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Why:

Okay, so, I'm not going to go down the list of writers picking which one did what because all these writers, each and every one of them has the following things!

I put these writers here because these are the ones that inspire me, the ones that have me so invested in their stories I spend the day thinking about them. I lost track of how many times I've been mesmerized by their word choice, realism and details. I personally have saved their work to look over it and fully take it in so I can write like them one day.

I think it's rare you find stories that make you feel like you are actually in the story feeling their emotions, these writers can do that! They are creative enough to where I'm jealous I don't come up with the ideas myself!

They can write different time periods, places and things so well that I wonder if they've experienced the things they write themselves. If I could gather all they're talent I'd be one hell of a writer.

I often think about how each and every one of them should have books published on a shelf somewhere.

I get so upset when I can't read the work they've written to the point where I almost want to pull my hair out and cry!

AN: All the feels 🥺

Synopsis: You and Jack dated for three years and everyone had it in their mind that the two of you would last forever. That wasn't the case and after five years you have finally released your second album and Jack realizes nobody gets you like he does

Pairing: Ex-boyfriend!Jack Harlow x Ex-girlfriend!Reader

Please Do Not Repost My Content Anywhere

I'm tired of seeing black content creators - mainly fanfic writers - on this site having to defend themselves on why they write black readers. Most complaints are from white people saying it's not inclusive to everyone else. First of all, the majority of fanfics here accommodate non-black readers ESPECIALLY white readers.

Warnings: angst. angst. angst. strong language.

Synopsis: It’s six years later and both of your beautiful twin daughters are thriving. Jack went off to Atlanta and missed out on their lives he didn’t even know that you went through with the pregnancy, but he’ll soon find out.

⭐️ None of this content is accurate or portrays these people in real life. I make references to real places and people, but this is simply a work of FICTION. I would love to hear your opinions and critiques. Enjoy 🫶🏽.

A/N: This is way longer than I expected, it’s like 3k+ words oopsies, but let me know how y’all like it.

Part 1 Here

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Nine long months after being left to deal with your pregnancy on your own, you gave birth to your girls, Oaklyn and Emery. To say your pregnancy was rough would be an understatement. From the morning sickness all throughout your pregnancy, your emotions being all out of wack and constantly crying over Jack, and on top of that finding out you were pregnant with twins which meant you were now at a higher risk for complications, you were seriously going through it. You had your grandma and doctors in your ear constantly telling you to rest and stop stressing so much, but no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t. You were so scared. When Jack walked out of your life you had no idea how you were going to take care of a baby alone, let alone two at once. But you did it. You raised your beautiful baby girls for six years and you and the girls were happier than ever.

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Jack and Urban left for Atlanta without you all those years ago. You never told Jack that you went through with the pregnancy, and you made sure everyone that knew never posted any pictures of them or talked about them on social media or around people that knew Jack. After a few long weeks you finally found the strength to block Jack on everything, you even went as far as to block Jack's parents and all of his friends. Looking back on it now that probably wasn’t the best decision, but you were hurting and you’d be damned if you let Jack anywhere near the kids he chose to leave behind. The only people who knew about your pregnancy were your grandma and your best friend Alyssa, and you even put your pride aside and let your parents know, even though you didn’t have the best relationship with them.

As the years went on it got harder to avoid Jack and people who were associated with him, hell the whole world was becoming familiar with Jack. Even though you had Jack blocked, you could never fully escape him, he was the talk of the town, the whole city of Louisville was talking about Jack. This had you on edge constantly paranoid that someone would recognize you and learn about your kids and it somehow getting back to Jack. But after two long years of living in fear, you decided that you weren’t going to let Jack destroy your dreams while he got to live out his. You had planned to go to college in Atlanta, but never ended up going for obvious reason, but you finally felt that it was time to let go of some of that fear and chase after what you wanted. So you packed up you and your kids and moved to Atlanta. You knew this was a risky move, moving to the same state and city that your ex, who also happened to be your babydaddy, lived in. You didn’t care though, you had worked your ass off since Jack left you.

You worked since finding out you were pregnant and was back at it a few weeks after giving birth. You knew you were going to need money to provide for you and your kids, so you took up multiple part-time jobs and even babysat on the side for some extra money, and a bonus was that you got to spend time with kids and learn a lot about how to take care of them since that’s what you’d be doing for the next 18 plus years. Your grandma and Alyssa would watch the kids which you were extremely grateful for. You and Alyssa’s relationship had grown so much since highschool, she was truly your best friend, so much so that you both agreed to move in together. When you packed up for Atlanta she packed up right with you.

