I Don't Feel So Good

Y/N: I was with Peter

Peter perks his head up

Peter: Oh cool, where’d we go?

Y/N sighs and glances at Peter’s puppy eyes

Tony glares smugly.

THEN IT CRASHED. ITS GONE.

#heartbroken

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Plot:

Tobi invited you to a Sidemen party. You show up, and end up flustered by Harry’s presence.

Faith notices immediately, and once a game of truth or dare starts, you know she’s going to make sure you end up at least speaking to him tonight.

————— Warnings

♡ American reader.

♡ Gender neutral/sexuality neutral. (Other than being into Harry.)

♡ JJ is included lol.

♡ Mentions of sexual themes + gets spicier toward the very end. MDNI.

♡ Not proofread.

♡ Probably OOC or lore inaccurate in some parts. Mb u_u

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I feel like more and more fanfictions are AI so i decided it’s time to crack my knuckles and get out the typewriter.

I used ‘you’ pronouns but lemme know if i should use ‘I’ next time lolz.

Is this too niche? LMAO

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The boys were throwing a small party.

“Close friends only” Tobi assured you when he had reached out with the invite.

Once you arrive you quickly realize ‘close friends’ means something vastly different to a group of seven rowdy boys.

Voices bounce around the room, and all rooms adjacent. Laughter, occasional gasps, applause from those playing games, and conversations bounce through the house.

No matter what room you venture to, you can easily spot three new people you hadn’t seen the moment before.

‘Close friends only’ you think to yourself. ‘How did i believe that one.’

After making rounds and saying hi to the people you do know, you settle in the main room. Faith, being a close friend of yours, bounds over and begins chatting with you.

“Ohh look who it is.” she smiles and gives a quick hug. “Haven’t seen you in ages! We need a proper hang out soon.”

The conversation flows easily with various giggles and exaggerated gestures.

Then your breath hitches a bit.

You stare (subtly) across the room.

Harrry was there. Where he belonged.

Friends surrounding him.

Laughing and beaming that sickeningly sweet, adorable smile of his.

Eyes squinting the way they do when he’s genuinely enjoying himself.

Faith has definitely noticed the shift in attention. She follows you eyes after sensing you’ve been vaguely listening.

“-and obviously I was livid so I hit Ethan with my car!”

Faith waves her hand dismissively, like it’s a common and deserved occurrence.

“Mhmm… wait, what?”

You immediately snap your head to her, eyes wide.

She’s smirking, twirling her cup in her hands.

“Aha! Welcome back to Earth, y/n!”

You bark a laugh, not typically one to fall for a trap like that.

To be fair though, you’re not typically here. And when you are you’ve done a good job at avoiding Harry, annoyed that your stomach does flips when you see him. The head spinning, butterflies in your stomach type way. After talking to him a few times in the past and feeling like a complete idiot lovestruck puppy, avoidance became the best medicine.

“So… Harry, hmm?”

Her face is smug, only partially judging your taste in men. Affectionately of course.

“I have no clue what you mean. What about him?.”

The deflection is too quick. You smile despite the fact you’re inwardly grimacing at the way it sounded after it came out.

“You can go talk to him, yknow. He won’t bite. Unless you want him to.”

She giggles at her own joke, winking to punctuate the underlying meaning. You laugh along, eyes drifting back to Harry for a moment.

“But really though. What’s there to lose if you just have a lil convo with him?”

You look at her like she suggested you go streaking through the entire house.

“Oh, let’s see. For starters my dignity. I overthink anytime I speak to him! So… I figure if I ignore him i’ll get over this… crush? infatuation? Whatever it is, ignore it before I make a fool of myself. No harm no foul”

She scoffs after you shrug toward her. Your smile dismissive, and that knowing smirk is still evident on her face.

“Love, you locked in on him the moment you saw him. I dunno if the whole ‘shut my eyes till the feelings go away’ will quite work. I’m sure you could at least have your way with him for a night. He’d be putty for you”

You sigh, now imagining him underneath you, shirtless. Would he whimper or groan as things progressed…? You shake your head, as if willing the fantasy away.

“I’m not going to go make a fool of myself in front of everyone. He’s having fun over there!”

“And he’d have fun alone with you, too”

After that comment she concedes. The conversation shifts, but she mentally files this away for later.

