Summary: You and Harry have a long distance relationship. When Harry messes up and misses your three year anniversary, you confront him face to face.
Author’s Note: Ladies and gents, it feels good to be back. My inbox is open to requests. Let me know what you think!
You were furious with him.
Completely and utterly furious with him.
He had done this to you a million times, you always had forgiven him and moved on. But this? This was definitely something you couldn’t let go.
Both you and Harry had been dating for three years now, not a moment did you regret the decision to date the famous "wroetoshaw" on YouTube. You would be the first one to admit that his fanbase and everything that came with being labeled as his girlfriend terrified you but Harry made it worth it. Thankfully, the both of you had managed to keep your relationship away from the public. Fans not in your personal lives eliminated any unnecessary stress you both didn’t need. You were happy, he was happy. You guys barely fought. But that was about to change tonight.
Harry lived in two places: Guernsey and London. He traveled back between the two constantly which always made you a little bit upset. You understood why he'd want to live in London, of course you did. When you had gone out there with him, even you struggled to leave London once your time was up. A mix of the city life and the fact most of Harry’s friends lived there - it was a no brainer.
But being stranded in Guernsey while Harry was away in London had been the first major roadblock in your relationship. There would be long amounts of time that Harry would be in London, leaving you by yourself at home and missing your boyfriend. He'd always come back eventually and apologize in a shower of kisses. You couldn't help yourself but forgive him but this was too far now.
You stormed off back inside your small little flat, flipping off any guys that whistled at you in your short, black mini-dress while doing so. You had decided to get dressed up since tonight was a pretty big deal - the three year milestone with Harry. Your anniversary was today, something that you had reminded Harry about for two weeks. He promised over and over again that he would be home on time for your anniversary and that he'd meet you at your favorite restaurant for a romantic meal. Long story short, you had been sitting at the table for two hours with no sign of Harry. He'd let you down.
You burst through the front door of your flat, throwing your heels off to the floor and locking the door with both locks. At least that way, Harry couldn't get in if he got there in the morning. You sniffled, feeling yourself now start to get upset more than angry. How could he do this? He promised. You’d always forgiven him for being late to come home before but this just felt like a slap in the face.
A second later, you were at the fridge - taking out a bottle of wine and taking a swig from it. You knew it was stupid to try and numb the pain with alcohol, it would only leave you feeling like shit in the morning. You shook your head and put the bottle away, deciding to just go to bed and forget about Harry until the morning.
It was about half an hour later when you had finally gone to bed, wearing one of Harry’s t-shirts and sweats. You were scrolling through Twitter to see if Harry had written anything yet no tweets came up for today. You were a little concerned at that but once you remembered just why you were angry with them, any feelings of being concerned were out the window. You turned off your phone and placed it on your side table - not being able to avoid the framed photo of you and Harry sitting there. At the sight of it, you quickly turned off your lamp and went to sleep.
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"Y/N, Y/N. Baby, wake up." You felt yourself being shaken out of your dream, your name being repeated over and over again. Eventually, your dream of a happy anniversary slipped away and your eyes fluttered open.
You saw a dark figure over you in the bed, causing you to scream out. The figure put his hand over your mouth, trying to reach over to turn on the light as you struggled against his hand. "Babe! Stop! It's me! Harry!" He exclaimed in a loud whisper, turning on the dim lamp light to reveal himself.
You calmed down as soon as you realized it was him, shoving him off you and sitting up in the bed. "For fuck sake Harry, you can't just hover over me in pitch darkness at-" You looked over at the time. "2:30 in the fucking morning!"
"How the hell did you get in here anyway? I locked the front door with both locks." You grumbled, crossing as arms as Harry raised an eyebrow
"Yeah, I noticed that. I had to climb up a floor outside and get in through your window." He motioned the open window before shooting you an amused look. "I told you that you needed to lock your windows."
"And you need to take the hint when I don’t want you in the flat." You grumbled, before grabbing one of your pillows and throwing it at him. "Harold, leave. I don't want to fucking talk to you or even look at you right now."