You knew moving to a new state with toddlers was going to be a challenge, but at least you had Alyssa by your side. It didn’t take you long to settle in Atlanta. You, Alyssa, and the twins moved to a beautiful 4-bedroom apartment, which was perfect for the four of you. You decided on doing college online, pursuing a business and entrepreneurial degree, and got a job at a bar. You’d work night shifts so you could be home with your kids during the day, and do your work for school. Alyssa would work morning and evening shifts and when she got home sometimes she’d watch the kids, but you had found a nanny for the girls, who was always happy to come over at any time which you were extremely grateful for.

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Alyssa came home from her shift at the salon, and you had the night off, which you loved so much. On your days off you could spend your night with your three favorite people instead of being surrounded by careless drunks. You were entirely expecting to sit around in the living room and watch movies and eat snacks with your kids and your best friend and just relax, but you were shocked when Alyssa suggested that you two go out that night.

“Come on Y/n, we’ve been here for six months and neither of us have done anything but work and come home. We should go out and try to make some connections and some friends,” Alyssa pleaded.

“What about Emery and Oaklyn? What if we run into Jack? Working and coming home aren’t that bad, I enjoy being home. We've gotten into a good routine,” you told her.

“Call over the nanny, she's always willing to watch the kids whenever, and stop worrying about Jack even if we do run into him he'll probably be too busy to even notice us. We need to break out of our routine a little and make some friends. I love you but I really want other people to talk to and hang out with, you know. It’ll help us feel more comfortable knowing we have more people to go to other than just ourselves.”

“Okay, fine but if this night goes terrible I’m never going out again,” you said sarcastically (not really).

“Great, call the nanny and let’s go get ready!”

You called over Noelle and she was happy to come over and watch the kids. You and Alyssa got ready just on time for Noelle to arrive. You opened the door and hugged her and told her you’d be back in a couple hours and she was welcome to sleep over. And with that you left and went off to the club.

You and Alyssa had, had a few drinks and were currently tipsy drunk and dancing on each other when you heard an unfamiliar voice beside you.

“Ouu girl you tryna come dance on me like that?” a man said half jokingly, but it made you and Alyssa very uncomfortable and you both gave him a dirty look. He put his hands up in defense and quickly realized he fucked up.

“Sorry, I thought you were some of my friends that I came with, guess I'm a little too tipsy,” he laughed.

“By the way my name is Druski, are you ladies new around here, I have never seen you guys here before,” he asked the two of you.

You looked at Alyssa, not knowing what to say. You were shy, you always have been. Alyssa took that as her que to introduce the both of you since she wasn’t shy at all really.

“Yeah we are actually, well we moved here six months ago, but this is our first time really getting out of the house and trying to meet new people,” Alyssa told him.

“Well shit if you’re looking for some new friends I'd be happy to introduce you to some of my other friends that I’m here with, you guys can come and sit up in our section if you want.”

“That sounds good, and thank you,” Alyssa said before Druski turned and led you guys up to his section where there were two women and a man sitting around and chatting amongst each other, whilst sipping on their drinks.

“Essence, Amara, Tae, this is…”

“I’m Alyssa and this is Y/n,” Alyssa said, giving the small group a friendly smile.

“I just met them downstairs, they’re new around town and looking to meet some new people and make friends so I thought I'd introduce them to y’all,” Druski explained.

This was the start of beautiful, and extremely close friendships. You, Alyssa, Essence, and Amara became the infamous friend group of four. You were all basically best friends and would hang out almost everyday, they’d be over at your apartment most of the time and you included going out to the club on weekends into your routine. You even became really close with Druski, he was like a big brother to you, he was truly the funniest person you knew. You loved all of them, but this new friendship would lead to your secret being exposed. Because while Dru was also getting extremely close to you, he was getting extremely close to Jack and neither of you knew.

4 years later (6 years after Jack leaving)

Druski had invited Jack and some of their mutual friends over to his house just for a little get together. And as usual Dru was trying to play matchmaker.

“Yo Jack, you think you’d be down to go on a date with one of my friends?” dru asked.

