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missleahlin

5 years ago

Comforting Ethan Dolan

Summary: The Reader accompanying the twins with the talk with Shane Dawson

‘So are you guys ready?’ Y/n asked while climbing on Graysons car.

‘Nah.’ Grayson shruggged, while Ethan your Boyfriend remain quiet.

Y/n has been one of the closest friends of the twins and is the girlfriend of Ethan Dolan, for one and a half year. She has seen the struggles of the twins when it comes to video ideas and she was there when their dad passed away.

So when Grayson suggested their next video idea which include the Shane Dawson, she was all for it.

Y/n saw the struggles of the twins trying to upload every Tuesday, even after their dad died, they haven’t stopped making videos and uploading on time. So Y/n can see that the twins are burned out and doesn’t seem to be enjoying making videos, but didn’t want to dissapoint the fans.

So the night before meeting with Shane, Ethan had a talked to her while they are cuddling and watching netflix.

‘Do you think they will be dissapointed?’ Ethan asked quietly while stroking y/n hand, eyes still on TV.

‘At first, yeah.’ Y/n answered while starting to face Ethan.

‘But if they are really your fans, they will understand. It’s not like you guys are quitting, just taking the time to rest and to cope with the things that you guys have been putting off.’ Y/n said stroking Ethan’s hand.

‘And if you guys haven’t notice on the comment section, that they want you to rest and they’re willing to wait’ y/n added.

‘Thanks bub!’ Ethan said while dragging y/n to lay down.

‘Now let’s sleep since we have a long day tomorrow’ Ethan added while pulling you closer.

While lost on your thoughts, you guys finally reached Shane and Ryland’s place.

‘Okay E, you ready?’ Grayson asked his twin while driving through Shane’s house.

‘Let’s do this Gray!’ Ethan answered, nervously while making eye contact with you in the rear view mirror.

When you guys finally parked, Shane and Rylan was there to welcome you.

‘Welcome! Its the first time I actually met you guys in person, Nice to meet you’ Shane exlaimed while reaching out for a hug.

‘Hi! Thanks Shane, for agreeing with this’. Grayson said reaching out for a hug.

‘Yeah man! We really admire you especially on Youtube community, so it means a lot to us’. Ethan said while reaching out for a hug.

‘By the way, this is Y/n, my girlfriend’ E added while reaching out to you.

‘Oh Hi, Nice to meet you! I’m a big fan!’ y/n said while going for a hug.

‘And hello Ryland, nice to meet you guys’. Y/n reached out and give Shane’s fiancee a hug.

‘Oh that’s a shoker, I didn’t know a Dolan have a GF.’ Shane said jokingly but smiling sincerely.

‘Well, you know with youtube community, some are still not accepting, so we decided to laylo for a while, since some fans can be possesive’. Ethan announced while reaching out to hug your waist.

‘Okay, so now that all the introduction is done, why don’t we come in and start our session, hahaha’ Shane suggested while guiding everyone in.

‘Are you okay?’ You asked Ethan, who’s still holding your waist.

‘A bit nervous, but I’ll be fine. But thanks for being here bub, Grayson and I really appreciate it’. He said while peaking your lips.

‘All good babe! I’ll hang out with Ryland and you do your thing with Shane okay.’ Y/n said giving E a hug.

‘I love you.’Ethan said while peaking your lips and catching up with Grayson and Shane in the Living room.

Y/n and Ryland hang out at the outside patio that Ryland has recently renovated for his video. They talk about life and find out that y/n is very similar with his sister Morgan, and promised to introduced them soon.

Y/n and Ryland stopped talking when they heard laughting and saw the twins and Shane standing up and joking around.

‘Hey, they look done, lets go join them’ Ryland suggested while walking inside the house, with you right behind him.

‘So are you guys done with your theraphy session, Dr Phil?’ Ryland joked while making the other laugh.

‘Hahaha, we should totally make that a series’ Shane added, while Ethan met your eyes, and you can see the relief in them.

‘We’ll thank you again Shane, we really appreciate, you finding the time to talk to us’ Grayson said hugging Shane.

‘Yeah, Thanks we really needed that, I feel lifted!’ Ethan added also going for a hug

‘Well I feel heavy!’ Shane joked, making everyone laugh.

You guys hangout for a bit behind the camera, joking around, laughting while you and Ethan make eye contact constanty. Everyone said their goodbyes, with the light feeling that the twins definitely needed.

On the drive home, the twins are quiet but you can tell the atmosphere is light and the twins are in deep thought. When you arrive home, Grayson walked off mumbling he needs to exercise to clear his mind, while your boyfriend quietly walk through his room.

‘Hey, you want anything to eat?’ You asked cautiously when you followed him in his room, seeing him already layinh down.

‘Nah’ Ethan simply said while smiling at you.

‘What?’ You asked, while sitting on the bed.

‘Come here!’ Ethan said while pulling you to bed making you fall down. ‘I Love you’ He quietly added while giving your neck a peak.

‘And thank you bub, for being their for me and Gray. I appreciate you.’ He added while hugging you thightly.

‘I love you too and I’m always here for you guys.’ Y/n answered while stroking Ethans hair.

‘Okay lets sleep first and eat later.’ Ethan mumbled falling asleep still hugging you with his head on your neck.

‘Okay sleep’. You mumbled closing your eyes and stroking Ethan’s hair till he fall asleep.

Coca cola vs inside the car

Summary: David putting mentos on his Girlfriend’s coca cola inside the car (based on David’s recent vlogs)

Y/n and David has been in a relationhip for 6 months, they met while Y/n was an intern director at Nickelodeon. Y/n was helping David adjust on set and their relationship develop further, which gave David the courage to finally asked her out.

Now 6 months in their relationship and they are both happy and in love, the vlog squad has been very welcoming and Y/n and Natalie, has become good friends.

David was supposed to pick her up, as he asked if she can help him film something for the vlog.