"C’mon babe, don’t be like that. I know you missed me." He joked, only making the situation worse in pure Harry style. How the hell could he be making jokes and not even acknowledge how badly he had messed up? You just glared at him, shoving him off the edge of your bed and laying back down. "Go to the couch - we’ll talk in the morning when you’re actually ready to have a serious conversation.”
"Baby, come on. I'm joking." He cooed as you just ignored him and tried to go back to sleep. Harry bit his lip and sat back on the bed again next to you, watching your body turn away from him. He took the peaceful moment to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear before running a finger down your arm softly.
"Harry, I’ll seriously do something I’ll regret if you don’t get out and give me some space." You seethed, though Harry didn't budge.
"Your threats don't make you scary, babe. You're like a hamster." He teased before he decided to get serious - he knew you'd really kick him out of the flat if he kept pulling jokes as such. "Look I'm sorry, okay?"
"Sorry for what, Harry? Missing our anniversary, maybe? Maybe promising you'd be home yet you didn't come back on time. Really? I always let it go but you crossed a fucking line this time." You shot back at him.
"My flight got delayed, okay?" Harry admitted in defeat. "The plane was having engine failure so we couldn't take off in time. I had to sit on that plane for ages, I only just landed an hour ago." He said, leaning down to kiss your shoulder. "I'm really sorry that I missed our dinner. I'll make it up to you, okay? Please don't be angry with me. It’s not my fault that Gatwick is proper shit."
"No Harry, I will be angry at you." You said annoyed, still refusing to turn your body towards him. "Okay fair enough, your flight got pushed back far. But you could've come back to Guernsey days ago so you wouldn't miss our anniversary or maybe actually spend some time with me - but no. You're too busy partying it up in London with all your friends and all the girls that probably want to sleep with you the first chance they get. I know there’s gonna be one day where you just don’t come back to Guernsey for me and that’ll be the end of us."
"Babe, where is all this coming from? You know when we started dating that I said I’d be travelling back and forth." Harry frowned, knowing your anger was coming from something more than him missing dinner tonight. He hated to see you aggravated over this topic. Especially when all his friends knew just how much he loved you and how loyal he was. He knew that you weren’t exactly the biggest fan of the amount of female attention he received online. He understood that. But it did bother him seeing you truly believe that he’d never come back home to you one day. “What makes you think I’d ever do anything like that to you?”
"I’m just scared, Harry." You whispered back at him. "I'm very scared of what could happen while you're in London while I'm stuck here." You closed your eyes and tried to block everything out. Until you felt him turn you on your back. You opened your eyes slowly to look up at Harry hovering over you. You felt your heart skip a beat looking up at him in the dim light. Even when you were upset and mad with him, he still had the power to take your breath away.
"You're mad, you know that? Absolutely crazy." Harry stated, leaning down to place a kiss on your forehead. "You think I'd get bored of you? Seriously? Take a look in the fucking mirror, Y/N." He teased you before he returned to neutral. “Whatever I’ve done to make you believe any of what you just said? I’m so sorry, babe. The last three years I’ve had with you have been the best of my life. I would never violate you like that.”
“You know I also work in London too - doing all the Sidemen shoots and videos. I’m building that brand more and more to make sure that I can always come home whenever I want. I’m doing it so that we can live comfortably, that I can take you on holidays and help you pay for this place while I’m away. Never once have I been in London and not missed you, Y/N. I know I’m definitely far from perfect but I won’t let you think that I don’t love you. Cause I do, so fucking much.”
He leaned down and placed kisses down the side of your face - pressing a quick peck on your lips before moving down to your neck.
"I fucking hate you sometimes." You insulted, gasping when you felt him leave love bites on the certain spot on your neck that drove you crazy. You snaked a hand into his hair when he did so, feeling yourself wanting him more rather than wanting to punch him back to London.
"I sincerely doubt that you hate me right now." He said in a cocky tone, pulling his head back to admire the hickies he had left on your neck and smirking down at you.
