5 minutes later. Y/N was in the kitchen then, eating the food Clair had made for them and just to avoid Harry, Y/N was planning to just take it up to her room. However, Harry entered the house when she just started to take the foods in her plate. And of course, Harry chirpily greeted her and started a conversation asking her, how her day was. Y/N muttered something -she herself has no idea what- without even looking at him and left for her room leaving him confused.

    The next time was the very next morning. Y/N had come down stairs and was searching for Iccy to go on her run, but when she got downstairs, not only Iccy was ready or her run, Harry was too. Being there for three days, Harry figured out Y/N went on a run almost every morning. So, he decided it was a good idea to go on a run together. After all Harry was new and knew few to no roads. Harry was hopeful that Y/N  would say ‘yes’ but she turned him down telling him she was just going to do yoga, and Y/N was sure even Iccy could tell she was lying. But Harry brushed it off and took Iccy with him. And, if Y/N was honest she wasn’t too keen with Iccy getting close to him, but she let them go because she really didn’t want to come off as a bitch.

    Today was Harry’s fourth day of staying there, and Y/N had gotten an idea of his schedule. He woke up around 6 – probably, she just assumed it, came out of his room around 6:30. Went out around 8:45 and came back home around 10 at night. So, Y/N didn’t find any way to completely avoid seeing him in the morning, but to decrease her amount of time of seeing him, she made sure to go on her run at 6:15 sharp, and come back around 7:15. However, she still had to have breakfast with him. There was no way avoiding him then. But, she managed to completely avoid him last night. He came back around 10, maybe even 11 and Y/N decided that until he was gone, she’d hibernate in her room after 9.

   That very morning Harry did greet her and did try to start a conversation. But, Y/N just gave him the shortest replies she could manage. And, honestly Y/N felt bad acting like that. But it was for the best. And thankfully, it wasn’t that awkward that morning and Y/N didn’t have to lie that much either, as both Clair and Jake was there and they were the most talkative (and cute) couple Y/N knew of.  

      It was 3 pm. Y/N sat in her college library. The Rise and Fall of the Ancient Egypt by Toby Wilkinson laid in front of her, as Y/N’s eyes scanned each line of the page 20.

    She took out that book from the library self just half an hour ago and so far she was liking it. She had this book in her reading list for a while, but she never really got around and actually read it. But, just yesterday when she mentioned it to Tom, Tom specifically said the book was no good. So, Y/N took it upon herself and decided to find out what was so wrong with it. And Y/N, kind of understood why he didn’t like it.

     Y/N had been doing her research on the ancient Egypt - for no reason at all- for a month now. So, she had already read a plenty of books and read a plenty of online articles. So, she more or less knew what happened. And reading The Rise and Fall of the Ancient Egypt, she realized it was just an overview of the vast period of time. And the details there were non-existent. But, she still did learn a few things.

    And while she was reading about Tutankhamun, she felt someone sit beside her and looking up she realized it was Tom.

    “Of course you’re reading the book, I told you not to read,” he whispered.

    “Wanted to find out myself, what was so wrong with it,” she said as she returned her gaze back on the book.

  These past few days, Y/N tried her best to avoid Harry and while she did that at home, at college she found herself spending more and more time with Tom. And Emelia being Emelia, she always excused herself when Tom decided to join them leaving Y/N and him alone. At first it was awkward, she was kind of awkward and she really didn’t know what to do and what not to do. Besides, her stomach had so many butterflies she felt she’d throw up. Thanks to God, she never did. And, thanks to God she got more comfortable around him with time.

    Tom was quite different than her. He was more outgoing and social, very much not like Y/N. But at the same time, they had their similarities. They both liked books and they both were in to history. So, even though Y/N didn’t like to talk about her personal life, she still had a lot of books and lot of eras to talk about.

    The second day when they met again at the coffee shop, they did start to talk about their own life. Well, most of the time Tom was talking about his life. His life growing up in Russia, why he decided to move out and about his mother and his little sister and how much he missed them. But then he decided to talk about some funny incident when they were child. But, Y/N on the other hand just listened and when Tom asked her about her life, she just brushed it off. Tom probably took the hint and understood she didn’t want to talk about it and Y/N was thankful for that. And that somewhat made her like him more.

     “I never said, something was wrong with it,” Tom whispered back. “I said, it just didn’t have that much information and that it was over rated.”

    Y/N did kind of agree with it. But, at the same time she thought it was good book for a beginner. But, Y/N said nothing rather she continued reading. Tom didn’t say anything either, he just took out his laptop from his bag and started to type- pretty fast in Y/N’s opinion.

     It was silent again, except some chattering in distance and the typing sound from Tom’s keyboard.

    “Want to grab a coffee, after class?” he asked her once the bell rang, indicating Y/N of her class.

    “Sure,” Y/N smiled before walking out.

    “You’ve already got yourself a date with him!” Emelia exclaimed once Y/N mentioned she was meeting Tom for a coffee.

    “It’s not a date,” she said.

    “Of course it is!”

    Y/N rolled her eyes. “I’m still mad at you for not introducing him to me before,” she said. “Hell, I didn’t even know you knew him!”

    “Hey, I resigned from setting you up with dudes, a long time ago,” she put her hands up in a defense, making Y/N playfully roll her eyes.

    No one said anything for a while as they walked out of the college campus. The sun was setting then, making the sky glow in a light shade of pink and orange.

    “So, you’re agreeing, it’s a date?” Em started again, making Y/N chuckle.

     “No, it’s not,” before she could say anything else Em jumped in.

    “Then what is it?” she asked.

   “I don’t know-“

  “Then it is a date,” she concluded.

  “It’s not!” Y/N exclaimed. “it’s kinda like a friends-date, I guess.”

    Em scoffed. “I don’t know, why you’re friend zoning your crush.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “But, okay!”

    “Anyways, I’ll let you go then,” she said further. “I have my own date today.”

    This made Y/N turn her head and look at her curiously. “Really?”

    Em broke into a fits of laugh. “No, you dumbass. I’m still sad from my break up, you know.” She pouted at her, making Y/N shake her head.

     “Sure you are,” she said sarcastically. “How’s Valerie by the way?” This made Emelia groan.

    “Oh, c’mon!”

    “’Oh, c’mon’ what?” Y/N said. “You’ve been crushing over her since forever. Also, she only has a year left, right? Your time is running out.”

    Emelia groaned some more. “I know!”

    Valerie was Emelia’s roommate and her crush since first year. But, she never got courage to actually ask her out but while doing that she somehow found Jason- a complete douchebag in Y/N’s opinion.

    Y/N and Emelia parted their ways after a while. Y/N went to the coffee shop and Emelia went to her dorm.

    Y/N slowly made her way into the café and sat down at her usual sit. She decided to read the same book that she was reading before, while she waited.

    “Again reading that book?” a thick accented voice made Y/N tear her eyes from the page and look up. Unsurprisingly, it was Tom.

    “Just trying to finish it.”

    Tom hummed as Y/N slowly shut the book and pushed it aside.

     “Haven’t ordered yet?”

    “No, was kind of waiting for you.”

     With that they both ordered their drinks. Y/N went for her regular hot chocolate while Tom ordered cold coffee. And soon they began to talk. Just like their first time alone, they started with Ancient Egypt and slowly the conversation got more personal. And just like that day, Tom was the one who was speaking and Y/N was the one who was listening. And, it was fine by Y/N, really. She liked to listen. However, Tom had different plans.

