jocelyn!

hii boo! ’m jocelyn! i’ve recently started writing here on my blog, and i loooove to do it! some things i also loove are harry styles, taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, michael jackson, selena, reading, sitcoms, traveling, musicals, and sooooo much more!! i love to chit chat, and if anyone would like to chat, let me know!! tpwk!

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a/n: i am a beginner writer so please, tpwk!🥹

One shots!

we belong together

summary: in which, harry styles, one of your closest friends wants to take you out. but unfortunately for him, you’re not into the whole “relationship” thing. so, he’ll do whatever he has to do to win you over. but little does he know, it won’t be long until you give in, much to your dissatisfaction

ELLE Magazine

summary: you go on ELLE Magazine’s ‘phoning it in’ segment to prank call some of your friends, but how does harry, your fiancée, react to you prank calling him?

Headcanons

american girls, all over the world

summary: in which harry takes you everywhere you've dreamed of going

it gets hard when we argue

summary: when you and harry fight, which is rare but it happens, you do what you do best. stress bake!

i forget if this was ever fun

summary: you go on ELLE Magazine’s ‘phoning it in’ segment to prank call some of your friends, but how does harry, your fiancée, react to you prank calling him?

pairing: current!harrystyles x fem!reader

a/n: i literally wrote this in like an hour so it might suck BUT i needed to bring this to life! i loooove phoning it in, so i was cheesing the entire time i wrote this omg. lmk yalls thoughts and if anyone has ideas lmk🫰🥹

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the lights are bright on Elle Magazine’s “Phoning it in” set.

there’s faint music playing from an overhead speaker that drowns out the sound of the hum from the lights and shoes squeaking against the shiny floor every once in a while.

you’re currently sat on the little white seat your friends have sat in as your hair and makeup team give you some last minute touch ups in between the phone calls.

as you sit there, you open instagram to watch videos of harry’s opening night in wembley stadium, biting the tip of your pastel colored nail when you see his outfit, before eventually closing out of the app and going back to being present in the moment with the rest of the crew.

when you set your phone down, you giggle at your friend’s reactions to your prank calling

the energy on set is great.

everyone’s been so sweet to you ever since you walked into the large studio, and you can tell everyone genuinely loves working here.

there’s girls talking and looking at what’s probably a schedule on an ipad, the camera operator making small adjustments, your assistant silently keeping an eye out to make sure everything runs smoothly, and other staff that just want to see the prank calls unravel.

you’ve fallen victim to being prank called by some of your friends before, so you were very excited to be doing the pranks and finally not getting the burnt end of the stick.

so far, you’ve called suki waterhouse, asking if you can go grocery shopping in her fridge since you left your wallet at home and need food for a party you’re hosting, charli xcx, asking for tips as you want to seriously start a DJ career,

though charli saw through your shit immediately.

“babe you’ve never been into djing like that, why are you being weird? are you doing that damn elle prank call thing?”

your manager, saying that you want to quit acting, rachel sennot, saying that you hit her costar josh hutcherson with your car while trying to make a U-Turn, and now you’re about to call harry.

you and harry got engaged 4 months ago, after having been together since 2022, you both decided the time was right, despite his tour lasting for the rest of the year. unfortunate for you, since you miss him.

but! you’re due to join him in the next few days, so you’re just finishing up some last minute interviews here in LA as promo for your most recent project. after this, your schedule is completely free to see harry on tour until december.

harry knows you’re here, because you mistakenly told him a few nights ago, so you really need to focus and put your acting skills to use.

that oscar nomination last award show season wasn’t for nothing

that’s why, you’re flipping through the small notebook filled with potential pranks trying to find the perfect prank to pull on him. if you say something too big, he’s not going to believe it, but you also want a reaction out of him.

ask him to join love island with you?

no

tell him you crashed your car and now you’re hanging off a cliff?

waaay to extreme

ask him if you can collab with him on a song?…

we all know harry doesn’t do collabs.

ever.

so, when you show it to your team, and when they all start giggling, imagining harry’s reaction and knowing damn well you can’t sing, you know that’s the one.

your eyes drift towards the time in the top left corner of your phone

2:19 pm LA time

so it’s 10:19 pm for harry in london, you think, quickly thinking of the time difference and circumstance

“wait but he just got off stage not too long ago. should i still call?”

your team is walking back to stand behind the camera while you glance around at the people on set asking for their opinion as you trace your tongue along your gums.

you really don’t want to wake him if he’s asleep, but you reeeally want to prank him.

“your call, but it should be fine” you hear your assistant say as she stands off to the side. she’s heard you talk about harry’s schedule so much that she basically has it memorized.

“mmmm, okay” you say to yourself as you think, blotting your lipstick, moving your hair forward, and adjusting your rings as you wait for your queue.

as you wait, you’re smiling and giggling in your seat under the warm lighting like a schoolgirl with a secret as you think of harry’s reaction.

someone behind the camera gives you a countdown and thumbs up after a few minutes, your queue to start, and you immediately put your “customer service” voice, as you call it, on.

“okay so next, i think i’m going to call my fiancée… if he answers ” you say smiling softly to yourself as you unlock your phone. (you take every chance you get to refer to him as your “fiancée”)

you sit there, letting it ring on speaker, expecting to hear, a “hi darling” or a “hi angel” but instead, all you hear is an automated “the mailbox is full and cannot except messages at this time.”

your jaw drops and everyone starts laughing

“guys cut that that’s so embarrassing.”

but you don’t mean it, hell, you’re laughing too

“oh my gosh i can already hear twitter with their ‘he didn’t answer because it’s PR’ bullshit”

it’s inevitable, so can anyone really blame you when your eyes roll and you shake your head with a small smile?

everyone’s giggling, and when you go to text him, your phone buzzes as your contact for harry pops up at the top of the screen, waiting for you to decline or accept his call back.