"Shut the fuck up." You growled, grabbing his fistful of his jumper and pulling his face back down to yours. You slammed your lips back against his, the whole action coming from both anger at him missing your anniversary dinner and lust at the same time. You knew there was love in your actions as well but you were more focused on other things at hand.
Harry did a pretty good job at keeping up with the pace of your lips against his, deepening it and taking the moment to nip at your bottom lip. You moaned softly at that before your hands were underneath his clothes, practically ripping them off him and throwing them off to the side. He did the same with you, the both of you continuing to keep your lips together almost like it was a form of life source.
It wasn't long before the couple were now fully naked, Harry's body pressing against yours as you made out. Something about his skin pressed against yours always gave you a funny feeling in your stomach - such a warm and safe feeling. You knew that you loved this boy after three years of dating, you only hoped you'd be able to communicate that through this.
Harry pulled back after a while, leaning over to the bedside table to retrieve a condom while you placed kisses along his neck. You made sure to leave your own marks on his skin. He grabbed one quickly enough and groaned at your hickies, pulling himself off to you long enough to roll the condom onto himself. You felt your eyes gleam at the sight of your fit boyfriend in his most vulnerable state. You completely understood why she got so jealous of him being away from you - he was such a gorgeous boy.
Your boyfriend was back on you a second later, continuing to make-out with you again as he settled himself between your legs. You wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him close, eventually both of you pulling away for air. There were no words uttered between the two, speaking with your eyes and facial expressions. The rough lust and anger had faded away now to a soft kindness and love that you felt whenever you were near Harry. You smiled at him as he returned the favor before pushing into you without another second wasted.
"Oh!" You moaned, leaning your head back against the pillows as he did so. It had been awhile for you both, having been ages since he was last home. You had definitely missed this. "Harry," You breathed out as he let out a long sigh, getting used to the feeling of being back inside you before he started to set a pace. “Feel so good around me, baby. Fuck I missed you.”
"Harry," You moaned louder this time, going up in volume the faster he went. "Harder, baby." You urged him on, hearing a type of groan and growl leave from his lips. He buried his face into your neck as he continued to thrust faster, leaving more hickies on the other side of your neck.
"Oh fuck yes." He grunted against your skin, his words only bringing back that fluttery feeling in your stomach. "My gorgeous girlfriend. Even when you’re angry at me, you’re still so fucking hot.” He whispered, lifting his head up from your neck to look at you in the eyes while he fucked you. “No-one can have you, you hear me? You're mine." He whispered, taking one of his hands to wrap around your neck. Not too tight but enough to send your mind spiraling.
"Oh fuck Harry!" You cried out at this, your hands going straight to his shoulders. You dug your fingernails into his skin, dragging them down his pale back as you struggled to get your words out. "You're mine, Lewis. You're mine and I'm yours." You choked out, gasping and moaning out a version of his name at every thrust.
"Damn right." He growled, eventually turning you both over so you were on top of him. He kept control despite the change in position, angling his hips up and holding your hips to keep you steady. He kept doing that for a while, just smirking at hearing the porn-worthy noises that came past your lips. That smirk wiped away however when he felt his thrusts starting to falter, Harry coming closer and closer to his orgasm just like you.
"Oh baby, I'm so close." You whispered, clutching onto him as she felt her high nearing. Harry only smirked at this, trying to go as fast as he could in that moment. He sat up from the mattress, keeping a hold on your hips. He kissed you, "Go on baby, come for me. I wanna hear you." He growled against your lips. That was your breaking point.
"Harry!" You practically screamed, reaching orgasm. It was incredible the types of orgasms Harry gave to you, they always left you speechless and shaking. You heard strangled groans of your name come from Harry, feeling him reach his orgasm too. You kept rocking your hips against his as you both worked each other through your orgasms - eventually stopping when Harry pulled out. He collapsed down onto the mattress, bringing you down with him and holding you against him.
You were left a panting mess, resting against Harry’s body and your head on his chest. All that could be heard was your and Harry's panting, both of your eyes closed to take in what just happened before Harry motioned you to look at him.
"You still mad at me?" Harry asked sweetly after a while, “I don’t know how you could be after that.”