While waiting on her apartment, David Messaged her, that he’s outside.

‘Hey babe, I’m here with the squad come down now’ the message read.

You then hurriedly grabbed your jacket, phone, purse and keys and quickly locking the door to meet the squad and David.

‘Coming’ you replied while waiting for the elevator.

When you get down, you spotted David’s Tesla with Zane, Jason, Carly and Natalie with the front seat empty, you open the door while saying hello to everyone and putting your seatbelt on.

‘What about me?’ David said pouting.

‘Hi!’ You answered kissing his pouting lips.

‘So, what’s the plan for the vlog? Any explotions, flame throwers, or drunk videos?’ You asked familiar with the vlogs of David.

‘Not yet, but we should go to the grocery and some coca cola babe. As they offered me a brand deal, that fine with you?. David asked while holding your hand and driving.

‘You got a Brand deal for coke?! Omg! Thats huge!’ You said excitedly while stroking his face.

‘Well Y/n, you know your boyfriend, he just show a video of him eating or drinking something, and the brand deal comes knocking’. Jason said, which earn a laugh from Zane and Carly, while Natalie is on her phone.

‘Let’s go?’ David said when you reach the supermarket, grabbing his camera and your hand.

On the supermarket, everyone grab some snacks while your boyfriend grab some 2L coke.

On the car, David set up his camera as usual and hand you one, 2L coke, thinking nothing of it, you grab it while he drive.

‘Hey babe, can you open the coke, I wanna drink’. You thinking he really just want to drink for the brand deal open the coke without thinking of anything.

While you hold, the opened coke on your left hand, the other hand and your eyes are focused on the cookie, that you bought on the supermarket.

Without noticing that David has opened a mentos and put one inside the coke, making the coke explode, and startled you with the coke fizz.

‘What the fuck!!! David! Omg!’ You exlaimed trying to close the coke and open the window, but your boyfriend being David Dobrik, locked the door and laugh.

You thinking fast, pissed and wet from the coke explosion, grab another mentos put one in the coke and face it on David while he drive, now you’re the one laughing.

‘WTF, babe, come on! Im driving!’ He exclaimed with a smile.

‘Well you started it!’ You argued back trying to finish the coke on david while laughing, making Zane, Jason and even Natalie Laugh.

‘Well how’s that for a coke ad!’ Zane said while getting out of the car as you reach David’s house.

‘Now I’m all sticky’ you said to David while pouting and trying to clean yourself.

‘Me too babe! So lets go shower and change’ he said while kissing your pouting lips.

‘So how’s that for your vlog?’ You asked while walking inside with David.

‘Good, but I have to do that, to the others first.’ He said while pulling you to his room.

‘But for now, I wanna shower with my sticky girlfriend’. He added while kissing you and dragging you on the shower.

Do I Know You?

of all the places to be recognized you did not think cherry pit at a harry styles concert would be one of them - especially by the man himself.

Word Count: 7014

A/N: hello friends! i had been wanting to write famous mc for a while and then i finally got the idea. in this story, harry is the rockstar we know and love. y/n belmonte is a famous actress known for her roles in the the queen's gambit and the hit drama new amsterdam. i gave her a last name and her father is mexican-american and her mother is english. truly something sweet filled with fluff. if you got any questions i'll be happy to answer them

you'll have to let me know if you wish to see more of them <3

please do let me know what you thought of the story and please reblog <3333

love on tour series //

St. Paul, Minnesota

Being in Minnesota was fun. You were visiting your best friend taking a well-deserved break. You had just finished filming a Netflix show that had lots of buzz around yet did not have a release date and had attended the Emmys. As award season had come to a close, you decided visiting your favorite person would be an excellent way to celebrate. Especially since free days were becoming rarer and rarer. You were thankful for the role in The Queen's Gambit and its direction for your career, but it was always lovely to enjoy time with loved ones.

Naomi had let you stay in her guest bedroom, letting you know to stay for as long as you wish, but you wouldn't last longer than five days. You didn't like intruding on Naomi and Sarai, Naomi's partner. They both assured you that it was no problem, but you begged to differ.

On your second day, Sarai surprised you with enchiladas just like your grandma had made. Their family was from Acapulco, Mexico, just like your grandparents. Naomi always liked to say she was meant to bring you all together, and she had.

That wasn't the only surprise you had come to learn she had for you as she said to dress nice and be ready at eight. You were even more shocked to hear that Sarahi would not be joining you. They informed you they had to meet with their cohort to go over a project they were handed.

You had a limited selection of clothes from your suitcase and clothes you had left over the years. After getting out your favorite pieces, you dressed in black flares that made your ass look amazing. You paired it with a silk cami, a mint color that matched your nails. You paired it with your favorite pair of red leather boots that were always packed first in your suitcase. They're a few years old, but you treasured them too much to say goodbye. They were the only classy shoes you packed because you swore you could pair them with anything, and thus far, you have.

You debated the most about doing your makeup, not being able to make up your mind before deciding to go with mascara and red lipstick. Looking in the mirror, you felt hot and knew you looked great. Being in the public eye, you learned to spot all your insecurities before the world could and owned them. The scar running up your thigh was always an attention grabber until the story of how you got it was exposed, and then no one seemed to care about a bicycle accident that happened at the age of twelve.

Grabbing your wallet and phone, you headed out to the living room where Naomi was sitting on her couch scrolling through on her phone, Sarai having left already.

"You don't mind carrying my wallet, do you?" You asked.

"Course not, give it here."

Naomi, nosy as always, opens up the wallet and takes a look inside as you grab some water before you have to head out. She's quiet, so you peek over and see her standing with the wallet still in hand.

"I'm in your wallet." She states, showing you a photo of last December of her standing arms raised as she stood in the center of the ice rink.

"You have been since that time you gave me a photo of you that was taken during team pictures for Tennis in ninth grade."