     "Okay, enough about me,“ he said. "Tell me something about yourself.”

      Y/N awkwardly laughed. “I really don’t have anything to say.”

      “Oh c'mon, you just don’t wanna tell me.”

      Well, that was true and not true the same time. Y/N did want to tell him about her life, but at the same time, she wasn’t comfortable enough to talk about it, with him. Besides, it was too depressing and she really didn’t want to ruin their mood. 

      “Anything?” Tom asked again, when she was silent for a while.

      “Well, I live with my aunt and uncle right now,” Y/N started and she so wished that he wouldn’t ask her about her parents or why she was living with them. “And, I have a little puppy.”

      “There we go, wasn’t that hard, was it?” he exclaimed before speaking further. “What breed is your dog, by the way? I have ten dogs back home, did I mention?”

      Y/N chuckled a little. She was grateful, Tom didn’t ask her about her parents. He probably sensed that she didn’t want to talk about it. “A Samoyed and yeah you mentioned.”

      “How old is it?”

      “She’s five months- almost six months now.”

      Tom nodded. “Where did you get her from? Is she adopted or pet shop?”

      “This adoption center. I think it’s called Pet Wellness,” Y/N said making Tom nod again.

     “I’m actually planning on adopting, I think I’ll be pretty lonely when I move out,” he chuckled.

     Tom was planning on moving out of the house he was sharing with few of his year mate, at the end of this year.

     “Well, I’ll ask Clair about it.”

     This made Tom raise his eyebrows and she realized, she had never told him who Clair was.

     “My aunt,” she said making Jake nod understandingly.

      “So, how long have you been living here in Australia?" he asked.

       Y/N had mentioned the yesterday that she was half American, when Tom was telling her, how his dad was Australian and his mother was Russian.

       "Since I was 11,” that made her furrow his eye brows a little.

       "With your uncle and aunt?“

       Y/N nodded. She could tell, Tom really did want to ask her her life back in America and why she moved here but, he was stopping himself, and Y/N appreciated that 

       "So, you have any uncle or aunt?” and Y/N decided to make him the speaker again.

       Around 7. Y/N realized it was time for her to head back home. And of course Tom was on his feet to walk with her and drop her off. And just like before, Tom was speaking and Y/N was listening. And with each story she started to like him more and more. He was sweet and understanding and cute- to say the least. And, the thing she liked most about him was that he wasn’t pushy

       "Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow,“ Tom said once they reached the front of her house.

    “Okay, bye,” she smiled making Tom shoot her a grin before turning on his heels.

    Y/N smiled to herself before turning around herself. She really started to like him.

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Chapter Four | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N starts to really like someone

Two Weeks Masterlist

    Y/N at that point really didn’t care how Harry was in person. But, treating him like the way that she was treating him, really made her feel bad.

    The day she decided, it was best to keep her distance from him, that very night Clair and Jake had to go to an office party, leaving Y/N and Harry alone. Jake and Clair did ask her if she’d be fine and of course she lied and said ‘yes’. And she would’ve been fine, only if Harry came home 5 minutes later. Y/N was in the kitchen then, eating the food Clair had made for them and just to avoid Harry, Y/N was planning to just take it up to her room. However, Harry entered the house when she just started to take the foods in her plate. And of course, Harry chirpily greeted her and started a conversation asking her, how her day was. Y/N muttered something -she herself has no idea what- without even looking at him and left for her room leaving him confused.

    The next time was the very next morning. Y/N had come down stairs and was searching for Iccy to go on her run, but when she got downstairs, not only Iccy was ready or her run, Harry was too. Being there for three days, Harry figured out Y/N went on a run almost every morning. So, he decided it was a good idea to go on a run together. After all Harry was new and knew few to no roads. Harry was hopeful that Y/N  would say ‘yes’ but she turned him down telling him she was just going to do yoga, and Y/N was sure even Iccy could tell she was lying. But Harry brushed it off and took Iccy with him. And, if Y/N was honest she wasn’t too keen with Iccy getting close to him, but she let them go because she really didn’t want to come off as a bitch.

    Today was Harry’s fourth day of staying there, and Y/N had gotten an idea of his schedule. He woke up around 6 – probably, she just assumed it, came out of his room around 6:30. Went out around 8:45 and came back home around 10 at night. So, Y/N didn’t find any way to completely avoid seeing him in the morning, but to decrease her amount of time of seeing him, she made sure to go on her run at 6:15 sharp, and come back around 7:15. However, she still had to have breakfast with him. There was no way avoiding him then. But, she managed to completely avoid him last night. He came back around 10, maybe even 11 and Y/N decided that until he was gone, she’d hibernate in her room after 9.

   That very morning Harry did greet her and did try to start a conversation. But, Y/N just gave him the shortest replies she could manage. And, honestly Y/N felt bad acting like that. But it was for the best. And thankfully, it wasn’t that awkward that morning and Y/N didn’t have to lie that much either, as both Clair and Jake was there and they were the most talkative (and cute) couple Y/N knew of.  

      It was 3 pm. Y/N sat in her college library. The Rise and Fall of the Ancient Egypt by Toby Wilkinson laid in front of her, as Y/N’s eyes scanned each line of the page 20.

    She took out that book from the library self just half an hour ago and so far she was liking it. She had this book in her reading list for a while, but she never really got around and actually read it. But, just yesterday when she mentioned it to Tom, Tom specifically said the book was no good. So, Y/N took it upon herself and decided to find out what was so wrong with it. And Y/N, kind of understood why he didn’t like it.

     Y/N had been doing her research on the ancient Egypt - for no reason at all- for a month now. So, she had already read a plenty of books and read a plenty of online articles. So, she more or less knew what happened. And reading The Rise and Fall of the Ancient Egypt, she realized it was just an overview of the vast period of time. And the details there were non-existent. But, she still did learn a few things.

    And while she was reading about Tutankhamun, she felt someone sit beside her and looking up she realized it was Tom.

    “Of course you’re reading the book, I told you not to read,” he whispered.

    “Wanted to find out myself, what was so wrong with it,” she said as she returned her gaze back on the book.

  These past few days, Y/N tried her best to avoid Harry and while she did that at home, at college she found herself spending more and more time with Tom. And Emelia being Emelia, she always excused herself when Tom decided to join them leaving Y/N and him alone. At first it was awkward, she was kind of awkward and she really didn’t know what to do and what not to do. Besides, her stomach had so many butterflies she felt she’d throw up. Thanks to God, she never did. And, thanks to God she got more comfortable around him with time.

    Tom was quite different than her. He was more outgoing and social, very much not like Y/N. But at the same time, they had their similarities. They both liked books and they both were in to history. So, even though Y/N didn’t like to talk about her personal life, she still had a lot of books and lot of eras to talk about.

    The second day when they met again at the coffee shop, they did start to talk about their own life. Well, most of the time Tom was talking about his life. His life growing up in Russia, why he decided to move out and about his mother and his little sister and how much he missed them. But then he decided to talk about some funny incident when they were child. But, Y/N on the other hand just listened and when Tom asked her about her life, she just brushed it off. Tom probably took the hint and understood she didn’t want to talk about it and Y/N was thankful for that. And that somewhat made her like him more.