"Oh shut up." You rolled your eyes playfully, enjoying his laughter before you pecked his lips.
"Still - I still think something needs to change, Harry." You admitted, gaining Harold's attention. "I mean... I... I love you, I do. And I want to be with you. But you’re in London constantly. I can’t even travel to see you that often because of university. If I’m just barely going to see you, I can't deal with that. I need a compromise."
Harry thought about what you said for a moment, placing a small kiss to your forehead. "You're right. I will admit that I love London more than Guernsey but I love you more than anything." He admitted to you, nothing left but love filling his beautifully colored eyes of his. "So let's fix the problem. When you graduate from uni, come back to London with me."
"What?" You asked, confused.
"Come back with me to London, move in with me and Cal. We never have to be apart that way." He cooed. "I can talk to the guys about letting me come back to Guernsey every couple weeks or so to see you more rather than what I have been doing until you finish school. But when you finish, I want you to move out to London to stay with me permanently. I want to have you there for everything. None of this long distance bullshit. Especially if it’s making you doubt me. I want you with me. To prove to you that you never had anything to be scared about.”
It was definitely a lot for you to take in, moving from your small little town to the big city of the UK. You were nervous about thinking of starting a life there but as you looked at Harry and saw that future involved him - it became a no brainer.
"We'll talk about it properly in the morning, okay? For now, let’s get some sleep. Especially since you gotta make up for missing today." You said softly with a smile, pecking his lips before laying your head back on his chest.
"So after the morning sex?" Harry teased, making you roll your eyes and hitting him with the nearest pillow as his laughter vibrated throughout the whole flat.
Summary: After the reader comes home after a long time apart from her boyfriend Tobi, Netflix commences and chilling begins.
Author’s Note: There you go - Netflix and Chill was just too easy to do 😂
“Tobi." You sung, opening up the front door of Tobi's apartment and walking inside - a wide smile on your face seeing Tobi sitting on the couch watching football. For the past month or so, Tobi had been out of the country traveling with the Sidemen to different conventions to meet fans as well as making Sidemen branded deals. To say you was proud of him would be an understatement but of course you had missed him terribly, hanging out every single day together going to none had been difficult for the both of you. He was back now though, that's all that mattered.
"Baby!" Tobi hopped up from the couch, his snapback flying off his head as he dashed over to you. He captured you in a tight hug, nuzzling your neck and feeling at home in your arms. You just giggled, hugging him back tightly as well and turning your head to kiss his cheek.
"I missed you so much, my YouTube star." You grinned hearing his laugh, something you had missed hearing in person over these past few weeks. He lifted up his head to look at you, leaning down to press his lips against yours. It was sweet yet lustful - pretty much perfect.
"I missed you more, beautiful." He mumbled against your lips, smiling widely before pulling away eventually. He pecked your lips a few times before eventually letting you go. "If I'm ever away from you that long again, I'm buying you a ticket to come out with me. Fuck your job."
"Oi you. I got to make a living and leave my mark on the world." You teased, walking past him to hang your jacket up. You bent down to pick his snapback up, placing it on your own head and striking an adorable pose in front of him. Tobi just shook his head with a smile, walking back over to you and wrapping his arms around your waist.
"You're cute. You're amazing. I missed you." He said in a tired voice, having been traveling for over 10 hours. He kissed your shoulder before shooting a questionable look at you. "So I have you all to myself tonight? Maybe a little cheeky nip to Nandos is in order?"
"I already beat you to it, babe." You smirked, pulling away from him to walk back over to the front door. You opened it and picked up the multiple bags of Nandos, bringing them inside and closing the door again. You giggled and held them up to him, Tobi's laughter echoing through the whole apartment as he just clapped.
"You are amazing."
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It was a couple hours later when the couple were curled up on the couch together, watching Great British Bakeoff on TV. Empty packaging that once contained Nandos were now spread all out on the coffee table, both of you completely content with your hunger and now just snuggling each other. Tobi looked away from the screen and down at you for awhile, your head rested on his chest watching the program. You eventually caught onto his stare, your eyes leaving the screen and looking up at him.