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“OKAY” - JJ yells over the noise of the crowd.

“IT’S TIME… FOR TRUTH OR DARE!”

Various cheers and boos erupt around you.

Faith looks absolutely giddy. Not because she particularly loves the game. No- because she knows this is a perfect opportunity to get you to interact with Harry.

“Oh, we’re joining” she says as she takes your wrist.

“Nooo- no no”. The refusal is weak, not putting up a real fight.

“Oh absolutely”

The people who want to play gather around, Sidemen members seemingly required to play.

Faith drags you along, plopping down next to Ethan. You end up sat between Faith and Vik.

“Y/N!” Vik shouts, obviously having a good night.

You chuckle at him and return the enthusiasm.

“Vik!!”

He makes a bit of small talk while the group settles in place. Both of you giggling every now and then while catching up.

“Okay!” Simon claps, gaining everyone’s attention.

“Rules are: don’t get anyone killed or imprisoned. Understood?”

The agreement just comes out as a series of yells harmonizing together.

“Alright! Let’s go!” Simon sits down and settles in his seat.

JJ grabs a bottle, smirking dramatically as he makes eye contact with everyone in the circle.

“First to answer the dreaded question will be decided by THIS,” he holds the bottle above his head “if it lands on you, I’m asking you first.”

He sets the bottle to the ground, giving it a very aggressive spin. Once it finally stops, it’s pointed to a person you’ve never met.

‘Thank god.’ You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding.

“Oh don’t worry,” Faith nudges you “You’ll get a turn for sure.”

A few turns go by and after various events…

JJ having to text an ex ‘Why you so obsessed with me?” (still waiting for a reply)

Tobi having to film, and post, a cringy tiktok dance to a FNAF song.

Ethan having to give Faith a lap dance, which earns him a few pounds tossed his way from the boys.

Then, it lands on you.

Shit. Of course it had to be when Ethan was the one asking.

Faith has a downright devious smirk now.

She’s got incredibly lucky in this. You’re notice her take out her phone and type, likely sending Ethan a truth and dare so he steers it to the scenario she wants.

“Y/n…” Ethan starts “Truth or dare?”

Various people yell truth, others scream dare.

You consider what’s the least incriminating.

“Truth” it comes out almost a question. You don’t sound weak or insecure, but definitely nervous. Rightfully so, with Ethan looking at his phone reading. This way they can’t have you do a lap dance or something even worse.

Both him and Faith hold back a giggle.

Great.

“Okay- Who do you think the fittest person in the group is. And no Faith doesn’t count.”

You roll your eyes, smiling despite the sudden spike in your heart rate.

You nudge Faith in the side and she laughs, urging you to answer.

“Oh, cmon guys. This isn’t fair. It’s obviously me” JJ chimes in, removing some of the attention from you.

“Ok y/n- you don’t have to lie to make anyone feel better. It’s definitely me.” Simon quips next.

“Oi, let her answer!” Ethan snaps to them, obviously knowing.

“Ok and just to be clear… fittest is hottest, yea?” You clarify, buying some time to think in the process.

The group laughs. Being the sole American in the group means you’re endearingly teased for it.

“Yea- yknow. Like you’d wanna-“ JJ thrusts to the air, letting his actions speak for him.

The group laughs harder at that.

“Oh my god” you blush, cheeks changing shade. Everyone’s laughter is infectious so you laugh along. “Very blunt. Lovely.”

You glance around, already knowing your answer, but playing along anyway.

Ethan and Vik closest to you, Simon and JJ across from you. Josh to the right of JJ. Harry to the left of Simon.

A few people you don’t know are seated beside Ethan and Vik. You’re tempted to say one of them, avoid the awkwardness of the truth.

But… it’s not like the others will know Harry has been running marathons through your mind just from answering the question honestly. Plus, if you don’t say him it could be closing the door to anything with him. If there even is a possibility to begin with.

Simon starts a drumroll and some of the boys chime in. Now you have to answer before the drumroll makes your heart explode.

“Ok ok” the drumming goes nearly silent, waiting for your response.

“I- fuck” you murmur before getting louder again. “Harry”

JJ and Simon lose it, clapping Harry on the back through fits of laughter.