     “I never said, something was wrong with it,” Tom whispered back. “I said, it just didn’t have that much information and that it was over rated.”

    Y/N did kind of agree with it. But, at the same time she thought it was good book for a beginner. But, Y/N said nothing rather she continued reading. Tom didn’t say anything either, he just took out his laptop from his bag and started to type- pretty fast in Y/N’s opinion.

     It was silent again, except some chattering in distance and the typing sound from Tom’s keyboard.

    “Want to grab a coffee, after class?” he asked her once the bell rang, indicating Y/N of her class.

    “Sure,” Y/N smiled before walking out.

    “You’ve already got yourself a date with him!” Emelia exclaimed once Y/N mentioned she was meeting Tom for a coffee.

    “It’s not a date,” she said.

    “Of course it is!”

    Y/N rolled her eyes. “I’m still mad at you for not introducing him to me before,” she said. “Hell, I didn’t even know you knew him!”

    “Hey, I resigned from setting you up with dudes, a long time ago,” she put her hands up in a defense, making Y/N playfully roll her eyes.

    No one said anything for a while as they walked out of the college campus. The sun was setting then, making the sky glow in a light shade of pink and orange.

    “So, you’re agreeing, it’s a date?” Em started again, making Y/N chuckle.

     “No, it’s not,” before she could say anything else Em jumped in.

    “Then what is it?” she asked.

   “I don’t know-“

  “Then it is a date,” she concluded.

  “It’s not!” Y/N exclaimed. “it’s kinda like a friends-date, I guess.”

    Em scoffed. “I don’t know, why you’re friend zoning your crush.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “But, okay!”

    “Anyways, I’ll let you go then,” she said further. “I have my own date today.”

    This made Y/N turn her head and look at her curiously. “Really?”

    Em broke into a fits of laugh. “No, you dumbass. I’m still sad from my break up, you know.” She pouted at her, making Y/N shake her head.

     “Sure you are,” she said sarcastically. “How’s Valerie by the way?” This made Emelia groan.

    “Oh, c’mon!”

    “’Oh, c’mon’ what?” Y/N said. “You’ve been crushing over her since forever. Also, she only has a year left, right? Your time is running out.”

    Emelia groaned some more. “I know!”

    Valerie was Emelia’s roommate and her crush since first year. But, she never got courage to actually ask her out but while doing that she somehow found Jason- a complete douchebag in Y/N’s opinion.

    Y/N and Emelia parted their ways after a while. Y/N went to the coffee shop and Emelia went to her dorm.

    Y/N slowly made her way into the café and sat down at her usual sit. She decided to read the same book that she was reading before, while she waited.

    “Again reading that book?” a thick accented voice made Y/N tear her eyes from the page and look up. Unsurprisingly, it was Tom.

    “Just trying to finish it.”

    Tom hummed as Y/N slowly shut the book and pushed it aside.

     “Haven’t ordered yet?”

    “No, was kind of waiting for you.”

     With that they both ordered their drinks. Y/N went for her regular hot chocolate while Tom ordered cold coffee. And soon they began to talk. Just like their first time alone, they started with Ancient Egypt and slowly the conversation got more personal. And just like that day, Tom was the one who was speaking and Y/N was the one who was listening. And, it was fine by Y/N, really. She liked to listen. However, Tom had different plans.

     "Okay, enough about me,“ he said. "Tell me something about yourself.”

      Y/N awkwardly laughed. “I really don’t have anything to say.”

      “Oh c'mon, you just don’t wanna tell me.”

      Well, that was true and not true the same time. Y/N did want to tell him about her life, but at the same time, she wasn’t comfortable enough to talk about it, with him. Besides, it was too depressing and she really didn’t want to ruin their mood. 

      “Anything?” Tom asked again, when she was silent for a while.

      “Well, I live with my aunt and uncle right now,” Y/N started and she so wished that he wouldn’t ask her about her parents or why she was living with them. “And, I have a little puppy.”

      “There we go, wasn’t that hard, was it?” he exclaimed before speaking further. “What breed is your dog, by the way? I have ten dogs back home, did I mention?”

      Y/N chuckled a little. She was grateful, Tom didn’t ask her about her parents. He probably sensed that she didn’t want to talk about it. “A Samoyed and yeah you mentioned.”

      “How old is it?”

      “She’s five months- almost six months now.”

      Tom nodded. “Where did you get her from? Is she adopted or pet shop?”

      “This adoption center. I think it’s called Pet Wellness,” Y/N said making Tom nod again.

     “I’m actually planning on adopting, I think I’ll be pretty lonely when I move out,” he chuckled.

     Tom was planning on moving out of the house he was sharing with few of his year mate, at the end of this year.

     “Well, I’ll ask Clair about it.”

     This made Tom raise his eyebrows and she realized, she had never told him who Clair was.

     “My aunt,” she said making Jake nod understandingly.

      “So, how long have you been living here in Australia?" he asked.

       Y/N had mentioned the yesterday that she was half American, when Tom was telling her, how his dad was Australian and his mother was Russian.

       "Since I was 11,” that made her furrow his eye brows a little.

       "With your uncle and aunt?“

       Y/N nodded. She could tell, Tom really did want to ask her her life back in America and why she moved here but, he was stopping himself, and Y/N appreciated that 

       "So, you have any uncle or aunt?” and Y/N decided to make him the speaker again.

       Around 7. Y/N realized it was time for her to head back home. And of course Tom was on his feet to walk with her and drop her off. And just like before, Tom was speaking and Y/N was listening. And with each story she started to like him more and more. He was sweet and understanding and cute- to say the least. And, the thing she liked most about him was that he wasn’t pushy

       "Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow,“ Tom said once they reached the front of her house.

    “Okay, bye,” she smiled making Tom shoot her a grin before turning on his heels.

    Y/N smiled to herself before turning around herself. She really started to like him.

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Chapter Three | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N has a dream but, it isn’t like her usual dream

Two Weeks Masterlist

     “Are you okay?”

     That very night Clair decided to bring Iccy up to Y/N’s room, so she could sleep in her designated place. But, just like Y/N expected it was just an excuse, because after letting Iccy in, Clair invited herself in and sat on the queen sized bed placed in the middle of the room. That time, Y/N was doing her Sexual and Gender Identities assignment with her earphones on. And she didn’t even notice them enter her room, until Clair tapped her on her shoulder and almost gave her a heart attack. And after calming down a little bit, Clair decided to start the conversation, Y/N dreaded.

     “Y/N, are you okay?” Clair asked her again.

     She was silent just like the first time, before she finally replied. “Yeah, I am.”

     That made Clair raise her eye brows. “Y/N, don’t lie.”

      Y/N just let out an exaggerated sigh, as she accepted her defeat. “I don’t know,” she said. “I just don’t know.”

     And to her dismay, her eyes were teary again and the moment Clair noticed them she leapt on to her feet and was hugging her in a second.

      “I want to be okay, though,” she said in a small voice as she blinked away the tears. “It’s been over three years, I don’t wanna be hung up on him, still.”

     “I know darling, I know,” Clair said and sat down on the bed again, but she didn’t let go of Y/N’s hand.

      “I just don’t know, what to do,” she sighed and looked down at her feet.

     “Talk to me, love. Maybe I can help you,” Clair gave her a small smile and honestly Y/N/N felt like her 11 year old self again - completely lost. And just like that time and every other time, Clair was there to help her get herself together. And Y/N wanted to tell her everything, how she was feeling, how Harry reminded her of him, how she still had those dreams but she told her nothing.

