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[shefellfromvenus]

Holy Crap Part 2

(A/N thank you for all the likes it means a lot. Im so sorry it took so long.)

*1 month later*

I’ve been trying to push that sex dream, about Harry for the past month, out of my head, but it’s still stuck in my head. Seeing Harry makes me automatically think of the dream. I think he’s also noticed, hopefully not, I’ve been a bit distant. Right now, I’m in some sweats and a sports bra watching reruns of Teenwolf. In the middle of an episode the doorbell rung. It was finally getting intense so I just let it ring. A few minutes later, it rung again and again. It was pissing me off so I paused the episode and stormed to the door and opened it. “Wha- Harry?” I asked wide eyed. “Hey, Y/N,“ Harry said with that dimpled smile. I had to look anywhere, but him. I just had to. I smiled back, obviously fake, but didn’t say anything. I opened the door wider for him to come in. Closing the door behind him and went back to watch my reruns. I didn’t even acknowledge that he was in the same room as me. I heard him clear his throat, but I didn’t turn. “Did I do something wrong,” he asked hesitantly. I just shook my head no. “Then why are you ignoring me? You’ve been distant for a while now. You don’t talk as much when I’m around…. just talk to me.” I turn to look at him and he looks… hurt. Great now I feel guilty making him feel bad, I thought to myself. “Its…just,” I trailed with a sigh. This gonna be harder than I thought. “Its just I’ve had this weird feeling lately and… I don’t know.” He looked just as confused as a 3rd grader doing high school algebra. “What do you mean ‘weird feeling’? Look we’ve been best friends for a long time now and I want you to know that you can talk to me. You should know this.” He said in a conforting voice. I just sighed and looked down at my lap. “Can you pleeeeeease tell me,” he stretched the ‘e’ in please to know he really wants to know. I sigh again,“You aren’t going to let this go, are you?” “Nope,” Harry said popping the p. I put my head in my hands, groaning,“You’re going to laugh at me.” “No I won’t, just tell me,” he whined. I huffed,“Fine.” I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. ‘Okay Y/N, pull yourself together. Its just Harry, your best friend.’ I thought myself. I look up at him and take a deep breath,“I… had a dream…about….you.” Harry’s eyes widen a tiny fraction you can barely notice with his mouth parted. “Y-you had a dream about me,” he said slower than he usually talks. I nodded and looked back to my lap fiddling with my fingers. “About what?” I could feel my cheeks burn up when I slowly look back up to Harry. “Uhh… it was um… a-about… uhh us.. uhh you know,” I stuttered and felt my cheeks burn even more, which is basically impossible. He looked a bit less confused than the first time and said,“So… what about us? What did we do?” I rolled my eyes at him being so slow. ‘You know what,I’m tired of hiding.’ I thought. “Harry, really? I had a sex dream about you, okay?! I can’t hide it any longer. I’ve been avoiding you because of the dream. I could barely look at you without the dream playing in my head. For jeez sake Harry I LIKE YOU! There! Now you know why I’ve been distant,” I explained to Harry. I didn’t even notice I stood up until I stopped talking. Harry was just looking at me wide-eyed, practically popping out of his sockets. “You. Like. Me?“he questioned starting ro stand up and looking nervous. I just start walking backwards, slowly. "Answer me, please.” “I dont have to,” I shook my head,“You know exactly what you heard. And I know you dont like me the way I like you, so please just dont stop talking to me because of that. You’re my best friend and if it makes-” I got cut off by Harry putting a finger to my lips, making my heart race. “How would you know, if I didn’t like you back or not? You must be really stupid, Y/N, if you cant see how I look at you or the way our friends or parents talk about us being together and me silently agreeing,"he says putting his finger away from my mouth, smiling softly. It was my turn to go wide eyed. I opened my mouth to talk but nothing came out. Caressing my cheek softly Harry says,"I like you too.” After that I let my body do what it wants and kissed Harry, in real life this time. The kiss wasnt like any kiss I have ever had. This what I wanted, Harry kissing me with his arms around my waist pulling me close to his body. Regretfully pulling away, I look into his jade green eyes and smile, with him returning it. “So…,” Harry says with a smirk,“What exactly happened in that dream?”

[strangeandwonderfulconcepts]

Could you do a christmas morning when you and Harry are opening presents but it's just the two of you. Please💙:)

Everything about this Christmas was perfect. The cookies were baked and frosted. The tree was lit and decorated with ornaments that you and Harry had put on together. And now, the two of you, still sat in your pajamas and bleary eyed, were on the floor with presents in lap. Harry grinned at the bright red wrapping paper with a large bow on top. “Well, c’mon. Open it.” You laughed. “But it’s sooo pretty.” He whined, but tugged at the ribbon to open it. You bit your lip as you watched him. Harry let out a breath as he looked inside the box. It was the vinyl record of his most recent favorite band. “I can’t believe you remembered.” He smiled. “I think I told you about them once.” You shrugged, but inside you were giddy with the fact that you had finally gotten him something that he didn’t already have. ”I’m glad you like it.” You smiled, looking down to your present. “Babe, I love it. I really really love it.” Harry told you, his cheeks a little pink. He leaned over and pressed a kiss your lips softly. “Almost as much as I love you. Merry Christmas, beautiful.” 

