listen (iii)
harry styles imagine mini series
part iii to listen - harry has a soulmate (soulmate au)
you had finally come to your senses after you had just launched yourself from your porch into the arms of your soulmate. With his arms wrapped around you and your blanket slowly slipping from your shoulders into the snow, you began to pull away from him.
“not that I’m not happy that you’re here, but who gave you my address?” you asked.
he released you from his grasp and began pulling your blanket back over your shoulders.
“I have my ways,” he laughed.
you squinted at him puzzled.
“I’m kidding. Kath gave it to me.”
“oh…honestly, it’s Kath. I’m not that surprised.”
you both let out a little laugh as you peered up at him. you blinked away the snowflakes that landed on your eyelashes. you reached up and gently brushed the snow from his hair.
“we should probably go inside before we both freeze.” you suggest pulling the blanket away from your frame to peer down at your fuzzy-sock clad feet sinking into the snow.
“oh god, y’er poor socks,” he laughed looking down at what you were looking at. “let’s go inside before ya get frostbite.”
“come on, you can meet my dog.”
you grab his hand while his other hand held his snow covered bag that he had dropped in the snow when he caught you.
Harry smiled as he watched you turn toward your front door with your hand in his while your other hand held your blanket around your frame. you pulled him up your front steps to the door, opening it for him.
a big ball of fur bounded out the door and swarmed the both of you.
“Marley,” you laughed pushing her down as she tried to jump on Harry. “down. we don’t jump on people.”
you led her back inside with Harry on your heels.
Harry gently shook the snow from his hair with his hand. He set his bag down by the door and waited for you. He smiled as he watched you talk to your dog like she was a small child.
“be nice,” you said letting go of her collar to let her investigate Harry. “she’s not really aggressive. she’s just skeptical of new people. she’ll warm up to you in a second,” you told him.
Harry placed a hand down to let your dog sniff him. she advanced toward him sniffing him before backing away barking again. Harry peered at you to see if her reaction was okay. he watched as you bent down to her height gently petting her.
“Mar, it’s okay. he’s a friend.”
you finally turned your attention to him. you looked at him from your crouched position. Harry took the hint and squatted down next to you. he put his hand out in front of him again. now that his towering height was gone, Marley approached him and sniffed his hand again before nudging her nose under his loose hand.
“what is she doing?” he laughed, slightly nervous.
“she wants you to pet her. she’s not much of a licker so this is how she shows affection,” you replied as you ruffled the fur on Marley’s back.
Harry moved his hand to pet the top of her head, and Marley began to relax.
“thank god she likes you or this would have been over,” you laugh turning to look at him in the eyes.
his eyes met yours, and he smiled.
“really? just like that?”
“just like that.”
you both stared at each other for a moment with goofy grins on your faces.
“come on, let’s get into something warmer.”
--
you laughed throwing your head into Harry shoulder as the two of you were curled up on your chase lounge. he had changed from his plane clothes into a pair of soft sweatpants and a sweatshirt. you had changed your socks and threw the other pair and your blanket into the dryer. you had FRIENDS playing in the background, but neither of you cared to watch.
“when did you know I was y’er soulmate?” Harry asked brushing your hair away from your face.
“when you and Kath called me?”
“no, you had to have known before then. I don’t believe that you didn’t know until a few months ago.”
“alright, fine,” you sighed taking his hands in your so that you could play with his fingers. “you remember when you were in one direction?”
“vaguely.”
you both laughed.
“so when you were on your take me home tour, I despised you guys.”
“WHAT?” his eyes grew wide at your statement.
“I thought your music was too familiar. I’m sorry. it wasn’t until I realized why it sounded so familiar. I heard it every night while you were on tour, and then I mentioned it to Kath and Eva-she’s our other friend. and, they thought it was weird that I heard your music every night in the exact order of your setlist, and they started planting ideas in my head that my soulmate was one of the guys in one direction.”
“I was totally convinced you were a fan back then. you were listening to my music all the time.”
“no,” you laughed. “that was Eva and Kath. they were obsessed. Kath had a cardboard cutout of Niall.”
Harry let out a loud laugh.
“she gave me Niall-girl vibes.”
“shut up,” you shoved him lightly. “don’t tell her I told you that.”
“no promises.”
“I swear. you can’t tell her that I told you that. she’ll skin us both alive.”
“okay. okay. secret is safe will me. now tell me when you knew.”