“You know I’m not looking for a relationship right now, but I guess a little date won’t hurt,” Jack laughed and Dru joined in.

“Yeaa, that’s the spirit, but I just wanna let you know that she is a single mother, but she has her own business and a college degree and she’s out here doing the thing. But it might take a little bit to break through the barrier she has set up. Her baby daddy left her when he found out she was pregnant,” Dru told Jack.

“What a piece of shit, but like I said it’s just a little date nothing too serious. What’s her name and what does she look like?” Jack asked

“Her name is y/n and thi-“

“What?” Jack interrupted before Dru could even finish his sentence. Jack and Urban shared this knowing look and Jack gulped, all of a sudden he was feeling sick. It couldn’t be you, could it? There’s no way. Dru lifted his phone to Jack and it was a picture of you and Alyssa at the opening of your own salon.

“She’s the one on the right. Yo, why do you look like you’ve just seen a ghost?” Dru laughed and asked Jack.

“Nothing. How old is the kid?”

“They’re six.”

“They?”

“Yea… I forgot to mention that she is a single mother of two. She has twins.”

Jack was silent. The memories of that day he found out you were pregnant flooded his mind. The kids were six that matched up perfectly with the timeline. He never knew you went through with the pregnancy. He honestly just assumed you hadn’t since she hadn’t said anything, he didn’t expect you to keep it from him.

“Jack…?”

“Look dru. What I’m about to tell you, you cannot tell a soul. And I apologize in advance because I know she’s your friend. But I think those might be my kids. Right after graduation me, her, and urban made plans to move out here to atlanta, and a few days before we were supposed to leave she told me she was pregnant and I panicked. I left her. I honestly thought she hadn’t went through with the pregnancy, but I guess I was wrong, she just never told me,” Jack admitted and the whole atmosphere of the room shifted.

“Why would she tell you? You left her, and her kids,” Dru said, he was visibly annoyed.

“I don’t know I just thought maybe she’d let me know because they are my kids too. But regardless, you think you can give me her address?”

Dru scoffed. He couldn’t believe what his friend was asking of him right now.

“Are you serious? I’m sure the last person she wants to see or talk to is you. What you did was really fucked up Jack. I never expected that from you.” Dru told him truthfully.

“Look I know I’m asking for a lot, but in order to try and make things better I need to talk to her, and I can’t do that if I don’t know where to find her. Please Dru.” Jack begged.

“Okay, but if you fuck this up more than you already have, I swear. There I just sent it to you, don’t fuck this up Jack.”

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It was the next day and you decided you were going to go into the salon a little later today so that you could sleep in. And it was a Saturday so the kids didn’t have school. It was around 9 am when you heard a knock at your front door. You tried to just ignore it because who could be knocking at your door this early in the morning, but whoever was on the opposite side of the door wasn’t letting up. You pulled yourself from out of bed and made your way to the door. You didn’t even ask who it was you just swung the door open in annoyance and asked what they wanted. But when you saw who was on the opposite side of that door you were in disbelief.

“Jack? How the fuck did you find me ? Why are you here?” You asked him in one breath you were so nervous, you felt like you could throw up any minute.

“Yesterday Dru had tried to set me up on a date and when he told me with who he showed me a picture of you. He told me you had twins and how the dad had left. And I realized he was talking about me. I’m sorry I know it’s early, but can we please talk y/n?”

You scoffed and tried to shut the door on him, but he stopped you by reaching out and putting his hand on the door.

“Please,” he asked again.

That’s when you heard the voice of one of you kids yelling for you down the hall.

“Wait here, we can talk but just wait here for a minute,” you told him and shut the door.

“MOMMY!!” Oaklyn and Emery came running at you clearly full of energy.

“What are you doing up girls? I have something to take care of so can you go sit in your room for a little until I come and get you?”

“Yes,” they said and you both made your way to the girls room. After the girls were settled in their room you ran to Alyssa’s room to wake her.

“Alyssa…Alyssa!” you whisper screamed at her.

“Whatttt, it’s too early y/n”

“Yea, well Jack somehow found me and he’s at the front door asking to talk. Can you please go sit in the room with the girls while I talk to him in the living room? I don't want him to see them.”

“Oh my god, um yea c'mon. If things go south and you need me to beat his ass call my name,” she agreed.

