#harrylewisfluff

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HALLOWEEN HEADCANNONS _*

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ALFIE BUTTLE _*

alfies girl would defiently go for something simple, cute but still hot.

you came out of the bathroom in your boyfriends new flat, a shy smile on your face as you turn to face him. he hadn’t seen your custome yet, and although it was simple you knew he would love it.

“fucks sake.”

his gaze moved from the small deer antlers pressed on top of your hair to your body, soaking you in as he moved towards you. “you’re unreal, girl.” he placed two hands on your waist, feeling if you were actaully real. he was sure he was dreaming.

you giggled, “you don’t look too bad yourself.” he was wearing the much simpler counter part to your outfit, camo. you wanted to be a deer and he had just went with being a hunter to match, knowing he’d make you happy even though he claimed it’s because it was ‘easy’.

CHRIS DIXON _*

chris’s girl would defiently be more out there, opting for being a victoria secret angel.

he hadn’t seen you all day. he had meetings all day so he rocked up to the party an hour late. he’d thrown on a quick custome before, something he’d ordered off of amazon the day before.

when he saw you, he realised it didn’t matter if he had put more effort into it. you would be stealing all the attention.

you feel two hands wrap around you from behind, a smile crossing your face as you lean into the warmth of your boyfriend. “you made it.” you sighed out as he squeezed your hips before placing a protective hand on your stomach, feeling the pink lace.

“i would have made it a lot sooner if I knew you were gonna look like this.” he leaned his head down to place a kiss on your shoulder, followed by one of ur neck. he was glad you’d chosen small flimsy wings, meaning he could get as close as he wanted.

“chris.” you whined - feeling shy at his attention.

he ignored it, turning you around so he can face you and really take you in. “can’t believe i have my own angel.” he kept an arm around you as he leaned down for a kiss, not pulling away until his lips were smeared with your lip gloss, a large grin on his face.

ARTHUR TV _*

arthur’s girl would plan a couples customs for the both of them, going for padme and anakin.

from the moment you two had left the flat he hadn’t been able to keep his eyes and hands away from you. he’d seen your custome, sure, but tonight he was finally seeing it all together for the first time and he lived for it.

“you’ve gave me a newfound appreciation for the stars wars films.” he spoke into your ear over the loud music of the club your group of friends had found themselves in, a protective arm around you.

you gave him a sly smirk, leaning further into his chest while placing a cheeky hand on his thigh as you press up against him to reach his ear. “you know… i was thinking maybe we should make our own film.”

he feels the blood rush to his ears as he processes your words. you caught his flushed face as you pull away but your smile only widened in return. “in the spirit of halloween, of course.” you play it off as if you don’t know your effect on him.

he crept his hand lower on your lower back, tightening his grip as you sat snuggled up into his side. “you’re gonna kill me.” he chuckled but his eyes had changed - something serious brewing as he looked you up and down.

WILLNE _*

will’s girl would definetly try to play in to one his interests.

you couldn’t contain the smile on your face as you exited your uber, making sure to get out slowly as you spotted will waiting with a smile and wave for you.

his eyes widened at your outfit, the lacy bra showing from your semi done up jacket. “hey, handsome.” you grin, throwing him an innocent wave as you walk over to him.

he’s speechless at first, hugging you in greeting before pulling away again to look at you. “you are…” he trails off as he places a protective arm around your waist, holding you tightly as he continues to just stare.

“you’re gonna catch flies, will.” you giggle as he closes his mouth. he didn’t have a retort to your joke. he just leaned down and captured your lips in a kiss, pulling away with a cheesy grin.

he showed you off the rest of the night, still unable to find words for how amazing you looked.

HARRY LEWIS _*

harrys girl would go simpler for her custome.

you used whatever you had in your wardrobe. you had a black, leather top and a matching skirt with some black cat ears on top of your head. you rushed getting ready, rushing out the room with your phone in hand.

“the uber is like 5 minutes away.”

you furrowed your brows at your boyfriends lack of response. you only realised why he was so silent when you looked up and found him staring you down.

“I thought you were going simple?” he reached his arm out to signal you to come closer, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you to stand inbetween his legs from where he sat.

“this is.” you retorted, still confused on the lack of comprehension he was showing. he didn’t respond, running two large hands down your body until he reached your butt, giving you a firm squeeze and making you squeal.

“harry!”

“it’s not m’fault.” he leaned down to nuzzle his lips down into your neck, peppering you with kisses as you wrap your arms around his neck.

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ANOTHER BLANKET | h. lewis

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pairings : harrylewis x reader

summary : reader is being harassed by a creepy man harry is a little too late to save her. [ words ]

warnings : creepy man, verbal sexual harassment, very mild violence, alcohol use, drugs mentioned. established relationship

notes : this is my first ever fic so i’m very sorry if it’s bad and for any mistakes, if you have any suggestions or requests feel free to say.

halfway through the third day of the festival you had left most of your group to go and see another band with a few of the girls you had met — not interested in the artist the boys were obsessed with.

obviously, despite harry trusting you with his life, the boys had instructed you to meet them by a certain group of port-a-loos so they could take you back to the campsite safely, the girls you were with had kept you company until it turned quiet and they had to leave to find their own tent, meaning you were now stood alone.

your outfit was way too revealing for the current weather since you hadn’t fully realised how cold it would be until now, when all the adrenaline and excitement was rushed out of you and all you wanted was to go to sleep. you were almost leaning against the makeshift toilet as you waited.

sighing out, you glanced down at your phone but harry hadn’t sent any more texts except the last one only ten minutes ago reading ‘on my way’. crossing your arms you tried to find any body heat as you looked for your boyfriend and his group of friends.