Naomi nods, remembering how she had given one to you and her parents then hiding them away. "Yeah, I don't know. Nice to know you keep me close."

"Always do, only one person I call my best friend."

Naomi shakes her body out, pocketing the wallet into her pink cross-body bag. "Alright, enough being a sap. We've got to go."

In the car, Namoi decides against music and instead decides to interrogate you on your next project. For the first time in a long time, you didn't have anything definitive lined up. You filmed and auditioned like crazy the past few years, so your manager, Viola, was giving you a much-needed break. She loved to remind you to relax and enjoy it all, and thanks to her, you had. Viola has always had your best interest in mind since she met you at age seventeen.

"Viola said I'm a free bird for a few weeks, months she had said, but I'll surely have an interview or two pop up soon."

"Does that mean you'll be staying with me?"

You laugh, "Nice try, but someone is busy with her dissertation, and I'd be a distraction."

"A pretty one at least."

"Gee, thanks." You reply sarcastically.

"What will you do?"

You shrug, "Life has a funny way of working things out, so I'm not worried."

Naomi looks over at you, confused, "I've never seen you so mellow."

"It is because life is good, and I'm here with you. Being with you reminds me of home."

"New York?" You don't answer, so she keeps going, "Los Angeles, Miami, New Orleans?"

"London."

Naomi frowns, "London?"

"I had not stayed for longer than a week but those four months. It felt like it could be home, or well, I could make it home."

"Do you think it has to do with your parents?"

You look over at Naomi, who's focused on the road, making a right turn into a busy street filled with traffic. "Yeah, it does."

Neither of you continues the conversation as you finally see the destination in front of you.

The Xcel Energy Center.

Naomi had brought you to an arena where hundreds of cars and many people walked towards what you assumed was the entrance. There were two entries to the parking, and she picked the one that said VIP.

She rolls down her window and leans in to look at the name tag on the security. "Hi, Jason." She greets confidently.

"Miss you a VIP member?"

"No, but I can be." The man frowns. "I got royalty in the car." She gestures her head to you. God. Of course, she's playing the famous card.

You lean closer, "Hello Jason, good evening."

The man's eyes widened, and that's when you get a good look; he couldn't be older than 25. "Shit! Sorry--you're! Oh my goodness! I love you. You're my hall pass."

Naomi is biting back a laugh, and you smack her thigh to silence her. "Very flattering, Jason. Thank you. See, I wasn't aware I was coming to the show, or I would have called ahead to make an arrangement; if it's not possible, you can direct us to the available parking lot. I believe it's close to show time."

"No worries, Miss Belmonte. You follow straight ahead of the cones, and Connor will meet you at an entrance. Do you happen to know where you'll be sitting?"

You look at Naomi, waiting for her to answer. "Cherry pit."

"Very well. We'll have bracelets ready for you and someone to direct you in." Jason offers kindly.

"Thank you so much, sorry for the bother. You've been an angel." The young man blushes but doesn't look away. "Could I offer you a photo?" You suggest, genuinely thankful for his help.

His smile falters, "I would love that, but I'm on the job, Miss Belmonte."

You smile, admiring the man and following their protocols. You think for a minute before reaching into the glove box where you know Sarai keeps extra purple index cards for some reason. There is a pen right beside it. You write a thank you, folding it in half and handing it to him.

"Thank you, Jason. I'll never forget your generosity."

"Same here, my niece looks up to you. She thinks you're a real-life princess."

"Do send her my love then."

Jason nods, stepping back, and Naomi continues to a parking lot where few cars are parked.

"You amaze me." Naomi states. You laugh, not sure how to respond. "You handled that with some much grace even after I abused your fame card."

"As long as you don't do it again," You chastise her as you've done many times before.

"We'll see," she chuckles, "come on, Miss Hall Pass."

You roll your eyes, slip out of the car and see a man waving at you. You both offer your wrists where he puts on the wristbands after he checks Naomi's tickets. He nods, asking you to follow him in. There's loud chatter, and you can hear "Olivia" being played through the arena. Conner walks you down the steps to the entrance, where he bids you a good time.

"I can't believe you surprised me with a Harry Styles show."

Naomi grins, throwing her arm over your shoulder walking you towards a side of a stage that looks empty. "I know, I'm the best."

"Yeah, everyone looks amazing. There are so many boas." You marvel at how there are people dressed as if they were about to walk the runway.

"Do you think he'll show tits tonight?" Naomi giggles, thinking back to your reaction to her sending you a photo of his Las Vegas outfit in which he was dressed in a pink fringe vest showing off his toned body.

"A girl can dream," you joke.

"I'll never understand how you've never run into him again." Naomi shakes her head, "The one person who should be your friend and isn't."

"Wow, thanks. That's totally why I became famous."

"It's why I stuck around being your friend." She quips back.

You scoff, "jerk."

"Kidding."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Let's bet you get recognized tonight?"

You nod because you're confident it won't be happening, "Sure, what do you want?"

"Christmas in London."

"New Year in Italy."

"Damn, that's good. I hope I lose."

You laugh, causing a few heads to turn to look at you, and you duck, not liking eyes on you. "Ah, Miss Introvert makes her appearance."

"Leave me alone, you stinker."

Naomi laughs at you, pulling you in for a hug so you can hide properly, "Think on the bright side, no one cares about you because compared to Harry Styles, you're like a nobody all over again."

"That felt like a backhanded compliment."

She shrugs, "Take it as you please."

There are loud cheers suddenly filling the arena, causing you both to look over at the stage when it's only a box in the middle of the runway being taken under the stage.

Naomi stares at it as you untangle yourself from her hold. "You've heard the box theories."

"Only a hundred times because you don't shut up about it."

"Come on, I think it's cool. I want to see how he gets in and if he's uncomfortable or if someone's spun him around a few times. Like I can't imagine it to be comfortable."