“okay, okay,” you said taking his hands back. “so after they were convinced that one of you was my soulmate, I looked you guys up. I went to youtube just as every new fan does, and I searched “one direction funny moments.” naturally, I found your video diaries-”
“oh god,” he pulled his hand back to cover his eyes.
“I watched all of them, and I started to fall in love you guys, but I wasn’t going to tell Kath or Eva that. I would have never heard the end of it. then, I came across your x-factor audition.”
you stopped talking to gauge his reaction. he peeked at you through his hand.
“that was my favorite song when I was fifteen.”
“I know. you listened to it a lot.” he removed his hand from his eyes.
“I remember hearing that amateur sing it over and over again, right around the time you would have auditioned.”
“amateur, excuse me, I am a professional,” he scoffed feigning offense.
“you weren’t then, Mr. Harry Styles.”
“so that’s when you knew? you’ve known since we were sixteen?”
“well, not really. I had an inkling. it made sense for it to be you. the audition, then hearing the tour setlist every night, then later I heard you recording your albums. I had an idea. it wasn’t really solid until I actually went to your shows.”
“god, my head hurt like hell the first time I played here.”
“it was like a ringing echo crushing my skull.”
“yeah.”
“I have to admit, the last show I went to wasn’t that bad.”
“hmmm?” he questioned peering over at you from where he had laid his head back.
“Kath got us front row tickets to your Live on Tour show.”
“ahhh, so that was you? I recognize you now. you were that pretty girl I gave that water bottle to. you were about to pass out.”
“can you blame me? you had just announced to the whole arena that your soulmate was there, and I was standing right there, knowing that you were probably my soulmate.”
“I tried to get you after the show.”
“what?”
“I sent security after you when the show was over, but they couldn’t find you. you left so quickly.”
“that sucks.” you curled yourself into his chest.
he laughed running a hand through your hair.
“that sucks? that’s all you have to say?”
“mhmm,” you murmur nodding your head gaining another laugh from your soulmate.
“wow.”
“so now that I answered your question, you have to answer one for me.”
“shoot.”
“falling.”
“oh.”
“that’s my dad’s piano melody. you put it in your song.”
“to be fair, it was a piece of you, and I was sad.”
“so the song is about me?”
“yeah, I wasn’t in a good place, and I wanted to find you. I messed up, and I didn’t know if you would love the version of myself that I was becoming. or, if I would love that person. it’s a conversation I imagined us having.”
you got up to look into his eyes while he was trying to look anywhere else.
“and now? do you love the person you are now?”
“I don’t know. I think I do, but I have my days.”
you ran a hand through his hair, and his eyes finally met yours.
“I’m proud of you,” you said with love swelling in your chest.
you really wanted to admit that you loved him, but you didn’t want to be the first person to drop that bomb so instead you told him that you were proud of him. you were. you were so immensely proud of him and everything that he has accomplished. you were proud of how he managed to carry himself and to be mindful of his mental health. he had been through a lot, and he was still here, grounded, sitting on your couch petting your dog.
“I’m proud of the person you have become,” you reiterated.
you stared into each other’s eyes for a bit. he played with the ends of your hair.
“I don’t want to freak you out. I know we’ve only really known each other for a short while, and perhaps this is just my sleep deprivation getting to me, but I want to tell you that I love you.”
you laugh planting your face into his chest. your fists clutch the front of his sweatshirt as you practically lay yourself on him.
“I’m completely serious.”
“I know,” you said pulling away to looking straight in the face. “and I want to tell you that I love you too.”
“good, good,” he said pulling you back to his chest. “glad we’re on the same page.”
“yeah,” you hum. “it’s definitely due to sleep deprivation though. we might regret it in the morning.”
“we might. promise you won’t regret it in the morning.”
“I pinky promise.” you threw your pinky finger up to him.
“pinky promise.” he entwined your pinky fingers together to lock in the promise.
you sleepily closed your eyes. you wrapped your arms around his chest. your head was laying in the nook of his neck.
“are you falling asleep on me?”
“figuratively and literally,” you murmur with your eyes closed.
“please tell me you don’t have to work tomorrow.”
“I do. I have to go in at eight.”
“nooooo,” he whined wrapping his arms around you.
“you and Marley can hang out and eat my food all day tomorrow. just save me something good.”
“okay,” he murmured into your hair before kissing your head.