     Y/N was grateful to have her – them really. She was happy to have both Jake and Clair in her life, she really was. But, now as a 21 year old, Y/N hated the idea of still relying on them. She was 21, for God’s sake, not 11. And still having to rely on them, made her feel like a burden.

     So, she did what she was best at. She decided to block her out like the very last time. And, even though that hadn’t had ended right, Y/N couldn’t bring herself to make her problems theirs. They already had done enough for her.

     “I think, I’ll be fine,” she finally said, giving Clair a nod along with a small smile.

     “I know, you’ll be fine love,” she said. “But can we help, in any way? Is Harry staying here bothering you? We can still tell him to go, you know?”

     “I’ll be fine, Clair,” she said. “I just need a little time, I guess,” she paused. She didn’t know what she meant by that. She knew three years was a long enough time to move on, but she hadn’t yet.

     Perhaps three more years and she’ll be fine.

    But she didn’t tell that to Clair. However, to clarify her confusion, she added “with Harry.”

    That wasn’t completely a lie. She did need a little time to get used to him living there.

    Now that she came to think about it, she really didn’t need to get used to him. He was after all staying for only two weeks and Y/N was out of the house most of the time and the other times she was in her bedroom, so she could just pretend he wasn’t there. Also, she wouldn’t have to be scared of getting hurt, if she didn’t know him at all.

     Clair nodded, but her concerned eyes were still on her.

    “Okay, then,” she finally said. “But know, we are always there for you.”

     Y/N only nodded. Clair slowly got up, gave a kiss on her forehead before walking out of her room.

     “Good night,” she said.

     “Good night,” Y/N replied and with that Clair shut the door to her room. And just then the reassuring smile Y/N/N had on her face fell and she let out a sigh. She leaned back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling. She didn’t move for a while, she wasn’t thinking about anything in particular either, she just stayed like that, very much like that morning and was just catching her breath.

    Her eyes slowly went to the little puppy asleep on Y/N’s bed instead of her own. This made her smile a little. She slowly got up and decided to tuck her in her own bed before brushing off some of the dog hairs from her bed and getting in herself with her laptop. She finished her assignment and didn’t think about anything other than that and finally around 3 in the morning, she decided to go to sleep.

          Y/N was in a kitchen. There were a lot of screaming, but she didn’t know what they were saying. She was standing at the corner of the room, palms pressed against her ears. She wasn’t crying though, she was just standing there, waiting for it to end. And then someone grabbed her, making her let go of her ears and she was looking at a pair of forest green eyes.

     "Are you even listening?“ Harry screamed.

     Y/N woke up panting and just like the previous day she was sitting on her bed, with sweat dripping down her skin. But unlike the previous day, she was crying.

      Getting dreams like those were usual but that particular dream wasn’t. She had seen that dream before, that exact dream. But, she was expecting a pair of blue eyes, not green. She was expecting him not Harry. 

     And that scared Y/N. That scared her so much. The mere thought, the mere possibility made her heart beat faster than it was already. Her vision was getting blurry and her breathing got harsher and harsher by seconds, and at one point it pained her physically to even breathe. She quickly leaned to her side and opened the second drawer of her bedside table, but her movements were much sloppy, but she managed to pull out the little blue box at the corner of the drawer after knocking few of the stuffs that were resting on the table. She took some shaky but long breathes and, with couple more breathe she calmed down a bit, but her breathing was still harsh. Meanwhile Iccy was pawing Y/N’s leg as she looked at her with her big eyes trying to understand what was happening.

     Y/N slowly ran her hand through her fur as if to say that she was fine while trying to catch her breath. And within a minute or so, her eyes dried up and her breathing came back to normal along with her heart beat. But, she still felt a little light headed.

      She scratched Iccy behind her ears before slowly getting up from her bed. But, the puppy followed her behind.

     "What are you doing?” Y/N asked when she poked her feet with her mouth.

     "I need to shower baby,“ she told her. "Go downstairs.”

      But the puppy didn’t budge. Y/N let out a chuckle, she was too cute. “Okay wait here,” she told her. “I’m going to take a shower.”

     "Stay,“ Y/N said sternly when the puppy continued to follow her, but listening to her command, she quickly sat down. "Good girl,” she praised her before entering her bathroom.

     Y/N quickly took her shower and while she was washing her feet she decided to skip her run.

     Running after a panic attack wasn’t really the best idea.

     It took Y/N about 20 minutes to complete her shower and when she finally came out, surprisingly Iccy was laying in front of the door, just where she had left her. Y/N really was expecting her already downstairs, pestering Clair for her breakfast. But seeing her there, just made Y/N’s day a whole lot better, and she really could used that.

     "Haven’t gone down yet?“ she said.

    Iccy just barked at her as she furiously moved her tail.

     She really loved that puppy. 

      Y/N quickly got ready and walked down the stairs with Iccy following close by.

     "Clair, can you take her to a run today?” She pointed at Iccy who was still attached to her feet. “I think I’m gonna skip today.”

      “Of course, darling,” Clair smiled brightly. “And breakfast’s almost done!”

      Y/N decided to help her prepare it, but when she entered the kitchen she wasn’t quite expecting Harry making the omelets. And before she knew the image that she had seen of his, in her dream flashed in front of her eyes. But, she pushed the it away as soon as it came.

     It was just a dream, she told herself. Even though she wasn’t quite sure. After all none of them were ‘just a dream’.

      “Hey, good morning Y/N,” Harry smiled at her once he noticed her.

    She wasn’t expecting that either. At least not after yesterday. She knew she came off quite rude last night. And even though, she really didn’t think how he’ll react the next time they met, this wasn’t clearly any of the reactions Y/N would’ve imagined.

    Y/N knew, she had decided that she’d pretend he didn’t exist, but that time she just couldn’t bring herself to pretend he wasn’t there. So, she slowly muttered a 'good morning’ and honestly she wasn’t sure if Harry heard it. But, when he looked at her and smiled again, she knew he did.

     "Y/N, can you toast the breads for me? I’ll go water the flowers and give Iccy some food,“ Clair told her making her eyes go wide. She was about to say, she could do those things while Clair did the toasts but she had already left leaving Y/N gaping at her.

    She even saw Harry looking at her, but it was just for a second. He quickly returned his gaze to the eggs.

    You’ll be fine. Harry wasn’t him and that dream- was just a dream.

     She sighed and slowly walked towards where Harry was standing. The toaster and the bread was just next to him. She started to do what she was asked to do, but with every passing second, she could feel the air getting heavier and heavier.

    Just pretend he wasn’t there.

    Harry definitely had a different idea. Because he cleared his throat and before he even said anything, Y/N knew he was going to start some small talks. And boy, was Y/N bad at that.

     "We really didn’t get to talk much last night,” he said confidently and quite cheerfully.

     Out of everything, he really had to talk about that.

     "Would you-”

     Before he could finish Y/N spoke. “I was quite rude, yesterday. I know.”

     "No it’s fine, it looked as if you were in a hurry.“

     "I was- well kinda,” she shrugged. She was in a hurry to get away from him, really. Or else, she would have thrown up. “But, still I’m sorry. I was rude.”

     This made him smile at her. “It’s no problem really.”