[strangeandwonderfulconcepts]

Sometimes it's just too easy to imagine sliding under the covers with Harry. The way he would roll over and mumble your name sleepily, before wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his nose in the warmth of your neck. He would press soft kisses and mutter something about leftovers in the fridge before snoring softly, his breath tickling your skin.

[strangeandwonderfulconcepts]

Cute-Harry

It was the way he talked that you found utterly adorable. His voice was deep and often grew in volume as he got excited about something. Harry talks a lot, but it was enough just to watch. Sometimes, he pulls on his lower lip or gestures in wide movements with his hands. Harry could be telling a story about walking into the wrong classroom once 10 years ago, but people will still listen because he’ll start laughing half way through at his own joke and he’ll find a way to suck you into a story that really has no point. There is just something so cute about Harry when he talks.  

[strangeandwonderfulconcepts]

"Whatever" - shopping trip? With Harry

Shopping with Harry had become one of your favorite things. It was hard in the beginning, finding a time when the two of you could actually get through a store without being mobbed. But once you did, it became a common pastime. You liked shopping and Harry liked that you wanted his opinion on things that you got. Victoria’s Secret was always a great experience. Harry refused to come in the first couple of times. But after some badgering and some reminding that most of what you bought was for him, he would join you and pick out a few things that he liked and a few he knew you would like. Harry was probably responsible for more than half your wardrobe in that respect. Hot pretzels are a must and so are Icees. Harry was well trained by his mother and sister and doesn’t complain about wandering the racks or holding your purse. He’s just happy to be spending time with you. 

[strangeandwonderfulconcepts]

Together- Harry

Your car’s battery dying was probably one of the best things to ever happen to you. You had finished having dinner at Harry’s house, and when you went to leave, you found the Jeep wouldn’t start. With a red nose from the wind and a blush on your cheek that wasn’t, you knocked on Harry’s door. He opened it, and smiled wide when he saw it was you. “My car won’t start,” You laughed softly as Harry shuffled you into the warm living room. “That sounds like just the right reason for you to stay here tonight.” Harry said, tugging his lip between his fingers as he looked at you. You stood there speechless for a moment. “I wanted to ask you to stay,” Harry continued, “but I didn’t really know how to go about asking.” You began to stammer out the ten reasons why you shouldn’t stay when Harry held his hands up. “No expectations, love. Just you and me, ten pillows and a good movie to fall asleep to.” You bit your lip and smiled. The thought warmed you from the inside out. “Sounds perfect.”

[strangeandwonderfulconcepts]

"bite" harry

It was so not the time. Harry was due on stage in less than ten minutes, but you could care less with his hand under your shirt. The two of you were tangled on the couch in the dressing room, your hips straddling Harry’s as his tongue explored your mouth. He groaned as you pressed your hips into the bulge that was growing steadily in his too tight jeans. “Christ,” Harry breathed, tangling his hand in your hair and moving to suck a mark into your neck. You whined quietly as he licked over the bruising skin. “I need to. Just. Fuck.” Harry moaned, grabbing you by your hips to place you on the cushion of the couch. He scrambled to hover over you, his lips pressing against yours in a searing kiss. You fisted Harry’s hair in your hand and arched your back into his touch. He kissed your collarbones, his teeth scraping against your warming skin. “Harry,” You let out a shaky breath as his mouth continued its heated descent. He hummed in response and hastily tugged your shirt over your head. “Taste so good,” He murmured, nosing between your breasts. Then your bra was on the floor. ”Don’t know if I’ve ever seen you move so fast,” You chuckled. Harry sighed against the soft skin of your chest. “I need you.” You shivered involuntarily, his words sending tingles straight to your center. He bit into your breast, and you moaned loudly, knowing that this was only the beginning.  

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[strangeandwonderfulconcepts]

"Did you hear that?" Harry :)

You could hardly hear anything over Harry’s snores, but you could hear the crash that came from the living room. You sat up in bed, Harry’s arm slipping from around your waist. You paused a moment before hearing the commotion again. Biting your lip, you turned to Harry. You shook his shoulder gently. “Harry,” You whispered. He groaned and tried to pull you back into his arms. “Harry, wake up.” You tried again. He blinked his eyes open, mumbling. “Did you hear that?” You ask him. “All I hear is you waking me up.” He mutters, looking at the clock, and groaning when he does. “Harry, I’m not kidding. There’s someone in the living room.” Harry stares at you, about to say something, when you can hear the noise again. He curses loudly and throws off the blankets. You scramble off the bed with him. “Stay.” He directs. You roll your eyes before replying, “As if.” Harry narrows his eyes at you but doesn’t say anything as he walks out the door. The two of you stumble into the living room (neither one of you had much of a plan) and turned on the lights. Niall groaned and swore loudly at both of you, a tipped over lamp on the floor. “Christ! Can’t a man get some sleep anywhere?” He complained. Harry rubbed the back of his neck. ”At least it’s not a burglar.”  With a sigh, you flip the switch, leaving Niall on the couch to resume his sleep.