Alyssa made her way to the girls room to keep them occupied while you headed back to the front door. You opened it and stepped inside to let Jack through and you led him over to the living room. You were both sitting on opposite couches facing eachother.

“You wanted to talk, so talk,” you told him.

“When dru told me about you and the kids I was a little shocked that you hadn’t told me that you went through with the pregnancy. It hurt to find out from someone else that i’m a dad to two girls that I never got to meet. I wanna see them, Inwanna meet them.”

“You have actually got to be kidding me. And a dad? You are not their dad, you made that clear when you walked out of my house six years ago and told me ‘you didn’t want anything to do with the baby.’ Do you fucking remember that or did that get lost somewhere in that brain of yours? WHY THE FUCK WOULD I LET YOU SEE MY KIDS THAT I WAS FORCED TO RASIE ON MY OWN BECAUSE YOU COULDNT GROW SOME BALLS AND OWN UP TO YOUR RESPONSIBILITIES!?,” you were so frustrated and angry with him that you were now yelling. He had some nerve coming here.

“You chose fame over your kids a long time ago, you don’t get to just show up some six years later and expect to come back into my life, in my kids life and act like nothing happened. You have some nerve, you haven’t even apologized to me about leaving me and you want to meet the children you walked out on? You missed their first steps, their first words, you missed watching them grow up. You weren’t there by my side while I was in labor for 18 hours in pain crying and wishing you were there. You weren’t there to raise them, so you do not get to call yourself a dad. You are no dad, let's be honest, the only thing you are is a sperm donor and a piece of shit!” You got up to walk away but he grabbed onto your arm.

“You can’t keep my kids from me. I know wasn’t there and I know I fucked up but I’m here now and I’m ready to step up and be a dad now. I’m sorry for leaving, I’m sorry I left you to do it all alone, I was young and stupid and I feel bad, but please just let me make it up to you. Let me show you that I can be the dad they deserve, let me meet them. It doesn’t have to be today, but please don’t keep them from me,” Jack practically begged you.

“Jack…let go of me. And get the fuck out of my house! NOW.” You pulled your arm from out of his grip and ran to the girls room and shut the door behind you. You sat on the floor crying, filled with emotion, against the door waiting to hear your front door open and close like you had six years ago. When you finally heard it, ironically you felt like a huge weight just lifted off your shoulders, the exact opposite feeling of how you felt when he walked out of your life all that time ago, but now you were praying he left and left for good this time.

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Should you let Jack meet the kids or continue raising them on your own…🤷🏽‍♀️?

A/N: Also if you want to start being tagged in my posts you can message me or send me an ask, kk bye besties 🫶🏽.

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Pairing: jack harlow x famous!reader.

Genre: fluff

A/N: *suddenly has a surge of energy at three AM and writes an imagine* also, i took inspiration from the friendship tests from glamour, but especially this one (it's iconic in my opinion)

Y/N Y/S/N AND JACK HARLOW TAKE A FRIENDSHIP TEST

The video starts with different clips of both talking about each other.

“Jack and I met when I was 21” you said to the camera, “on the red carpet for an award show”

“i thought she looked really beautiful, not gonna lie, she was stunning, well, she is stunning… that’s why I introduced myself in that moment” he said, laughing with his whole body.

“It's only been two years, but I feel like I've known him all my life”

“but she is much more than how she looks, in these two years I have learned to know her and…” he sighs “she makes my heart feel warm”

“he treats people with a lot of respect, he is very enthusiastic when it comes to meeting new places and people, and he is very optimistic, which I am not” you said the last part chuckling.

“I know that if I need her, she’s gonna be there”

“he’s super protective of me, and honestly I love that, I’ve never have a friend like him” you said smiling shyly.

EXERCISE ONE: Stare into each other’s eyes for 3 minutes.

“I don't think I've ever looked you in the eyes for so long” he confessed, laughing, while his cheeks turned slightly pink, you smiled.

“I think with every second that passes, your eyes get bluer” you responded, and jack smiled widely.

Seconds later, Jack winked at you and you started laughing, then you started to make funny faces, making him laugh, “okay, okay, stop it, we have to finish this” he said, looking at you serious again, but it didn’t last long, because you couldn't look at him without smiling and he couldn't see you smile and keep a straight face, so the last minute was just you guys looking at each other while smiling.