The other boys let out excited “Oooooooo’s” before joining the laughter.

You turn to Faith and she pulls you in, lightly shaking you back and forth through giggles.

“Ooooo look at you!” She beams, glad you were actually honest.

Harry’s face turns red, smiling along with the crowd.

“Anywayyy- let’s see who’s next”. You grab the bottle, prepping to spin it.

“Oh no no no” JJ cuts, grabbing the bottle from your hands. “No more bottle for you, Missy.”

“It’s free for all now. And I dare you and Harry to go upstairs and spend time together on the balcony.”

You make a noise of protest, Harry nervously waving his hands, repeating no with a smile still brightly spread across his face.

Turns out, they weren’t going to leave it up to you. Everyone agreed, cheering as Faith nudged you and JJ pushed Harry toward the stairs. You both stand next to each other awkwardly. You’re looking around wondering if they’re really going to go through with this.

The moment you two are on a step, JJ and Simon block the stairs. Harry dramatically sigh, then grabs your wrist and leads you up stairs.

Once you’re there he apologizes.

“Sorry bout them. We don’t have to talk about it or anything. I am flattered though” he smiles to you. A soft, gentle smile. The butterflies in your stomach instantly revive at the sight.

“Oh uh- no it’s fine. Hopefully they don’t tease you about it forever.” your eyes are the most doe-like they’ve been in your entire life.

“We can go to my room if you’d like. Watch TV or something. The boys won’t let us down so soon.” He runs a hand through his hair subconsciously. You try to pry your gaze from his arm, noticing the veins ripple as he raises the arm above his head.

“Sure” You agree

“Or… we could go to JJ’s room and cause some innocent mischief. Only because he was so adamant we come up here.”

Harry lightens, feeling less awkward than a moment ago.

“Oh hell yes” he laughs, motioning to follow him to the room.

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You leave JJ’s room together.

The prank was mostly harmless. You decided to print out a large, terrifying movie monster and tape it to his window. You draw the curtains over it before leaving.

“You have to tell me how he reacts” you say through giggles

“Oh for sure” he replies, giggling himself.

He leads you to his room now, and as you walk you feel the sickening lovestruck feeling again.

“This is my absolutely stunning residence. Feel free to have a seat where ever.” He sweeps his hand through the air, looking over the room. His demeanor silly, not allowing himself to feel awkward or nervous.

You comply, taking a seat at the edge of his bed. He takes a seat in his rolly-chair, swiveling it to face you.

You feel your phone buzz and pull it out.

New Message

Faith

You open the text, wondering how she’s going to tease you now.

Faith

The boys all reacted that way when u said Harry bc he told em he knows he not attractive like yesterday. Do with that what u will xx

You feel your heart tug at that. No way he could actually believe that, right?

You glance to him, then the text, and back to him.

Ur lying

You type quickly, not wanting Harry to somehow notice you’re texting about him.

“You aight?” Harry asks, expression soft and carefree.

“Yeah.” You smile and quickly check Faiths reply.

Faith

No, legit. Kiss him and make him feel better xx

You feel your eyes roll, smiling at her tease.

But you decide to treat it like truth, whether she’s joking or not.

“I can’t believe I’m in your room… on your bed at that. I’ll have to tell my group of Harry Fan Editors I actually broke through” I tease, smirking as I look him up and down.

“Oh no trust me, i’ve already posted on my y/n fan page that you’re here” he replies, cheeks dusted a pink color at your words.

You both laugh, and he stands.

He crosses the room and grabs his TV remote, then sits at the head of his bed.

“You can sit up here, if you’d rather” he tries to sound nonchalant, but his cheeks get brighter after he says it. He busies himself with the remote, flipping through shows unsure what to put on.

You climb up the bed, your heart near exploding at the adrenaline coursing through you.

Before you can overthink or back out, you move to straddle him.

Legs nestle around his waist. You can see his breathing is unsteady.

“Fuck” he whispers, dropping the remote and resting his hands on your hips.

You both still for a moment.

He shifts one hand from your hip to the back of your neck. His eyes scan your face, checking for any hesitation, and when he finds none he pulls you into a feverish kiss.

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i’m on like hour 4 of a road trip and i’ve been writing this the whole time. i give up for now.