"Alright, for Christmas, I'll get you one of those boxes, and we'll roll you around."

"Would you really?"

"Christ, you're a weird one."

You settle down swaying and singing along to Bohemian Rhapsody.

"When did you even score these tickets?"

"Two years ago," she answered nonchalantly.

You gasp, "what?"

"Yeah, remember how he postponed it because he wanted to film two movies well then."

"Wow, I love you."

"I know."

The lights go out, and the cheers are deafening. A poem starts being read, and you can see the band coming out setting up. The female band members are in orange, and the men are in blue/green shade. You let out a loud cheer letting it get lost with the thousands of other people's yells.

Here's to a night to remember.

It has truly blown away how amazing Harry sounds. You had been dying to hear his new album live since it came out in 2019. Each song has a different intro making it feel like a whole new song. The band matches his energy, and you can tell how much he thrives on it.

Harry constantly blows kisses out into the crowd, smiles at posters, and responds to a few with an exaggerated reaction. The intro to Sunflower Vol. 6 with Niji had to be your favorite. You could see how Harry and the crowd loved the beat as the cheers only got louder.

You had not stopped dancing and singing along since he came out. You could hear how horse Naomi's voice had become due to shouting out the lyrics.

Harry had not been wrong when he had said you might be getting lots of ass tonight, but you weren't complaining; it wasn't a bad view. He was so effortlessly himself on the stage that you felt his presence no matter where you stood.

This had to be one if not the best concert you have ever attended.

After Sunflower, Harry takes a moment to take in the crowd; he spots a poster reading, "Should I text him?" He proceeds to go on a long tangent about double texting, thumbs upping means they replied last, and finishing off by saying, "trash, trash, trash." That erupts lots of cheers.

No, you did not think you would ever hear Harry Styles be giving relationship advice to a sold-out arena, but damn, does this man continue to surprise you.

The concert continues, Cherry making you swoon; it is one of your favorites on the album because you were a sucker for sad songs. Lights Up easily becomes your favorite song he performs. He sings the song with his whole heart, and the crowd does the same. Singing "do you know who you are" in an arena of people knowing you're doing what you love with amazing people in your life, you happily sing back. You really understand what people mean when they say Harry makes you feel part of something bigger, makes you remember the importance of embracing who you are one hundred percent.

It's after Lights Up that he begins walking around closer to your side. He smiles at your section before doing a double-take; he grabs more of the cord and steps closer, causing the fans around you to start cheering louder as he's showered with bouquets of flowers.

Harry has stopped walking, and you feel as if he was staring right back at you. You're four rows back from the barricade but now he has the eyes of a hawk not missing anything, just like he spotted the Green Bay Packers fan earlier in the show.

"Do I know you?" Harry speaks into the microphone.

You foolishly turn around before looking back at him before pointing to yourself. He laughs. "Yes, you."

"Don't think so." You shout back, hoping he can hear you.

That wasn't the truth, but it didn't feel like a lie. See, many moons ago, when Harry was still in One Direction, and you were booking Indie films and minor roles for prominent directors, you both happened to be attending the same event a mutual friend invited you to attend. Harry approached you and chatted with you for a long time, sharing a drink of apple cider until he was whisked away.

You didn't know he tried to find you again later in the night or that he asked everyone who attended if they had seen you or knew who you were, but no one seemed to recognize her name. It wasn't until his sister, Gemma, mentioned watching a show named "New Amsterdam'' did he find you again. You were a semi-regular from London a surgeon and were so positively received by the audience that it seemed you were coming back as a regular. Then after finally finding out your name, he fell down the rabbit hole of your IMDB, and well ever since 2018, it's like he always had an out for you.

Harry watched your newest horror thriller film Ready or Not and Love and Monsters, where you had a small role but captured his attention every time you were on the screen. He had watched countless interviews and learned how you had worked with Dylan O'Brien before in a film named First Time, sharing how Dylan gave you lots of advice and managed to be a friend through your growing career. Maybe he was biased, but he thought you were an outstanding actress, each role you made your own. Acting alongside Tom Hanks and being the person to stand out. Don't even get him started in your role in The Queen's Gambit; he could discuss it all day and night.

Well, Harry can proudly be called your fanboy.

Harry had that party in 2015 flash through his mind, and he was hoping you remembered him as well. He'd known he would recognize you in any crowd; he just didn't expect it to be in Minnesota.

He steps closer and narrows his eyes. "May 2015."

You gasp, and it stuns his fans. Not that he knows you, but that he stated a date that they could maybe pinpoint. You doubted it as you don't remember documenting the night or making conversation with anyone other than Harry.

"Yeah," you smile, nodding. "Thought you wouldn't remember."

"I remember a lot in the big head of mine." He jokes. You laugh. "Any requests?" He's smiling at you, waiting to see what you'd say.

You think about it, "Medicine!"

He smirks. "Did you say canyon moon?" The crowd cheers for medicine, and a few yell, asking for to be so lonely, "well, we will be doing Canyon Moon. This is for you." Harry sends you a wink before strutting away to get ready.

"Did Harry Styles recognize you?" Naomi asks, not believing that happened.

"Yes."

"From six years ago."

"Yes."

"Holy shit. What is your life?!"

You laugh because that did not feel real. Naomi spins you around as you happily dance and sing along to a song now dedicated to you. You're trying your best to ignore the glances and the few cameras being pointed at you. You see the recognition in many girls around you, and with no security, you hope they stay respectful.

"Think you might have to get away," Naomi grimaces.

You sigh, still dancing along to the song, "yeah."

"Damn,"

"I'll just slip out and wait in the car. You finish the show." You tell her, not wanting to take this experience away from her.

Naomi pouts, "You're too good of a person. We'll leave before the encore. Got like two songs left."

You nod, knowing she has a point, enjoy the last bit and worry leaving in a while everyone is distracted cheering for an encore they knew was coming.