     And it was silent again, however this silence wasn’t as bad as the last one. If Y/N was honest, it wasn’t painful at all.

     "So, I heard you read in Newcastle University,“ that silence wasn’t that long either.

     "Yeah,” she replied.

     "What are you studying?“

     "Humanities and Social science.”

     Harry hummed.

    In her mind, his image from her dream kept flashing and it was telling her to just keep her distance from him, but she just felt it was rude not to continue this conversation or ask him something in return.

      So, she continued. “How do you know Jake?”

     "He was friends with Felix - Felix Mallard, you know him?“

     "Yeah, I met him.” She had more than just met him. She knew him since she was in middle school.

     "Well, I know Jake through him,“ Harry said. “They are pretty good friends, right?” he asked her making her nod.

    “What are you doing here in Australia?” Y/N asked him before she could stop herself.

    “I’m meeting my new producer, he couldn’t go to England so I decided to just come here and talk to him. Needed to start the album as soon as I could.”

    Y/N nodded again, as she took out the first two toasted bread out of the toaster.

    “So, are you meeting him today?” she asked.

    “Yeah.”

    “Jake said the studio is just down the street,” she said.

    “Uhhh, a little far from that,” he let out a little laugh.

    Y/N froze on her spot. That laugh.

    “No, I don’t like it,” Y/N puckered her face at the taste of the butterscotch ice cream.

    “What do you mean, it’s the best flavor!” he said in disbelieve.

    “Eh, strawberry is the best,” she said. “Chocolate or Vanilla even.”

    “Basically every flavor other than butterscotch.”

    Y/N was silent for a while before shrugging.

      And there was that little laugh. Y/N didn’t know why, but Harry’s laugh was so similar to his and she didn’t know how. They didn’t have any similarities, they looked nothing like each other, and they didn’t have a similar voice or a laugh, for that matter. They were literal polar opposite but yet his presence.

     His personality - everything about Harry reminded her of him.

    Maybe that was just a warning.

    Y/N had always been told to believe in her gut feeling. And even though, she wasn’t too keen in believing them. With time, she learned that they were true. But, now she didn’t even know if it was her gut feeling or if it was just her brain, making things up.

    Now if she thought about it, gut feelings were more or less like that.

    "Okay, you kids now sit, I’ll do the rest,” Clair’s voice suddenly snapped her out of her thoughts.

    Of course none of them really sat down, rather they continued to help Clair. And when they were done, they sat down and had their breakfast together.

    That day, Jake wasn’t with them as he had to leave early for work. That wasn’t really uncommon.

     Clair kept the conversation going most of the time, Harry piped in to share his own story here and there and Y/N talked once in a while. She mainly nodded and smiled to their stories, but her mind wasn’t really there. All she could think of was ‘why?’

     And she really couldn’t find the answer to that question in that 30 minutes of their breakfast, but one thing that she was sure about, was that Harry was a big ‘no’. And pretending he didn’t exist was the best option.

    So, when he had asked her, if she wanted a ride when she was leaving she just muttered a ‘no’ and without looking back at him at all she walked out of the house.

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Chapter Two | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Y/N meets Harry for the first time and she feels sick.

Two Weeks Masterlist

     Y/N was scared. She was running down the stairs -fast and she was crying. Someone was screaming behind her and she just wanted to get away from them. And she was almost out, the main door was just there. But then she heard a crash. A vase – it was thrown just at the wall next to her. Even though she was startled by it she didn’t stop, and she was almost out but then someone caught her by both of her arms.

     And before Y/N could see his face again, she woke up.

     Y/N sighed as she knuckled her eyes, before wiping the sweat from her forehead. Her pajama was sticking to her body and drops of sweats were still running down her neck and down to her chest.

    She slowly swept her feet to the side and just sat there for few minutes. Her eyes automatically drifted to the little puppy snoring in its little bed, but her mind wasn’t busy thinking about her at all, or how cute she was or how much she loved her. No, she was trying to catch her breath, and honestly it wasn’t that hard. She knew exactly what to do on mornings like this. She after all had a morning exactly like this a day before and she had been having a morning like this every other day since she was 11, it wasn’t really that unusual. 

     However, even though it wasn’t unusual, it never got easy. Sure, she didn’t became a complete crying mess after seeing them but she’d still wake up sweating and the fear in her dreams were still there. And the worst part was that she knew what was going to happen but she couldn’t ever stop it from happening, not in her dreams and not in her life. She wasn’t able to stop it, back when it happened, and of course now she couldn’t go back in time and change it. But, if she could she’d change everything in a heartbeat.

     Slowly she got up from her bed, went to her bathroom for a shower. Most of the time, she went on a run before actually taking a shower, but during these days, she had to take shower two times, one-after waking up and two - after coming from her run. She did think of just taking a shower when she came back home, but most of the time seeing Y/N all sweaty, Clair and Jake just knew she had another one of those dreams and she just didn’t want to worry them. So, she took a quick shower, dried her hair, changed into her workout outfit. By the time she was done, Iccy was already up and Y/N could hear her barking from down the stairs along with Clair’s laugh. So, taking Iccy’s leash she headed down stairs, herself.

      Both of them returned from their run after an hour. Y/N gave Iccy her food and after taking a shower again and getting ready for her college she decided to eat something herself.

     "So, he is supposed to come tonight, right?“ Y/N asked once they finished eating their breakfast. 

     "Yeah,” Jake started. “His flight was last night at 9, so he should land around 8, and he should arrive here around 9 tonight,” Jake calculated the time in his head.

     Y/N only nodded as she placed the last plate on the dish rack before turning on her heels. But, Clair quickly caught her arm.

     "Y/N/N, we are asking you again,“ Clair said. "Are you okay, with it? We’ll tell him to stay somewhere else if you’re not fine.”

     Before Y/N could say anything, Jake piped in. “Yeah, it was stupid of me to not ask you first. But, if you’re not fine we can definitely tell him to stay somewhere else, he’ll totally understand.”

     It was silent for a while before Y/N spoke. "Jake, Clair, honestly I’m fine,“ she said and all of them knew it was a lie, but no one said anything. "All of those things happened like three years ago. I’m completely fine. You don’t have to worry,” she gave them the most convincing smile that she could manage but that didn’t make them smile at all. Both of them still held their concerned gazes.

     "God, guys I’m fine,“ she laughed turning around. "I’ll see guys soon. And honestly, I’m kinda excited to meet this Harry. He’s like super famous, isn’t he?” she didn’t wait for their answer before walking out of the kitchen. She scratched Iccy around her neck, gave her a kiss as a little ‘good bye’ and a 'see you soon’ before getting up.

     "I’ll see you guys later,“ she told Jake and Clair and walked out of their front door. 

          Y/N’s day was going great - excluding her morning and her constant stress on Harry and how he’ll turn out to be. 

     Was he going to be a bigheaded bastard or someone who liked to keep to himself and wouldn’t be that much of a trouble?

     And, even though Jake said, he was a literal angel, Y/N wasn’t quite convinced. So, she decided to Google him and while she was googling about him – and was kind of liking him (everyone did say, he was a literal angel), Emelia came out of nowhere and asked her if she was preparing her project for her Sexual and Gender Identities class. And that was when her 'great’ day went down the drain.