"What are you staring at?" You asked teasingly.
"You." He answered bluntly, running his fingers through your hair. "Thinking about how much I missed you, how I wanted to lay down in your arms after a long day. Or wake up to see your gorgeous face." He cooed, his hand moving from her hair and cupping her cheek.
You felt her whole face heat up at his words. Even though Tobi was known to be the sweetest one out of the Sidemen towards fans, there was even more sweet Tobi that only you got to see. Adorable Tobi. The one who only exposed himself to you, who was loving and gushy and wasn't afraid to admit it to you.
"You've gotten really romantic all the sudden." You got out as he smiled.
"Distance makes the heart grow fonder, pretty sure that's how the saying goes?" He asked, leaning down to press his lips back against yours. The kiss was consuming, like he had been having a thirst for your lips and presence since the moment he got on that plane to Germany for Gamescom. You gave him the same amount of passion and hunger back, your hands resting on his shoulders as you climbed into his lap.
The TV program had been completely forgotten now, the couple both too interested in each other to care about the failed cakes on their screen. Tobi's hands moved from your cheeks and down to your hips, nibbling on your bottom lip for an entrance. You obliged, letting him gain entrance and letting out a small moan at this. You both kept at this for awhile until he eventually pulled away, leaving you breathless and turned on.
"How about we go cuddle in bed? Maybe put on some netlfix or something?" He asked, grabbing the tv remote and turning it off. He held you as he stood up, your legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck as his arms were wrapped around you. While leading you into his bedroom, you were disappointed to say the least. He had teased you and turned you on only to just stop and pretend the kiss never got heated? You would have hit him if it wasn't for the fact she had missed him so much.
Tobi walked into his bedroom, going straight to the bed to place you down gently. You watched as he closed the door and turned on his tv to find Netflix as you just snuck under his bed covers and laid on his pillow. You tried her best to take as many deep breaths as you could, trying to come down from the state he had put you in. You forced out a smile when you eventually saw him put on a random movie - “Frank” to be more specific.
"’Frank’? Really?" You asked amused, watching him slip under the covers next to you and take you into his arms.
"Whaaaat? It's funny!" He exclaimed as you rolled your eyes. "It's about a guy who doesn't take off a fake head - c'mon babe, work with me."
You just rolled her eyes again and leaned your head against his, watching the opening credits come up. It was nice to settle into his embrace and relax, watch and just giggle at the scenes playing out in front of you both. More than halfway through the movie, you felt lips on your neck - your eyes glancing over to see Tobi. At first it was totally innocent, but it quickly went from 0 to 100 real quick as the kisses became open mouthed and his hands started to trail slowly up and down your body.
"Tobi?" You asked, letting out another small moan as he continued. You felt him smirk against your neck once more.
"I was tempted to take you earlier on the couch but I wanted to see how far I could tease you." Tobi mumbled, biting down on your neck to leave a hickey. You moaned out a bit loudly, biting your bottom lip hard as he left his mark. "I missed you, baby. Did you really think I would let you off tonight?"
"Get over here." You groaned, pulling his head out from your neck and pushing his head down to yours - smashing your lips against hers. You both kissed roughly, hands traveling all over each other as clothes started being dropped onto the floor next to the bed. It wasn't long before the both of you were completely naked, locked in a heated exchange of tongues.
"Oh fuck Tobi, I missed you so much." You gasped once he pulled away, burying his face into your neck as he added another hickey to add to your fading collection.
"Oh baby, you have no fucking idea how much I missed you." Tobi groaned, becoming a mess just by hearing your voice. "I spent so many nights alone thinking about you. The way you look up at me when I'm above you, your sweet moans in my ear, the way your face looks when you're close." Tobi just groaned more at the thought, feeling himself get harder. "I fucking need this."
You moaned at his words, a smirk settling on your lips knowing that you were the reason he was acting this way. He continued assaulting your neck with kisses, moving down your body. He made sure to pay attention to your breasts, giving each one the amount of attention they deserved. You cried out slightly when you left his small love bites down your body.