After finishing crying to Fine Line, swaying with your best friend to a song that brings you so much comfort, you make your way towards the exit where you entered, knowing it'd be the easiest way out. Naomi links your hands together and pulls you forward, staying close to the barricade when a hand sticks out, landing on your elbow stopping you. You startle bumping into Naomi, not recognizing the man. Naomi is ready to rip him a new one when he lifts a pass up. "Love on Tour: Manager."

You let out a sigh, instantly relaxing. "I'm Jeff." He introduces himself.

"I'm Y/N, and this is Naomi."

Jeff smiles, "I know who you are. Think most people do. The cameras put you on the screens."

"Oh," you feel your face flush.

"If you need to leave, we can get you out backstage, but you can also watch from here with me if you'd like to. I've got fancy one-of-a-kind lanyards."

You look at Naomi but know the choice is in your hands, and well, you're hesitating. "I've got it on good authority that someone wants to meet you." Jeff offers.

You nod, letting him hand over a pass, slipping it over your head going over to a side entrance where the security enables you to pass through. You thank him before greeting Jeff in a handshake, and he seems taken back at the gesture before shaking your hand.

"Can I just say I'm a fan of your work? You were incredible in Queen's Gambit. My wife adores the show and you." Jeff tells you as you stand next to him.

You grin at him. "Thank you, means a lot to hear that. Send her my best, will you? If you want, we can send her a message or sign something." You offer.

"You're kind, thank you."

Naomi finally speaks up, still on edge, "Listen, Jeff, don't go taking advantage of her."

"Course not. I understand how much H values his privacy. I imagine it's the same for you."

You nod, "She means well; she's very protective. We've been friends since the sixth grade."

"I understand friendship," He squeezes your arm in assurance. "I feel like I've known Harry all my life. I'd never try to jeopardize your privacy. But you are at a concert for one of the most in-demand artists of the time."

You giggle, "That I am."

You turn back on stage as Harry starts singing Sign of the Times, and the note changes make you feel as if you're hearing it for the time. You sing along, loving that Jeff sings as well. You had not expected to be here but wouldn't change this moment for anything.

Harry introduces his band, Elin, Ny Oh, Niji, Pauli, Mitch, and Sarah. Jeff laughed as he heard you scream the loudest for Sarah out of the other members. You know he makes a mental note of that. Harry begins having the audience riff off with him. He's walking around going from side to side, seeing who can sing it louder. Harry goes back to where you were initially standing to seek you out but doesn't find you. He asks for the house lights and nothing. He frowns, and you catch that on the screens before he moves down, finding a fan dressed as a banana.

He begins singing "she's dressed as a banana" in a beat that fits so well with what the band is playing. That truly is impressive. The crowd singing it with him just as loudly. You're sure that catchy tune will be stuck in your head for a long time.

"He was looking for you," Jeff yells over the intro to the song.

"Was not." You state.

"He was. I know him well. Also, you were the only one he interacted with within the area."

You hum, "Never thought he'd spot me in a crowd."

"Are you kidding? He'd find you in the crowd of time square. He's got a crush on you." Jeff lets slip.

"You don't say," you smirk.

"Please don't tell him I told you."

"Secret is safe with me."

You dance singing back the lyrics when Jeff looks over at you, "Well,"

"Well, what?" Not amused, he interrupted your singing to watermelon sugar.

"You fancy him?"

"Honestly, he's a dream. We clicked all those years ago, so maybe it's still there."

Jeff nods, liking your response, beginning to dance when you see someone else going crazy for his moves, and you start cheering them on. You come to learn his name is Tommy, and he's also part of Harry's team. After kiwi, Jeff ushered you backstage, taking you into a communal area where everyone meets after to celebrate with a drink.

And now you wait.

The band comes in full of chatter; Pauli has a bi pride flag resting on his shoulders. Sarah has her hand resting around Mitch's waist. Elin and Ny Oh were laughing with each other as they all stepped in Jeff at your side.

You wave hello to everyone, holding your breath as you feel all of their eyes on you. Turning to the side to look at Jeff, he does nothing but laugh, "Friends, this is Y/N Belmonte and her friend Naomi. Y/N and Naomi, this is Sarah Jones' band." You all let out a laugh, instantly thankful for Jeff's joke to break the ice.

"A pleasure to meet you all. You were incredible out there." You grin at them, hoping someone will say something.

"Thank you," Mitch replies, and it instantly relaxes you.

"Someone's favorite is the drummer," Jeff teases as they wait for Harry to make his way inside as he had to remove his mic pack and also took a moment to himself after.

You feel your face flush, "my grandma liked playing the drums, and I was rubbish. I'm great on piano, but I just have so much respect for the drums. Not that you all aren't amazing, it's just personal." You defend.

"No worries, I respect that," Niji replies, offering a fist pump.

"So are we okay to take photos with you? We're big fans, and I think Queen's Gambit is always playing in our tour bus." Elin tells you.

"Oh, and the thriller about hide and seek," Pauli informs you.

"Thank you, of course, we can."

After getting photos with everyone, make sure to get them on your phone as well, knowing you'd have to share on your close friends' list about how great the concert was and how lucky you were to meet the band. By the time Harry comes in, everyone is chatting as if we've known each other for months. You learn how funny and intelligent Pauli and Niji are. Ny Oh tells you about life on tour. Elin shares how she's having the best time and offers to show you some tunes on the guitar.

"Jeff-she's gone again. I couldn't even-" he stops in his tracks as he sees you standing with Mitch and Sarah, their phone in hand as they were showing you photos of their baby. "How are you here?"

"Oh, my best friend Naomi bought us tickets. Very nice of her. She said something about Ticketmaster sucking." You laugh thinking back to her story about how she got online early and even had Sarai helping her.

"No backstage. I looked for you in the crowd. I didn't see you."