EXERCISE TWO: Give each other compliments.

The producer gave each of you two small notebooks and a pencil to write compliments for the other. For you it was very easy to find words to describe anything, but Jack was not far behind, being a rapper who wrote his own songs, he also had a way with words, especially if it was about you, so when you looked at him out of the corner of your eye, you could see how his hand moved almost frantically, causing the pencil to write quickly on the page.

after a while, it was time to tell each other what you had written.

“ok, so…” you said first, “you have an amazing sense of humor” Jack looked at the camera in an arrogant manner, shrugging his shoulders and opening the palms of his hands in a gesture that said "what else did you expect”, you rolled your eyes as you laughed, but kept talking, “and you make me laugh all the time” he smiled genuinely this time.

“well then, to stay on the same topic…” he said without looking at his notebook “i love your laugh, and the way your eyes crinkle when you smile” you smiled, blushing, “look, there it is” he said smiling with you, and you covered your face with your hands.

“stop ittt!!” you groaned and he laughed.

“ok, go on”

“You are very confident, but without being arrogant” you continued with your next compliment, “and you have remained humble despite all your success”

“thank you” he said, taking your hand to leave a kiss on your knuckles, and you laughed, “my turn” he said, looking at his notes, “you are super intelligent, very creative, you have inspired me many times without realizing it, and you are the sweetest woman I have ever met, but that doesn't stop you from standing up for yourself. you are very independent, but very affectionate, you love hugs and I love that about you, and you give the best advice”

“Jaacckkk” you said, pouting, with your eyes shining from the tears that wanted to come out, and got closer to give him a hug, “I love you so much” you said.

“I love you too” he said, hugging you back, and leaving a kiss on your shoulder.

EXERCISE THREE: Hug for one minute.

“oh, we were already doing that, pft” jack said hugging you again and making you laugh, “let's just continue”

“This is the easiest thing I've ever done in my life, I could stay like this forever really” you said, your face facing the camera while your cheek was on his chest.

“you’re too sweet” he responded, kissing your head.

After a while, the producer said “the minute is up, guys”

“ok” jack said, not letting you go and you started giggling.

“2 minutes” the producer spoke again.

“okay, okay” jack said this time, releasing you, pretending to be annoyed. You smiled at him.

FINAL THOUGHTS

“this was super fun” you said

“it was” jack complemented, “obviously I had never done something like this with a friend, I feel that this brought us even closer”

“yeah!” you said excited, giving him a side hug, “so thank you glamour for giving us that!”  you said smiling at the camera and waving goodbye, while Jack made the "L" with his fingers, as always.

After a few weeks, the video was finally uploaded to YouTube, going viral within hours and getting thousands of reactions from viewers, the comments section going crazy.

Username.

THEY WOULD BE SUCH A CUTE COUPLE

Username.

If they ever dated, I would do ANYTHING to protect their relationship, like ANYTHING

Username.

This two should have babies just for the sake of beauty

Username.

“How come you don’t write for white ppl also? I feel like you black creators always think you’re so much better than white people. Like why can’t you leave the race out of it like everyone else and just imagine a black person or something? You guys are so weird and rude.”

Just proved their point. A lot of you are race obsessed and rude asf. I myself am fine with reading black-coded fics but not when they have nasty attitudes like you.

And why do you always say ‘white readers’ when referring to smooth hair or pale skin? Is that all you think exists? You want to talk about yourselves like you’re inclusive but you’re the most intolerant, antisocial & exclusive fic community there is. Look at the reaction to that anon for a small example of it.

— And don’t worry I don’t have high hopes for a decent response to this either —

why would i be kind to a person who’s disrespectful to me? please use your brain. you completely wasted your time with this. also i don’t care at all about your opinion on the way i reacted because i did not ask. i’m not the type of person to be respectful towards a disrespectful person, an ANONYMOUSLY disrespectful person at that. that shit screamed racism and you’re just like “i know they were racist and stereotypical and disrespectful and all but oh well, you’re in the wrong”

the one time black authors including myself wanna write something for OUR peope it’s a problem. just like AAVE, its not fuckin for y’all ! the girls that get it, get it snd the girls that dont, dont. thats why you so mad. CUZ ITS NOT FOR YOU.