"Tobi." You breathed out.
"Don't you worry baby, I'm gonna take care of you." He smirked as your flushed facial expression, trailing kisses until he was settled in between your thighs. He kissed the insides of your thighs, trailing up to your core. You shook slightly with anticipation before you moaned out, tilting your head back onto the pillows at the feeling of his tongue on you.
"Tobi!" You moaned out loudly, not being able but to thrust your hips in reaction. Tobi just groaned at this and the hand you slipped into his hair, continuing to tease you with his tongue.
"Shit, you're so fucking hot." Tobi said in awe, looking up at your face. He thrusted his tongue faster, bringing you more closer to the edge. Your moans echoed throughout the whole apartment, Tobi blocking out your sounds to focus on getting you off.
"Tobi I'm gonna come. Oh my-" You tilted your head back all the way again, crying out as you reached your peak. Tobi took everything you gave up, spending a few moments in your thighs before eventually coming back up your body - pressing his lips against yours again.
"Tobi please I need you." You gasped against his lips, Tobi groaning at her words and nodding. He sat up on his knees for a moment, leaning across to the bedside table draw to pull out a condom. He did so eventually, ripping open the packaging with his teeth and sliding it onto himself with a hiss. You watched while he did this, your breathing heavy echoing as you waited for him.
"Baby." You whined, not wanting to wait for him any longer. Before she could say anything, he was hovering above you again with a smirk on his lips.
"I'm here baby, I'm here." He whispered, brushing his lips against yours before thrusting into you without warning.
"Shit!" You cried out, your hands going to his back and digging your nails into his shoulder blades. You forgot how much she missed this time with Tobi, how much you needed him right at this moment. "Baby please."
There wasn't another word uttered as Tobi started to set a pace, going faster and much harder. You was used to Tobi being a tad bit rough in bed, but this seemed to be a whole other level. Maybe he needed to leave the country more often. The whole apartment just echoed with cries of pleasure, grunts and skinslapping. You held each other close, savoring each other's noises and facial expressions.
"I love you." Tobi grunted out of nowhere, causing your eyes to widen. That was it. That was the first time he said the L word. He actually loved you. You looked up at him, Tobi looking down at you with a worried expression on his face once he realized what he said.
"I love you too, you idiot." You replied, causing Tobi to just grin and kiss you again. His thrusts sped up again, leaving you both moaning messes. Sweat glistened your bodies after awhile, you feeling that familiar coil in your stomach.
"Tobi I'm gonna-"
"Me too baby, me too." He grunted, his timing of his hips becoming sloppy as he tried to keep the fast pace. "Come with me baby, come with me."
It wasn't long until you both came together, practically yelling out each other's names as you did. You could barely clock anything that was going on around you as she came down from your orgasm, watching Tobi pull out of you and dispose of his condom. He eventually settled back next to you, both of you panting as you held each other.
"Did you like what I said then?" Tobi asked, looking down at you as you grinned up at him.
"Of course I did, you numpty." You cooed, pecking his lips. "Just caught me offguard that's all."
"Figured the only time I'd be brave enough to say it is when we're having sex." He laughed before calming down eventually, looking at you lovingly as he caressed his hand on your cheek. "But I meant it with all of my heart."
I’ve watched Simons QnA and there was a question where it’s was “if he could kill anyone out of the pack, who would it it be” or something like that, and he said Preston, and that’s where I’m confused. Why does Simon hate Preston? Can some one please explain?
I honestly think that the sidemen would never willing hang out with anyone from the pack except for Lachlan. He’s the only one I’ve seen in their vlogs from when they like, go out to dinner and shopping and stuff. I remember a vikk vlog where him and the sidemen went out to dinner and Lachlan was the only one from the pack there.
For some reason the sidemen aren’t too fond of the pack and I’d love to know what happened.
Because Lachlan comes to visit Vik in London more thus why he appears in vlogs with the Sidemen more. Plus the pack literally live all over the world and barely come to the uk nor do the Sidemen leave the uk. The Pack barely hang out with each other all together let alone the Sidemen.
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