Jeff gives you an I told you, so look from the side, and you bite back a smile.

"Oh, that's what you were looking for. Thought you lost a contact lens." Naomi teases.

"Jeff was kind enough to offer us to exit backstage if we needed a way out and also said it was okay if we stayed." You smile at Harry's confused but elated face. "Said you might want to meet. Got a good manager in your hands."

Harry nods, his voice soft, "can I hug you?"

You grin and nod, in two strides, he's in front of you, bringing you wrapping his arms around you, and you do the same, resting them on his waist. He's holding you tight as if he won't be letting go any time soon.

He squeezes you tightly two more times before letting you go but leaving a hand resting on your back. "You should introduce yourself with your full name. I only had your name to go by."

You frown, "I used my first name with Jeff, and he knew not to sound conceited or anything."

"No, six years ago. You left, and I never found you that night. I only had your name to go by."

Your eyes widen in surprise, "Well, shit. I didn't know that."

"Yeah, I didn't know who to ask."

You're aware everyone is tuned in with your conversation with Harry but don't mind. "Could have asked Harry Lambert. He invited me to the event."

"Who?" Harry asks, not sure if he heard you correctly.

"Your stylist, Harry Lambert. He helped style me a lot when I was starting out. He said to call him if I ever needed him, and it was thanks to him, I found Gabbi. She's amazing and the reason I dress so well." You gesture down to your outfit.

"Holy shit, six degrees of separation."

"Truly."

"I mean, I asked everyone at that event about you, but Lambert had left early. Why did you leave?"

You shrugged. "Didn't know anyone other than Lambert, and we had a conversation, but you literally bounced from person to person, so I assumed you wouldn't circle back and left."

Harry nods, "Sounds like past me; I'm better at staying in one place now."

"Noted."

"Right, well, fancy a drink again?"

"Sure-'

"Ginger ale or sparkling water?"

You don't even ask why he remembers, "Water is fine."

"Alright, you had your moment. I'd like an introduction." Naomi walks over after he hands you your drink.

You chuckle, "Right. Naomi, meet Harry Styles. Harry, meet my best friend, Naomi Hart."

"Pleasure, Harry. I'm a big fan. That was a hell of a performance." She offers her hand to him, and he happily shakes it back.

"Thank you! It means so much. Have you been to a show before?"

Naomi nods eagerly. "Yes, we were in London both nights as a graduation gift for me and my partner and your final show in LA."

"Ah," he smirks, "big fans then."

"Oh yeah, want to know something about Y/N. She always cries to fine line."

You elbow her in her side, "shut up before I make him blocklist you."

Harry frowns, "Wouldn't dare."

"Fine, I'll block you from all my events," you falsely threaten.

"Quite rude of you to say. We wouldn't be here if it weren't for me."

"Actually for me- I could have spent my days off at home with-"

Naomi interrupts, "Please, you don't know what's home?"

You're aware everyone is still watching and frown, "hey- that's not nice."

"Sorry, babe, but you are a little lost."

You can't help but nod because it's true.

"Thank you for bringing her today; I'm a big fan." Harry addresses you both.

"Are you?" You're genuinely surprised.

"Of course. You're amazing. You're acting breathtaking."

"Well, I'm excited to see your film as well. Florence is a good friend, and she speaks highly of you."

"Thank you. Next year if you can believe it."

Release dates may be far, but they come quickly; you've learned, "you nervous about that?"

He nods, "just a bit; it will be different from Dunkirk."

"Sure as a male lead. I'd assume so."

"Do you sing?" Mitch asks, changing the conversation, "sorry, it's just that you said you play the piano."

"You do?" Harry's eyes widened in amazement.

"I can carry a tune," you offer, looking at Mitch and grin at him.

"Carry a tune, my ass." Naomi scoffs. "She's on the soundtrack of Coco. Singing in Spanish and English, and she composed a lot for things like The Greatest Showman and even a new Marvel film." She tells them proudly.

"Alright, stop talking before we have to make them sign NDA's," you joke.

"We'd be glad to," Harry replies.

"You're fine. Most of the info is available online anyways."

"Hmmm…why don't you perform?" Pauli asks.

"I like acting; it's where I'm meant to be. Learning new roles and also most of my directors let me learn from them. Always give me constant feedback. Think the end goal is one day directing my own kind of movies or shows that allow people to feel something, something to connect to."

"That's remarkable," Jeff tells you.

"Yeah, I'm proud of what I've done. Sure, I might not have lots of awards, but I love what I do, and I can proudly stand behind each work that has come out."

Everyone is staring at you, and you grow nervous. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Harry assures you.

Sarah answers for everyone, "it's nice to see you sticking to your values."

"Well, of course, I know it's harder to address when in the public eye, but I try my best to be honest because sure they might not know me, but they are a part of me just as I am of them."

"That's really insightful. Thank you. I—I'm going to think about that more." Harry tells you, giving your hip a comforting squeeze.

You nod. Everyone quickly falls into chatter after a moment, and you're relieved, glad the attention has shifted well not everyone one's as you feel Harry's on you as you take a drink of the water. Naomi is chatting with Pauli, who's showing Naomi their outfit doing a small spin.

"This must be nice to experience each night; it feels like family."

Harry agrees, "They are. Everyone is important. Especially since we spend so many days on the road together away from those we love."

You both grow quiet, enjoying the laughter and chatter that everyone fills in the room.

"When Naomi said you didn't have a home, is that true?"

You sigh. "You don't have to answer." He assures you.

"Know anywhere more private we can chat?"

Harry nods, taking your hand in his leading you down hallway after hallway before arriving at the stairs leading to a luxury suite. You can see workers taking down the set; there are so many people out there.

"Wow, I've never seen it being taken down."

"Yeah. Build it each day only to take it down and do it again the following day."

"The 360 stage is great. Honestly felt your presence the whole time."

"Just what I like to hear." He laughs.