   She had completely forgotten about her project and she literally loved Emelia for bringing it up or else she might’ve never turn in the paper on time. So, the very moment her classes ended, she took her bag; went straight to the Beany’s; plugged her laptop to the charger; put on her headphones and since then she had been writing - nonstop. However, that happened when it was only 5 and sun was still out there, but now it was dark and it was - honestly Y/N had no idea what time it was. She was too focused in preparing her assignment to even look at the clock. And she probably wouldn’t have even moved or realized how long she had been there if it wasn’t for Tom.

      "What are you doing here, so late?” he had said, but Y/N had yet to notice him. Her eyes were still fixed on the screen in front of her, and Queen was still blaring into her earphones. But, when he poked at her arm, she jumped a little and quickly looked up.  But after her eyes fell on Tom she more or less relaxed.

     "Hey,“ she said with a little breathy laugh as she took out her ear phones.

     Tom laughed, "I was asking, what are you doing here so late?”

     Y/N furrowed her eye brows, "What do you mean? It’s only -“ she was about to say 7 but then her eyes landed on the clock across the room and she realized what the time actually was. 

     "10? Are you kidding me?” she exclaimed which made Tom laugh harder. But, Y/N didn’t pay that much attention to him. She was busy checking her phone and sure enough Clair alone called her like ten times. However, she wouldn’t have been panicking as much as she was panicking now, if it wasn’t for the last text.

     Come quick. He’s here.

     It read. And it didn’t reveal any name or anything at all, but of course Y/N/N knew who she was talking about and that sent her to a complete frenzy. So, without thinking twice she sent an 'I’m on my way’ before packing all of her belongings.

     "Y/N, is everything alright?“ If Y/N was honest, she completely forgot about him being there. And honestly that was a surprise. When Y/N was a freshman, she’d be alert if he was even in the same room as her, and completely forgetting about him when he was standing next to her- that really was a surprise to her too.

     "No - I mean yeah, I mean no,” she furrowed her eyebrows, because she was confused herself and embarrassed to say the least, but Tom only laughed, making her ears go red.

     "It’s fine,“ he said, probably guessing from her face that she was embarrassed. "Do you want me to walk you home?”

     If her face wasn’t red before it was now. “Uh no, I'll be fine,” she squeaked.

     "Oh c'mon, I’ll walk you home.“

     And despite her protests, Tom decided to walk her home. And honestly, for that 20 minutes Y/N more or less forgot about the rock star that was supposedly in her house right now

      "Okay, I think I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?” Tom’s accented voice rang through the summer air.

     "Okay, yeah,“ she smiled. And it was silent between them for the first time that night. They had been talking the whole night. At first it started as small talks, then it turned into a whole new conversation about the Egyptians then it became more personal and while they were talking about few of their childhood experiences they reached Y/N’s house.

     "I should get inside now,” Y/N laughed awkwardly.

     "Yeah - yeah,“ Tom quickly said as if he just came out of a trance. "See you tomorrow,” he added as he turned on his heels. And even though Y/N was relieved that he was leaving, she was a little disappointed. However, she didn’t get to ponder at it, that much because soon she heard laughter coming from inside and she remembered a rock star was in her house right now. Slowly she turned, so that she was facing the door.

     You’ll be fine.

     She thought to herself. And with a deep breath she unlocked the door and walked in.

     At first she saw no one. Neither Clair nor Jake or Iccy and not Harry. But, then she again heard Clair laugh and she realized they were at the kitchen. So, Y/N put on a confident smile before walking towards the kitchen and sure enough they all were at the kitchen. Jake was leaning against the counter eating some chips, Clair was sitting on the chair and the supposed Harry Styles figure was holding Iccy who was licking his face continuously. But as his back was facing Y/N, she actually couldn’t see his face. But,, something just didn’t feel right.

     "Oh look who’s here,“ Clair leapt on to her feet when she saw Y/N. And automatically everyone’s eye turned to her. And even though it was just Jake, Iccy and Harry Styles she felt as if she was standing on a stage and hundreds of people were looking at her. However, Harry himself was more triggering and nerve wracking than. Y/N of course did her research on him saw his pictures. But, she wasn’t expecting this.

     He was a handsome looking lad, no doubt but in real life she realized just how much he looked like the person in her dreams. Even though she actually didn’t see him that very night, but honestly Y/N would never forget about him or how he looked. And Harry specifically looked a lot like him. Y/N didn’t know how, because he had blue eyes and raven hair, and Harry on the other hand had green eyes and was brunette.

     Maybe it was their facial structure? Or maybe it was just his aura or presence. 

     It was his presence. She decided. Both of them had a statement presence, and without even talking to him Y/N knew he was charismatic too.

    And suddenly she was scared and she felt sick. The guy that had been haunting her for past few years was exactly like Harry when she first met him - handsome and charismatic. And even though Y/N had been telling herself that she was fine with the whole thing, she wasn’t quite so sure now. She just wanted to run and hide. But of course she couldn’t.

      Clair placed one of her hand on her back and pushed her a little forward. And Y/N almost felt as if she was in a trance, because she couldn’t quite register what was happening right now. The only think she could care about was just how much Harry looked like him and just how scared she was.

     "This is Y/N,” Clair said. “And Y/N this is Harry.”

     Harry smiled brightly at her, but that didn’t make her feel any better, rather, it made her feel, if possible worse.

     They had the same smile. 

     "Hi, it’s really nice to meet you,“ Harry took out one of his hand for a shake while the other still held Iccy. However, Y/N didn’t move. She didn’t realize it but she was frowning at him and her lips were in a little pout. And even though she never wanted to come off as someone who was judgmental, she looked exactly that - judgmental. But, this time she didn’t care. She just wanted to know if he was going to be exactly like him or not.

     "Sweetie?” Clair nudged her a little making her come out from her trance. She quickly looked at Clair then at Harry and then at his hand.

      “Oh sorry,” she quickly muttered. “Nice to meet you too.”

     And just like Jake and Clair, Y/N knew Harry could tell just how insincere that was. But she truly didn’t care. She quickly let go of his hand. And excused herself and half ran and half walked up the stairs. She quickly shut her door once she reached her room and even though she didn’t cry, her eyes were watery.

     He bought back all of the memories and all of the emotions she was suppressing for the past three years.

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Chapter 1 | Two Weeks

Series: The one where Y/N has had a rough past and that made her the person that she is now. But, after her uncle Jake invites Harry to stay with them for a while, Y/N can not help but fall for him slowly. However, he reminds her so much of someone from her past.

This Chapter: The one where Jake has news for them

Two Weeks Masterlist

  It was night then. They were zooming past the street lights. Songs were playing through the radio. And there were giggles and laughs and people talking. She didn’t actually know whom they belonged to, or where they were coming from, she was too busy looking outside. Too mesmerized by the beautiful lighted city, at a little distance to pay attention to the mundane environment inside the car.

     She didn’t know how long it was like that - 10 minutes or 15 minutes, maybe. But, she wanted it to last longer, she wanted to look at the city a little longer.

     Her head turned as they moved, eyes fixed at the city ahead, and then it happened. A loud crash and suddenly everything went black.

     And Y/N Y/L/N woke up from her sleep with a start.

      “Slept well, love?” Y/N’s aunt Clair Reese asked her as she walked into the kitchen.

     “Yeah, I did,” she lied. “You?”

     “Well, had the best dream, tonight!” she said excitedly. “It had Chris Hemsworth in it, but I can’t really remember what I actually saw but it was something good! You know, you can feel it in your bones!”