“you cold?” the voice almost made you jump but your body had slowed down with todays activities. at first glance you could tell that the man speaking to you was on something with his fuzzy looking eyes and slurred speech. you weren’t sure what he was on but you didn’t want to be around it.

you didn’t answer his question directly, instead just shaking your head with a polite smile. “i’m fine, thanks.” you expected him to go away but instead he continued to stare you down, causing you to pull up your low waisted trousers a little more to hide yourself from the creepy man.

“just waiting on my boyfriend and his friends to come and get me…” you felt extremely uncomfortable in his presence, so you used the trick you usually did. men — especially ones that are drunk or on drugs — didn’t fully respect you until they knew you had a man.

of course he was different, a lazy smirk finding its way onto his dirty looking face. “so?” he shrugged while taking a step closer to you, now only a little bit away from where you stood backed up against the loo’s.

you glanced down at your phone and typed out a text quickly before sending it, simply saying the words ‘hurry, creepy man’ because you knew it would have harry running across the field until he found you. “are you okay?” you questioned the man in hopes he would back away.

you were trying to keep him distracted so he wouldn’t be solely focused on getting close to you. “i am now i’m with you, baby.” his bad attempt at being smooth made you physically cringe, but you stood up straight instead of showing weakness.

“my boyfriend is on his way right now, he’ll be here any second.” you stated in hopes on scaring him off. instead, he took another step until he was directly infront of you. he smelled disgusting but he didn’t seem to notice or mind.

“i don’t see any boyfriend, girl—“

he reached out his hand to touch you just as you kicked him straight in the balls as hard as you were able to. he let out an very audible grunt before falling to the ground quickly after.. “you little bitch!” he swore out before hissing in pain again.

you took a few steps away from the man on the ground, ignoring his rambles when you heard the noise of people trecking over the grass using a very fast pace. the sudden noise only installed more fear in you — right up until you realised who it was.

harry, ethan and tobi were running toward you full speed, all of them looking relieved when they saw that you were fine. “there’s my little guardian angels.” a smile graced your face at the sight of them.

harry immediately began to check you were okay before wrapping an arm around your shoulders and placing a kiss firmly on to the top of your head. “jesus christ, you scared the shit out of me.” finally, you felt safe.

“no worries, i handled him.” you referenced to the man still on the ground. “what the fuck did you do to him, y/n?” ethan chuckled slightly at the agony the man on the floor was currently experiencing.

“i only kneed him in the balls, he’s overreacting.” you brushed the creepy man off while leaning further into harry’s chest, beginning to walk away from the scene, feeling glad the boys hadn’t spoken to the drugged out man.

“you’re not going off on your own again—“ harry squeezed your shoulder to get his point across, “i’ll come wherever you want, ‘kay?” he peered down at you as you nodded with a small smile on your lips.

“where’s the rest of yous?” you questioned as all four of you joined the much smaller crowd walking towards the tents. most people had headed straight for bed while others took there time. “they copped out early.” was the answer.

“yeah, like big losers.” ethan’s own comment sent him into a fit of laughter, far too drunk to realise that no one else was joining in. tobi chuckled slightly at his friend until they finally reached there campsite. you all had paid extra for a nicer area, in which there wasn’t campfires set by drunks ready to burn down all of your belongings.

“night, tobs, thanks for making sure i was okay.” you gave the boy a half hug before glancing at ethan that was already stumbling off to go and find his own tent. “need any help with him?” you referred to the almost black out boy.

“nah, he’ll be fine.” tobi answered before following after the ginger. “come on, then.” harry wrapped his arms properly around you to lead you to your shared tent, climbing in quietly to not disturb anybody else.

“i feel dead.” you murmured with a grunt while harry zipped back up the opening. you quickly changed out of your restricting clothes into a baggy shirt and some pyjama shorts, finally able to become fully comfortable.

“we’ll don’t die until monday,” harry joked as he aswell changed into sweatpants to sleep in, “i’m not driving home with those idiots.” he referenced to your friends that were currently in there own tents.

you only chuckled before climbing into the large sleeping bag you had purchased together, a very thin mattress underneath that kept you both off of the ground by a few inches and made sleeping a lot easier for the both of you.

“hurry up.” you groaned out while harry set his clothes away, “i’m freezing.” you complained until he finally climbed into your shared sleeping bag, the goosebumps on your arms slowly fading as you snuggled into him for warmth.

“alright, babe, i already have a blanket i don’t need another.” he teased you but held you closer until you were practically draped over him. you didn’t even bother to react — too used to your boyfriends teasing comments.

instead you let the silence respond to him so you could finally close yout eyes and let exhaustion take over. thankfully, you fell asleep quickly thanks to your sore limbs and harry’s overly warm body making the sleeping bag feel like your own personal oven.