“can we sleep here, or is it going to hurt your back?”
“I’ll be okay for one night. go to sleep. I’ll set an alarm for you.”
“okay, I need to be up by six.”
“I got ya.”
“thank you. goodnight. I love you.”
“goodnight, love. I love you.”
you fell asleep in the glow of your christmas tree with Harry gently pulling a blanket over the two of you.
--
you made your way up the frosty front walk to the steps of your front porch. your briefcase loosely hung from your shoulder as you jostled through your coat pocket to find your house keys. after finally retrieving your keys, you unlocked your front door only to be greeted by Marley.
“hi baby,” you greet reaching down to pet your puppy. “where’s Haz?”
“hi,” he said pulling your attention from your dog.
Harry stood in the entrance way of your kitchen drying his hands with a dish towel. you practically swooned at how hot he looked. Harry had the sleeves of his sweater rolled up to his elbows. his hair was gently pushed back, probably from the amount of times he ran his hand through his hair.
“hi,” you smile back at him before going to hang your bags up on the coat hooks by your door.
“how was work?” he asked helping you take off your coat.
“it was good. I started in on analyzing a new set of scans. it was interesting but busy,” you said grabbing your phone from your purse before turning around to face him. “what have you been up to all day?”
“Ahh, the dog and I went for a run.”
“you did?” you laugh looking up into his eyes.
“yeah, ya didn’t tell me that she tries to eat the leash when ya go faster than a light jog.”
you laugh at him resting your forehead against his chest.
“she does. I’m sorry. we’ll have to work on that.”
he wrapped his arms around you as you rest your chin on his chest to look up at him.
“after our run fiasco-”
“wait, aren’t the sidewalks partly frozen still?”
“I was getting there if ye give me a chance.”
“oh haz.”
“so after I started takin’ her back to the house with a light jog, I bit it on an ice patch and fell into a pile of street slush-”
“noooo, are you okay?” you asked trying to stifle your laugh.
“you can laugh. I’m fine. my ego is a bit bruised though. so after that, I did laundry. then, I decided to make dinner for us so I went to the store.”
“you made dinner?”
“yeah, just a simple spaghetti. I hope that’s okay? I probably should have asked if you had any dietary preferences or issues.”
“Harry, it’s fine. I like spaghetti.”
“good, good. we should probably go eat then. hopefully, Marley didn’t help herself already.”
“no, she’s right here,” you nod your head into her direction.
Harry turned his head to her.
“oh hello,” he said to her before turning back to you. “come on, let’s eat.”
he led you back to your kitchen to your small breakfast table that he had decorated with candles and a pretty tablecloth.
“you really pulled out all the stops.”
“I had to impress a pretty lady,” he said pulling your chair out for you.
“wine?”
“yes, please.”
--
two plates and a bottle of wine later, you were both curled up on the couch together once more. you had worked together on the dishes, and whatever was left of your dinner was boxed up and placed in the fridge for leftovers.
“do we tell people?” you murmur to him with your head resting on his shoulder.
“people?” he asked moving his head to look at you.
“yeah, like our families and friends.”
“ah people. we should probably tell them.”
“unless you want it to be just us for a while. until we really get to know each other.”
“I don’t think it would hurt to just mention it to our inner circles.”
“that sounds good,” you nod against his chest.
“who’s in y’er inner circle?”
“my parents and brother, probably. then, maybe my cousin-we’re pretty close-and maybe Kath and Eva.”
“sounds like a solid inner circle.”
“who’s in your inner circle?”
“my mom, sister, and sometimes, dad. then, probably Mitch and Sarah. for work purposes, I would probably have to tell Jeff, but we can stall on that until I have to get back to work.”
“ugh, please don’t go back to work,” you whine wrapping your arms around him. “I’m kidding. you can always go back to work. I’m just gonna miss you. I would sew myself to your skin if I could.”
“creepy.”
you laughed. you had to admit you were a bit tipsy.
“I work in criminology. you’re gonna get some gallows humor from me.”
“I’ll take it. and, I don’t want to get back to work yet. I want to stay here as long as possible,” he said into your hair. “just you, me, and the dog.”
you giggle. yes, you’re giggling now.
“yes, you, me, and our Moogie,” you repeat. “isn’t that right, Moogie?” you asked Marley as she watched the two of you from her spot on the couch on the other side of Harry.
she let out a soft sigh. she was getting tired of being the third wheel. you both chuckle at her before Harry got back to the conversation at hand.