the same way yall want us to “imagine” a CLEARLY WHITE reader is black, you do the same thing. pretend my negress reader with unapologetically !!! BLACK FEATURES AND CHARACTERISTICS is white or not, idgaf cuz i don’t write for yall!!! and neither do millions of black creatiors. we dont owe y’all shit ! lets bffr na. u could easily search up a story ANY STORY and the default character is white/white coded. meanwhile i gotta SEARCH HIGH AND LOW just to find a fic w a black/black coded reader. y’all wanna be in everything its sickening.

you invite him over to your house and he’s like a kid in a candy store, looking in wonder at your cute little room: pink floral wallpaper, perfectly made bed, colorful plushies lining your pillows, fancy perfumes and lipsticks and jewelry scattered on your vanity. you’re wearing these jean shorts that show your underwear lines when you bend over, and it’s hard for him to not slap your ass every time you do.

you chastise him when he tells you he didn’t even bring a pencil, or paper, or his textbook. you wave him close so the two of you can share your things to study instead, but that really doesn’t last long, because he pulls you into his lap and you can feel how hard he is through the layers of fabric between you. he groans when you shift a little, feeling him underneath you out of curiosity because you’re a virgin and you’ve never been this close to a dick before. “watch yourself,” he warns, but the truth is that he’s already too far gone. any caution on your end won’t help much.

it definitely doesn’t help that you’re such a brat. a tease. a slut, virginity be damned. you grind down on him as best as you can and the angle is a little awkward but it earns you another groan from him, another squeeze of your hips. the attention is going straight to your head so you keep going.

he yanks your hair and tells you to undo his pants. you obey, and he says you’re such a good girl before he pulls his cock out and tells you to suck it. “get it wet for me,” he adds, smirking at your doe-eyed, absolutely clueless gaze. “gonna need it as wet as possible when i fuck your pretty little pussy. right?”

he waits until your face is drenched with tears, your mascara and lipstick smeared all over your cheeks as you choke and gag on his cock. when you look sufficiently ruined and you’re squeezing your thighs together so hard he can almost hear your pussy squelching, drenched and aching to be filled, that’s when he decides he’ll finally let himself fuck you. and god, is it fun.

he slips your pink, flowery panties in his back pocket and stuffs you full with his cock, utterly fucking drunk on the way you cry out into your pillows. he’s smiling down at the sight of you, face-down in your pile of heart-shaped pillows and stuffed animals, crooning, “shhh, don’t want mommy and daddy to hear, do you?”

“no,” is your choked-out response.

“don’t want them to hear how good i’m fucking you?” he keeps grinning that evil grin, pelvis slapping into the fat of your ass. “don’t want them to know how wet you are? how tight this little cunt is for me?”

you can only whine and whimper, holding your ass up high to meet his angry thrusts while he ruts himself into you like an animal in heat. it burns so nicely, the feeling of his cock stretching you out so unfamiliar but so delicious.

and when he finally comes, it’s on your face. he manhandles you until you’re turned around, lying on your back in nothing but your lacy bra, straps hanging loose on your arms and your tits spilling out of the cups. he pumps his dick a few more times and then tells you to open your cute little mouth, baby before he spills his load all over you, thick ropes of his seed splattering on your face. it’s humiliating. or, at least, it should be. but you moan while he milks himself dry; you revel in the feeling of his cum on your face. you use your fingers to collect all of it and then lick them clean. he just stares at you, dumbfounded.

Harry Styles x reader

In the midst of my writer’s block for Slim Chances, this one-shot was born. Enjoy! (Update, 10/23: Part Two coming soon!)

Summary: Harry would do anything you wanted. Anything. Friends to lovers 💕

Word Count: 5.9k

CW: swearing, SMUT, angst but not really

Harry was stressed. It was that time of year when he had several upcoming projects that would result in not seeing his closest friends and family members as often. His days would be full of recording, filming, eventually touring. He would have many many sleepless nights after exhaustingly long days. 

And yet, it was the dinner he planned before all this that really made him nervous. He wasn’t really thinking when he offered to host dinner at his home for a few friends and family members. He wasn’t thinking about having to feed everyone, clean up after himself so that everything looked proper. Of course he could have someone else do it for him. But it felt so disingenuous to hire someone. So he resigned himself to the kitchen on a Friday afternoon, a pile of groceries in front of him and several tabs of recipes opened on his laptop. The issue is he didn’t know where to start.