     Y/N clearly knew that feeling. Her dream that very night was something somewhat like that. She didn’t quite remember what was happening, but she had this feelings in her guts. She could feel it in her bones. But that feeling wasn’t anywhere near to what Clair was feeling. It wasn’t a happy feeling, rather it was so awful that it made Y/N sick in her stomach.

     However by then, she was more or less used to it. She had been having those dreams since she could remember. And by then, she knew what they were and what they meant, and she made peace with them, really. But, that didn’t make it hurt less, or make it feel less awful.

     Y/N let out a chuckle nonetheless before saying, “good for you.”

     Her aunt just beamed at her before handing her a plate and putting her omelet in it. That was when Jake Reese walked in. 

     "Good morning!“ he greeted them loudly, earning a ‘good morning’ from Y/N and a ‘good morning, honey’ and a kiss from Clair.

    “I may or may not have a news for you two,” he glanced at Y/N before glancing at Clair again. “But, I’m still not sure if it is gonna happen,” he sat down on the chair opposite of Y/N who let out a scoff.

   “If you didn’t wanna tell us now then why did you?” Clair told him

    “I wanna excite you two up,” he defended himself.

    “Last time that happened, you bought that statue,” Y/N pointed at a white statue of a deer, at whose feet Y/N’s 5 month year old puppy, a Samoyed laid. She was so tired from the run she had gone to, with Y/N that after coming home she immediately fell asleep. Y/N smiled softly at the little puppy, she adored her.

   Y/N had adopted her only three months ago and Y/N was in love with her. And she was so white- Y/N decided to call her Iccy, much like Snow White. But instead of just being completely obvious - ‘oh, I’m gonna name you snow white because I think you’re white as snow’, Y/N decided to call her Iccy, because snow is after all some sort of ice. And also because Iccy sounded close to Ice cream. And Iccy was like Vanilla ice cream.

    “Oh, c’mon look how pretty it looks in the garden!” he exclaimed.

    Y/N chuckled before speaking, “it is because Clair covered half of it with flowers.”

    Jake rolled his eyes at that. “I don’t care, okay? Cause well Iccy loves it,” he pointed at her snoozing form.

    Y/N just nodded, because she knew Iccy loved that statue to death. Last month, when they decide to do a road trip to the Great Ocean Road, Iccy absolutely didn’t want to leave that statue alone at home. And what Y/N made out that she even cried when they were at the road, however she forgot all about it when she decided to stick her head out of the car window.

    “But, seriously what’s the news?” Clair asked once she sat down with them.

    “Can’t tell ya,” he sang song. “But, I will tell you tonight.”

    Clair rolled her eye. “Now I can’t wait!” she exclaimed in a little whiny voice.

    “Will tell you tonight, babe.”

    This time Y/N rolled her eyes before letting out a chuckle. “Don’t worry,” she said. “She’s probably buying a brother for the deer.”

    That time Jake rolled his eyes.

      After finishing her breakfast, Y/N washed her plate, laughed with Clair and Jake some more before walking out of their house.

    Her college was only 20 minutes away from their house on foot. So, most of the time Y/N walked there but of course when the weather was much harsher, Y/N took her car. But, on a sunny day like that very day Y/N liked to somewhat sunbathe underneath the sun.

    It took her not more than 20 minutes to reach her college, and once she did the first thing she did was to go to her first class of the day.

      “Oh, c’mon enough already!”

    Y/N and her best friend, Emelia sat at the Library of their college. And Y/N was happily reading a book on the Egyptian Gods when Emilia decided to interrupt her.

    “What do you mean?” she looked at her for a second before looking back at her book.

    “You’ve been reading for half an hour now,” she whisper yelled.

    “Only half an hour,” Y/N commented earning an eye roll from her.

    “Listen,” she said, Y/N only hummed not tearing her eyes from her book. And Y/N didn’t look at her but she knew Emelia rolled her eyes again.

    “So, Jason and-“

    “My answer is still, ‘break up with him’,” this time Y/N looked at her. “That guy’s a d-“

    That was when the girl sitting opposite to them, decided to shush them, and even though Y/N did still want to read some more, she also needed to somewhat make Em see, that guy was no good. So, she got up, placed the book back at shelf before walking out with Emelia.

    “So-“ Emelia started but Y/N cut her off.

    “He’s a dick and I know you deserve better. Break up with him,” she told her which kind of made her break into a grin.

    “Well, good thing is, I already did. And, honestly it feels great!” she told her, which made Y/N stop at her track and look at her best friend with a disheveled look.

    “Are you kidding me?” she asked her with an awed expression.

    Emelia turned to look at her. “Not one bit,” she said proudly.

    “When did this happen? Tell me everything!”

     And with that Emelia started to explain how she realized she should breakup with her boyfriend, she was supposedly in love with. What triggered it; how the conversation happened and how it went; how he took it literally everything. However, of course they couldn’t complete the whole conversation in the hallways. They decided to take it over to the Beany’s, a little coffee shop near their college they almost always went to.

      “I’m just really happy for you honestly. You okay though?” Y/N asked.

     “Never been better,” she gave her a toothy grin before going back to her hot chocolate. “You know, I thought I’d be sad. But, it feels as if a truck was weighting me down and now it’s been lifted, ya know?”

     “Yap, know the feeling,” Y/N told her. “So, what are we doing to celebrate it?”

    Em didn’t say anything, but from the smirk that grew on her, Y/N knew exactly what was going through her mind.

    “No,” she told her before she even opened her mouth.

    “Oh c’mon, it won’t be that bad,” she told her.

    “A no means a no,” Y/N said firmly. “I’m not going.”

    “We are celebrating and you just turned 21, perfectly legal to drink,” she said making Y/N roll her eyes.

    “No,” she said again, making Emelia pout. It was silent for a second as they both drank their drinks in front of them, before Y/N spoke. “You can still come over-“

    “What are we 16?” Emelia rolled her eyes, and surprisingly that made Y/N laugh.

    “No, but c’mon you love Clair’s food, and we can have do - I don’t know, Netflix and Chill. I know you’d like that,” she said. Em was again silent for a while as if she was thinking.

     “Okay, but not tonight, I have to go somewhere-“

     “Clubbing,” Y/N sighed.

    “Hey, don’t judge!”

    “When did I?” Y/N exclaimed as she laughed. That time the door of the shop opened again and both of their head turned to look at the door and see who it was. Usually, hardly anyone came here and when someone did come, it was always a student from their college. And unsurprisingly it was Tom Petrov. A student in Photography, probably a year senior than Y/N and Em.

    “Oh, hey Tom,” Emelia waved, making Y/N frown. How did she know him?

    “Hey Em,” he made his way towards them, Emelia reluctantly moved a little to make a little room for Tom.

     “What are you doing here?” Em asked as Tom sat down.

    “In case you don’t remember I showed you this place,” he said. And that made Y/N’s frown deepen, they had been coming here from their very first year, how long have they known each other?

   “No, I mean what are you doing here? As in here in Australia. I thought you were in Russia,” she asked him.

    “Oh, yeah I just returned few days ago, decided to start again I guess.”

     Emelia nodded before turning to Y/N. “Anyways I don’t think you two met, but Tom this is Y/N, and Y/N this is Tom,” then she mouthed ‘your crush’ to her making Y/N almost roll her eyes, but as Tom was looking at her, she stopped herself the very last second.