“should we text our families?”
“you want to tell our families over text?” you ask him wide eyed.
he shrugged.
“how would you do?”
“a sober phone call tomorrow morning.”
“oof, I guess that’s slightly better. would you chicken out if you were sober?”
“maybe,” you shrug. “do you really want to do it now?”
he shrugged once more. he was a man of very few words when it came to big decisions. that’s what you were at least finding out now.
“okay,” you respond whipping out your phone before downing the rest of your wine glass. you pressed a few buttons before putting the phone up to your ear. “mom, hi, how are you?”
you pulled yourself off the couch and started pacing around the family room as you talked to your mom on the phone. Harry stared at you with wide eyes, watching you to see what you’re gonna say.
“so mom, the reason I’m calling-is dad with you?,” you flash Harry a nervous grin before you continue. “put me on speaker. no, everything is fine, just put me on speaker. okay-mom are you listening?” you brush a hand through your hair. “you’re listening? okay. the reason I’m calling is because I found my soulmate.”
Harry watched your expression as you listened to their response.
“it’s a guy, yes,” you laugh. “oh my god, would it have been so horrible if it wasn’t. jesus, mom.”
Harry laughed at you before reaching his arms out to you. you took that as an invitation to sit in his lap.
“he’s very nice…he’s staying at my place right now…WE JUST MET…yes, he is very respectful, and he’s been super good to me.”
you could feel Harry’s laugh against your back. you lean your head back to stick your tongue out at him.
“you guys can’t meet him yet,” you say jumping out of his arms to start pacing again. “because I want to spend more time getting to know him before he has to get back to work. no mom, he’s not from (your hometown).” you meet Harry’s eyes, and he gives you a perplexed look. “he’s from out of state.” you shrug at him. “yeah, that’s probably why everything was so quiet.” you listened to her ramble before you figured this conversation needed to be over. “listen mom, I will call you later this week to tell you more about everything, but I’m tired and I have a busy day tomorrow…okay, I will talk to you later…thanks, I’m excited too…yes, I will tell you all about him later…okay, love you. bye.”
you hung up your phone before collapsing back into Harry.
“I did my part. your turn” you pat his chest.
“it’s 4 am in England right now. I’ll call in the morning,” he murmured into your hair while he wrapped his arms around you.
“good,” you say burying your face into his sweater. “I want you to myself tonight.”
you could feel him laugh through his chest.
“what did y’er mum say?”
“she wants to meet you. they’re happy for us though. they were starting to think there was no hope for me.”
“that’s good. I think my mum and sister will be happy too.”
“I hope so,” you say looking into his eyes. “I hope they like me.”
“they will. they’ll love you. I just hope your family likes me.”
“oh, they love you,” you laugh running a hand through his hair. “they love The Harry Styles, from my many years of being a fan of one direction, they have to love you at this point. but, they’re gonna love just Harry too.”
“oooo, risky question. who’s girl were yeh? were yeh a Liam-girl or a Niall-girl?” he smiled as you laughed at his question.
“I’ve always been a Harry-girl.”
“ye’r just saying that,” he said throwing his head back. “that’s such a cop out.”
“I’m not,” you said sitting up. “it’s always been you.”
“are you okay that I’m just Harry?” he blurts out biting his lip. you could tell that he had been thinking about this for a while. “you’re not in this just because I’m The Harry Styles.”
“I love just Harry,” you say placing your hand on his cheek. “don’t get me wrong, The Harry Styles is pretty cool, but I would still love just Harry if he was still the boy in the bakery.”
“I want to kiss ya right now.”
you stared into his eyes as he held your gaze. his eyes were filled with such admiration and love.
“okay.”
with that, he placed a hand behind your ear and pulled you to him. he placed his lip against yours and kissed you. you placed your other hand on his cheek as you kissed him back. he kissed you again deeper as you moved to straddle him. he moved both of his hands to your hips as he pulled you closer.
you pull away to take a breath, resting your forehead against his.
“I love you.”
he reached up to tuck a piece of your hair behind your ear.