Harry takes a seat, and you follow, sitting right next to him, knowing he's waiting for you. You take a moment to gather your thoughts before deciding that, yes, you do want to share this with him.

"I lost my parents when I was eight. A drunk driver hit them when they were on their way to pick me up from school. I lived in England all my life, specifically Brighton. My father was born in the US, and his parents still lived in California. They moved from Mexico with a Visa, and they had a hard upbringing here, but they fought to give my dad the best they could. He fell in love and followed my mother across the world. I knew what death meant when they passed, but I didn't understand that I wouldn't see them anymore. That morning having breakfast together would be the last memory I'd ever have with them." You stop and take a breath when you feel Harry take your hand in his.

"So at eight, I was uprooted from my life and moved to California to be raised by my grandparents. They were mourning the loss of a son and a daughter-in-law, but they told me that I was the miracle that helped them keep moving forward. They taught me Spanish, and I picked up Italian from my neighbor. I lost them in 2016. My grandma had a heart condition, and after she passed away, two weeks later, my grandpa passed away."

You're no longer fighting back your tears; it's been a while since you've shared the story. Honestly, you can't remember the last time you spoke about this, but it feels good. Not as heavy.

"My abuelo said he was sorry to leave me alone but assured me I was in good hands and that I surrounded myself with great people that would look out for me. Grown, the limited series I did for HBO, won me an Emmy, and it was based partially around my life and how I had to grow up alone building a found family as I went through life. It's very little, but it's my story to the world on my own terms if you know me. The screenwriter and director are two who have worked with me closely since I came into this crazy world and honored a bit of me in the best way they could."

Harry has tears running down his face, and you reach your free hand up to wipe them away, hating that you made him sad. "After losing them, I wasn't sure what to do. Naomi was in Minnesota, and well after they passed, I moved in with her. I had the house, but it wasn't the same, and as much as I love Naomi, she's got someone else she calls home. I finished filming in London a week before the Emmys, and it's the safest I've felt. I just don't have many people to call family in London."

Harry reaches a hand to rest on your cheek, and you let out a deep sigh letting yourself relax in his hold. "You got me. I know we just met or well reunited, but let me in, and I promise I'll never leave your side. Let me help you see London as home again.

You nod, letting his words sink in, "I'm a wanderer who's looking for a place to call home."

"Song lyrics?"

"No, it's a saying I always said to Naomi."

He hums, "Might just have to write a song together."

"Not anytime soon."

"I'm patient." He promises. "Thank you for sharing that with me. Clearly, it wasn't easy, but I'm proud of how far you've come and can't wait to continue to see you grow."

"Thank you for listening. It's been a while since I've told anyone. I'm sorry if it was too much."

He shakes his head, "no apologies, love."

You nod; Harry leans back in the seat, letting his hand drop that was resting on your face on your lap. You're quick to catch it before he can remove it playing with his rings. You fall into a comfortable conversation talking about what stood out the most from the show, and you tell him about favorite places to eat in Minnesota. He shares that he loves that you accidentally matched. He makes you take a photo on his phone so that he can send it off to his sister to make her jealous. He takes a lot, an excuse to hold you close, not that you mind.

His phone rings with a phone call he is quick to ignore, then three chimes follow. He sighs, "I need to get on the road."

"Right," you don't move to get up, and neither does Harry.

"Alright, if we exchange numbers?"

"Be disappointed if we don't. I want those photos we took." You remind him.

You swap phones inputting your name as Belmonte 2015 💛

He smirks as he sees your name, and you laugh at how simple his contact name is: H 🕺

"Thank you for sharing with me."

"Well, next time, you owe me a life story." You declare.

He sounds smug, "next time?"

"Sure, told you my life story. Means you're part of my life forever. And I liked spending time with you."

"Yeah, I did too," he goes silent. "Felt like a date."

"Sneaky, Styles."

"What?"

"I deserve to be asked out properly, don't you think?"

Harry nods, "well, of course."

"Good, so," you urge him on.

"Will you let me take you on a date?" His voice wavering, not sure if you'd accept even though you told him to ask you.

You nod. "Yeah, six years late, but yes."

"You liked me too?" He asks, bewildered.

You grin, "I laughed at your jokes, batted my eyes at you. I flirted and think you were too busy being Mr. Popular to notice."

"Maybe, but god, you made me nervous and relaxed at the same time. I've never felt that way again until tonight when I saw you in the crowd."

"Well, I can't wait to see where life takes us."

As you make your way down the now empty hallways, you saunter, trying to extend your time together as much as possible. He asks about your favorite song to karaoke to, you ask about his go-to meal on the road. Going back and forth with questions. Not stopping until you're back in the room you were in earlier, except now only three people sit there, Naomi, Jeff, and Tommy.

"Did you fuck?" Naomi asks bluntly.

"Fuck Omie, and you ask why I don't take others anywhere."

"To be fair, I'm a lot to handle."

"No, we didn't," Harry answers, not wanting her to ask again.

You see her sitting next to more than a few items that have bunnies and Harry's face on them. Naomi follows your gaze, her smile widening. "I went shopping." She gloats.

"I see they found a way to get you to behave."

"Well, of course. Lots are for Sarai and me mostly; you can claim something you like as yours. We'll count this as your payment for staying at my apartment for free."

You laugh, not at all upset that she used your card; God knows there is so much money on there and if she wanted to use it by all means.

"Why am I not surprised?"

"You did leave it with me, and I know to use it for emergencies. Clearly, it was one."

"Jeff, you made our new friend pay?" Harry asks.

"She insisted."

"I did," Naomi agrees. "This one would have thrown a fit if not." Gesturing to you with a point of thumb.

"Geez, don't need to call me out, but she's right. You're all a hard-working team, not the only paychecks it'll be going to."

Harry knows he can't argue with that.

Naomi brings the topic back to them, "So anything interesting happen up there you'd like to share?"