    “Sorry, what was that?” Tom asked Emelia, his accent very prominent.

   “Oh nothing.” With that Tom turned to Y/N again and smiled, and Y/N’s stomach, against her will fluttered like the very first time her eyes had fallen on him.

    “I saw you around the campus a few times,” he spoke. “Never got around and talked to you, eh?”

    And with that Y/N, Emelia and Tom immersed themselves in a conversation, which mainly comprised getting to know each other better and a lot of teasing from Emelia. Y/N found out Emelia met him when she decided to go to the photography festival that Y/N politely passed because of her flue, and Y/N also got to know that Tom liked reading books too and was into history too. And by the end of their conversation, Y/N actually started to like him more and not just for his looks.

    He was pretty though, dark skin with short curly hair. Even though most of the time Y/N found hazel eyes, such as hers boring but his were just – pretty. And to top it all off, he had an amazing personality and an amazing accent.

    “You like him,” Em said once Tom left, because he had shift at the Starbucks.

    “I do,” Y/N agreed as she got up from her chair too. “I should be going home though, you coming?”

    “Nope, I’ll come by later.”

    After that Y/N dropped Em at her dorm on her way home.

    Y/N was softly humming to herself when she entered their house, but she quickly came to an halt when she heard whispered yelling in the kitchen. Usually Clair and Jake didn’t fight much, and when they did, most of the time it was about some food and who ate it. So, thinking it was about that Y/N decided to step in.

    “What are you guys doing?” she asked them and just the moment they saw her it was so silent, that if they dropped a pin they could hear it colliding with the kitchen floor. And that time Y/N realized that they weren’t talking about food at all, rather Y/N was the topic of their conversation, at least one of the topic of the conversation.

    “Hey, everything’s alright?” Y/N nervously laughed as she looked at both of them for some answers.

    And it was again, silent for another minute before Jake spoke.

    “Remember the news I was talking about?” he started uncertainly.

    “Yeah,” Y/N replied just as uncertainly.

    “Well, it’s just th-“

    Clair cut him off. “Harry Styles, you know him right? He had some work here in Australia and Jake decided to invite him over. But, it’s completely fine if you’re not fine with him. We’ll tell him to stay at a hotel.”

    Clair spoke so fast, Y/N almost didn’t make out what she said, but she did –just fine. And it was silent again.

    Y/N didn’t completely like the idea, of course. She wanted nothing to do with any sort of celebrities. Even though Jake was constantly in touch with them, being one of the high ranked managers in Azoff MSG Entertainment, but she tried to keep her distance from the celebrity part of their life for a very long time. And, honestly Y/N did want to tell them to tell him to stay somewhere else but seeing their anxious face and just thinking this all happened three years ago, she just stayed silent. She shouldn’t be bothered by this after so long, it shouldn’t affect her at all, that person shouldn’t still have his effect on her. So, she stayed silent for few more minutes, debating in her mind and trying to figure out should she listen to her heart or her mind.

    And at the end, being the person that she was, she said, “It’s not a problem, I’m fine.”

    “You sure honey?” Clair quickly asked.

    “Yes, I’m sure,” she gave them a smile and nodded her head just to emphasize her answer. “How long is he going to stay though?” she asked them.

    “Only two weeks,” Jake spoke quickly making her nod her head again.

     After telling them she was going to take a shower she made her way up to her room. Iccy leapt up from Y/N’s bed when she saw her. But, instead of just sitting down and scratching her head and neck like any other day, Y/N leaned against the closed door and looked at the puppy at her feet.

   “Just, Two Weeks. I’ll be fine, right?”

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something about PDA with harry

okay so we all know that harry is an extremely private individual and will go to extreme measures to avoid the media. There have been hardly any photos from his previous relationships and he has never shown public affection while in public with his partner. 

Therefore, I imagine he would be somewhat similar with Y/N at first. In the beginning stages of their relationship, the remainder of the world would be oblivious to the new relationship that Harry has entered into. The couple would go out of their way to ensure that they were not noticed in public together, so their dates would typically consist of cozy nights in together. However, as the weeks would drag on, a photo would somehow slip onto the internet, displaying the couple casually strolling the streets of London together. The world would speculate about this new woman that Harry has been spotted with, while many of his fans would defend that he is allowed to have friendships that are females. Harry, of course, would never release a statement in response to the speculation. The couple would continue to be spotted on occasion throughout the following months, and although there was never any display of affection, their time together would gradually be used to confirm the status of their relationship. After all, everyone knew that there would never be a photo displaying their feelings for one another, for as stated earlier, Harry is an extremely private person. 

However, there was something different about Y/N. Ten months into their relationship, a photo circles the internet revealing Harry’s hand resting upon her lower back while in a local restaurant. A month later, another photo is released of Harry’s fingers loosely interlaced with hers as they walk through the airport. The fandom has become chaotic, but this is not out of jealousy or hatred for Y/N, but more so a realization that she must mean an awful lot for Harry to do these gestures - ones that are so simple, yet so rare for Harry. 

And then there’s the night where the photo was taken. It was the most perfect night and neither Y/N nor Harry could deny it. They were standing in the crowd of a Fleetwood Mac concert and the sound of their rendition of Songbird resounds through the stadium. Harry reaches towards his girlfriend, wrapping his arms around her body and connecting his hands at the front of her stomach. He drags her into him and rests his cheek against hers, swaying their bodies to the music that they both love so much. They can both notice the cameras that are directed towards them, capturing this intimate moment between the couple. In any other situation, Harry would have ripped himself from her in an attempt to shield them and ensure their privacy. But in this very moment, Harry could not have cared less. As his favourite song echoes in his ears and his arms swaddle the girl of his dreams, Harry cannot help himself from using his pointer finger to turn her face towards him before dipping down to press his lips against hers. He is not unmindful to the hundreds of photographs being taken, but for the very first time, he could not wait to wake the next morning and find a photograph capturing their precious moment together. For although it had been displayed for the world to see, it had been his and Y/N’s moment. 

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I know you probably are exhausted with the story line but could you maybe do a camping part 3? maybe their first time together? if you don't want to you don't have to!

I’ve got a soft spot for that little thing, because the one time I try to make something just sweet, and fluffy, and I practice such strength (literal, “DON’T DO IT” strength), everyone tempts me to give in, and hey, what can I say? Those two kids deserve to give in. So when I get requests like this and I was thinking of it, anyway…. Hope this works! x. 

Gentle reminder: requests are closed. This is one of the backlogged ones I’ve been sitting on and am now releasing. 

Part 1: http://permanentcross.tumblr.com/post/143909108748/could-you-pretty-please-write-something-where

Part 2: http://permanentcross.tumblr.com/post/142055499593/will-you-do-a-part-2-of-camping-it-was-so-cute

035. Camping Indoors

The two of you arestanding in your kitchen, leaning against your sink with thoughtful, concernedlooks.

“Maybe we should justforget it.”

Harry shakes his headforcefully. “That’s not it,” he insists. 

You chew your thumbnailand he automatically reaches over to pull it out of your mouth.

“Thanks,” you mutter,balling your thumb up in your fist. Still, though, you wonder. Trapped in thewoods with a tent to share, there had been no choice but to confront eachother, and with quarters so close….

You bite you lip, tastinghis kisses and feeling his fingers inside of you.

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