“he’s calling he’s calling”

the words spill out quickly, like they always do when you get nervous, and you can’t contain the large smile forming on your lips and the laugh coming from your mouth.

everyone immediately quiet’s down and you clear your throat before answering on speaker

“hi baby”

your voice is calm and cool, hiding the fact that you’re 5 seconds away from laughing and ruining the prank

“hi darling, i’m so sorry, i was in the shower. you alright?”

your heart actually melts like an ice cream on a hot day

while looking at the crew, you put a hand on your heart and mouth “aww”

“no baby i’m fine, how was the show? i saw videos, and oh my gosh. 1, you were fantastic, and 2, never stop wearing those sunglasses. you were giving very george michael vibes”

you hear him laugh softly

that laugh that makes you feel like you’re on your guys’ first date again, and it’s very obviously sleepy, but still pushing through to talk to you.

“thank you darling, lambert did good eh? but no, it was great. mum and gem were there, the crowd had fun, and the fireworks went well, thank goodness. i can’t wait to do it again tomorrow”

he exhales softly in relief that it went smoothly, and you can picture him in your head. lights off except for the lamp next to him, his phone laying on the pillow so he doesn’t have to hold it up, and him buried under the hotel duvet

you slump back in your seat, muting yourself before telling everyone

“fuck i love him”

after a second, you sit up and quickly unmute, fidgeting with your necklace

“awww baby that’s so fun, i’m so proud of you. i’m buzzing i can’t wait to go”

you’re smiling so hard that you’re pretty positive that harry can hear it in your voice too

“thank you darling. but what’s up? it’s almost half passed 2 isn’t it? how was elle?”

ever attentive, always asking about you

“elle went good, im home now.”

lie

“but im laying here thinking, and baby i had the best idea ever. like you’re not ready. are you ready? are you listening? oh my gosh wait no pun intended”

you quickly go on mute to laugh freely, and when you do you hear harry laugh at your joke and slightly hesitate,

“go on…what is it?”

he’s definitely more awake now

you unmute and smile

“okay, hear me out. what if we collab on a song together. like just write me a verse, or ill write it im not picky, and it’ll be song of the summer”

the line is quiet

so quiet, in fact, that you have to check that your wifi didn’t go out

“harry? you there?”

“no, no i’m here”

“sooo? what do you think? good idea, right?”

and you know why harry’s hesitating. without sugar coating anything…your voice isn’t the best. but you love to sing.

you sing in the car, in the shower, while making dinner, and even while walking around the house.

you’ve tried to get harry to teach you how to at least hold a note, bless him, but you’re a lost cause

“mmhmm! it’s a great idea darling” he finally sputters out after a minute

“baby….. are you lying?”

the teasing offense in your voice is thick

“no! what? of course not”

“then why is your voice so high? you act like i don’t know you”

you hear rustling, like he’s sitting up in bed

“can i ask what sparked this idea?”

the way he asks is almost as if he’s physically scratching his head as he says it

and you have to take a breath to not laugh

“i don’t know, i just thought it’d be fun. don’t you?”

“no it would..”

“but…?”

“darling are you sure?”

“harry, this would literally go triple platinum”

quickly, you go on mute as harry tries to find his words. trying really hard not to call you a bad singer

you hear him sigh softly, so you unmute before he finally responds

“i mean if you really want to i can call tom and ask to set something up. but darling, are you sure?”

when he asks if your sure for what feels like the 10th time,

you lose it.

you bust out laughing and so does the crew

“oh fuck off” you hear him mumble behind a laugh

“baby i love you! this was for elle’s prank call thing” still in a fit of giggles and satisfaction that it was successful

“oh thank goodness”

his words come out so quickly you barely catch them. which only adds fuel to your laugh

“baby!”

“darling, i love you so much, but…”

“no i know i can’t sing. but you were so cute! look at you, willing to make my dreams come true at the expense of your music catalog!”

“you’re worth more than any music catalog, my love”

you sigh happily, a flush creeping up on your cheeks

“baby i’m on camera” you whine in faux annoyance

“i love you”

“i love you most”

you smile softly, and before you say bye you remember that you were instructed to ask for permission for elle to use his voice

“oh baby, does elle have permission to use your voice/this phone call for their video?”

you ask, smiling as you bite the tip of your nail

“i mean i guess…”

he mumbles quietly, still laughing softly

“no i’m kidding, go for it”

you hold up a thumbs up and nod at the crew

“thanks superstar, i’ll let you go so you can sleep, no more pranks for today. call me when you wake up, yeah?”

“mmhmm, i will. g’night darling. love you, miss you”

and despite his sleepiness, you can still hear him blow a soft kiss

“sleep good, love and miss you too”

and with that, you hang up.

but not before blowing a kiss back

you put your phone away, do the outro they have scripted for you, and thank the crew on the set.

everyone is thanking you, still laughing here and there and ‘aweing’ over yours and harry’s relationship

when you’re finally walking to your car, bags in hand half an hour later, you check your phone for the first time since calling harry

you expect to see emails, random notifications, or texts from people reminding you to do something

but instead of any of that,

you see a new unread text from harry sent 3 minutes after you called him

| if you really want to make a song together, all jokes aside, we can. just let me know. get home safe, love you always, even despite your lack of vocal. xx

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