Harry happily replies, "we will be going on a date."

"That's great, but we got to go," Jeff responds, leaving no room for argument.

Harry nods, not hiding his sadness as he brings you in for a hug. Your arms go around his waist; it truly felt like a reunion of a few months and not years.

He was not ready to say goodbye so soon when he got an idea.

"Say what you doing Friday?"

You pull away to look up at him, a bit shocked and a bit nervous about what he might ask you. "Not sure; I got a free schedule for some time."

Harry smirks; he brings a hand up, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb. "You like Chicago?"

And well… that's a story for another time.

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chicago part two

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missleahlin

4 years ago

Caught

Summary: Y/n and David got caught making out by some of the vlog squad.

David and you are currently cuddled up on the big bean bag in the middle of his middle room. With a movie playing, he was running his fingers through your hair. Every once in a while his hands would wander around your body, which causes you to shiver and cuddled us closer to him.

As the movie continue to play David grew bored and looked down at you. Your eyes trained attentively on the screen fully invested on the film being played. You heard him sigh but you choose to ignore him, because he always do that when he grew bored and wants attention.

Suddenly you began to feel a pair of lips on your neck. That took your attention away from the movie and on him.

“Dave,” you whined as he lightly sucked your neck.

“What baby?” he asked innocently with his lips still on your neck.

“I’m trying to watch a movie”, you stated while sitting up and straddling his hips.

“Yeah, well I’m trying to kiss you. Guess neither of us are getting what we want,“ he sighed making you giggle.

“Well I can fix one of them can’t I?” You teased while leaning down and letting your lips ghost his.

“Stop being a tease,” he mumbled before pulling you down and letting your lips connect.

“Hmpp.” you muffled out in surprise. Your hands resting on the couch while you passionately made out with David.

His hands were resting protectively on your waist so you wouldn’t fall of the couch. Suddenly you felt his fingers dig into your skin.

“David!” You giggled as he began to tickle your sides.

“St-stop!” you laughed while the two of you fell off the couch while he continuously attack you with tickles.

“nope, this is what you get for teasing me earlier” he smiled while stopping for a while to let you catch your breath.

“Ok-okay I’m sorry.” you said while catching your breath, only to see him staring at you deeply.

Finally after a few more seconds his stopped tickling you and leaned in connecting his lips to yours. You felt him pulled away and stared in your eyes as he now hovered above you.

“I love you” you quietly said once you caught your breath once again.

“I love you too Y/n, so much”. he spoke running his hand through your face and hair.

leaning into his touch you gripped his shirt and pulled him back down. Wrapping your arms around his neck you began to run your hands through his hair. Pulling away you stared at each others satisfied eyed.

Connecting your lips together once again, David’s hand hovered the skin under your shirt.

“Hey David, are you ready to start fi-, Oh my god! look what we have here.” you both heard Zane call out from the door. David quickly got off you while looking at Zane in the kitchen, who has now joined by Jason and Natalie.

“We weren’t doing anything!” He quickly blurted out while you fix yourself and try to cover your blushing face trying not to laugh.

“Y/n and David not so innocent after all” Zane tease while laughing with Natalie.

“David, you might wanna tell that to the lipstick stains on your neck and lips” Jason told David, while Natalie starts fixing the food they bought on the kitchen table.

This made you look up to David who indeed has a lipstick stain in his neck and lips. Laughing at your boyfriend who now pulled out his phone camera to check the stain. You sat up and tried to rub the lipstick of his neck and lips.

“Y/n! How am I supposed to get this off?” He whined while trying to rub it out. This caused you and the other to laugh.

“Don’t worry it comes off with soap and water” you laugh while you kissed his cheeks before getting up and walking to where the others are.

Helping yourself with the food the others bought, you poked your tongue out at your boyfriend who now got a wet tissue whipping the lipstick off.

“Don’t look smug Y/n. you have marks on your necks too” Zane teased making the other laugh, while Natalie tried to help you wipe the stain.

“Sorry Y/n, its not lipstick stain”. Natalie said trying to hold her laugh.

“Guess that mark doesn’t come off with soap and water” David said while walking to where you guys are and wrapping his arms around you.

“Dave!” you playfully hit his arms.

“why don't we go shower and we can try if it would come off?” he whispered to your ears, making you face him and hide your red face on his chest.

“Guys lets film tomorrow. Y/n and I got plans”. he told the others while pecking your hair.

“ohhh, Y/n and David, go get some”. Zane teased, while walking out

“Alright guys, have fun and use protection” Jason seriously said while trying to hold his laughter, and following Zane out.

“See you later Y/n”. Natalie quietly said while following the other and closing the door.

“They’re gone” David said while you pulled away and saw him already staring at you.

“I love you.” he said while staring deeply at your eyes.

“I love you too” you answered hugging his waist.

“so, why don’t we try if we can take the stains in the shower.” he said making you laugh, while he dragged you to the shower.

OBRIENGF masterlist

Dylan O’Brien and characters

- (including stiles, mitch, thomas, joel, stuart) (involves nsfw content)

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missleahlin

3 years ago

T.H. fic recs > series

[count: 15]

** = smut [18+]

Stolen moments @angeli-marco-writes

**Fine line @luciwritesstuff

**Single all the way @heyhihellowhatsup0

3 lies @peeterparkr

More than I know @lauras-collection

Gone @dahliaspidey

Those summer night @waitimcomingtoo

Different now @tomhollandsblog

(Un)expected @luciwritesstuff

Revenge is sweet @t-lostinworlds

Wicked game @waitimcomingtoo

To be real @softholand

**I don't know where I stand @cutetomholland

on going series below

You @geekygoddesss

**Instead of you @wazzupmrstark

**Unscripted @justapurrcat

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missleahlin

3 years ago

OH, WHAT A WORLD: A ONE SHOT SERIES

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