“I love ya so damn much.”
you pressed your lips against his once more. you kissed him until you were breathless. he wrapped his hand in your hair while the other was around your waist. you continued to make out until you felt a cold, wet nose against your cheek.
you jumped pulling away from Harry to start at the culprit. Marley stared at you before letting out a small deep bark.
you start to laugh before collapsing into Harry’s shoulder. he wrapped his arms around you as he began to laugh with you. Marley let out another loud bark at the two of you. you began to pry yourself out of Harry’s arms.
“she has to go out,” you tell him as you get off his lap. “let’s go Marley.” you pat your leg for her to follow you. in response, she jumped off the couch and followed you to your back door.
you stood at the back door as your watched Marley roam around your fenced-in yard for a minute. she seemed okay as she explored.
you made your way back to your living room before collapsing into Harry’s lap once again.
“where were we?”
--
you woke up the next morning in your bed with Marley at your feet. with bleary eyes, you slapped your hand against the spot next to you to find it empty. you rubbed the sleep out of your eyes as you sat up. you listened for the shower, but you only heard a muffled voice coming from your living room.
you pulled the covers from your body before putting on Harry’s sweater from the night before. your bare feet padded through your hallway before you made it to your living room with Marley following behind you.
you found Harry shirtless on your couch with his phone pressed to his ear. you plopped yourself down next to him as he sent you a smile.
“yeah, mum, she’s great, and I can’t wait for you to meet her.”
you smiled as you placed your head on his shoulder.
“she’s awake now so I’m gonna call ya later, okay?” he murmured into the phone. “bye mum, love ya.” you waited a few moments as he hung up the phone.
once he was done, he wrapped an arm around you pulling you close.
“how did ya sleep?” he asked before kissing your head.
“good,” you murmur into his chest. “what did your mom say?”
“she was happy. I called Gem before her, and they are both really excited. they were both skeptical at first, just wanting to make sure, that it was right. that I wasn’t being an idiot. once I explained the whole thing, they were really happy for us. they really want to meet you.”
“yay,” you say turning to wrap your arms around his shoulders.
“I see a trip to London for us in the future.”
“yay for us.” you look up at his eyes from where you had your head buried into his shoulder.
“do you want to tell Kath and Eva?” he asks meeting your eyes.
“yeah, we can text them.”
“oh, so you just want to text them? no phone calls?”
“saves us from the screaming,” you say pointing at him.
he laughed pulling you closer.
“true, true.”
“let’s just send them a selfie. I trust them.”
“you sure?” he raised an eyebrow at you.
“absolutely. we can tell them to keep it quiet for a bit. that we want privacy and stuff. they’ll get it.”
“okay, let’s do it.”
with that, you got up from his lap and padded back to your bedroom. you snagged your phone from its charger before making your way back to the couch. you slide back into your spot next to him. you held you phone up to take the picture, but he had other ideas. he pushed you back on the couch. you fell on your back laughing as he laid his head on your chest. you fixed your phone.
“smile,” you laugh as you clicked the button to take the picture.
“send it,” he murmured looking up at you. he wrapped his arms around you as you moved to type your message to the group chat with your friends.
you: keep it quiet, but I have acquired a soulmate.
“I sent it,” you say putting your phone down to look at him. “do we want to make breakfast?”
“yes,” he says getting off you to place a kiss on your forehead. he grabbed your hand to pull you up with him. “let’s eat.”
as you both made your way to the kitchen, Harry let Marley out the back door before placing himself at the counter.
“y’er phone is blowing up.” he slid your phone across the counter to you.
“oh boy,” you say opening your messages from Kath and Eva.
Kath: HOLY FUCK IT HAPPENED
Kath: tell Harry hi for me
Kath: I’m so happy for you both
Eva: OH MY GOD
Eva: is that Harry Styles?
Eva: OH MY GOD WE WERE RIGHT
Eva: YOUR SOULMATE WAS IN ONE DIRECTION
Eva: QUEEN I CALLED IT
Eva: I am also very happy for you both. Call us later with details.
you laughed before showing Harry the messages. he smiled as you typed back a ‘thank you.’
“breakfast?”
“breakfast.”
you and Harry made small talk as you made breakfast together. you were just happy that your small world was getting a bit bigger. you loved your little life with Harry in your small home, and you couldn’t wait for this to be the rest of your life, even if he had to get back to work eventually.
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hi! i’m sorry this took me so long to write. this is the end of the official series, but if you want me to write one shots based on soulmate!harry let me know! i’m on my winter break for a while so i should have more time to write. anyway, i hope you enjoyed. feel free to send requests - mosh
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