#1d requests

Authors Note: Guess who’s back after a long ass hiatus. I had some free time and magically got a request so I'm convinced that yall can feel my lack of busyness. Anyways here it is I hope you enjoy, this is dedicated to my baby Carolina aka @antisocialandcute stay strong babes and I love you.Credits to whoever created the gif, I legit got it off google search lol/ Enjoy and find more of my writing here 

Warnings: Mild violence

Request:  Could you write something about a similar situation happening in between harry and the misses like the one that happened with louis and el at the airport? Maybe a bad fan experience and and protective!harry?

To say that you were two were tired would be a complete understatement. The travel back from Holmes Chapel back to New York wore you out every time you and Harry chose to visit Anne and his family. You spent most of your flight snuggling into each other and catching blissful Zzzs as your private plane took you home. But alas your privacy wouldn’t last long, after your seven and half hour flight you still had to make it through the terminal and drive home. This wouldn’t be that big of a challenge, except your boyfriend just so happens to be Harry Styles and traveling with him means being met with annoying paps and angsty fans at almost every corner. You held onto Harry’s as you entered the terminal, he kept you behind but as close as he could knowing how bad it can get when the paps are involved. It was not long before you two finally encountered a pap, Harry tried his best to use his charm giving the pap a wave and a half-hearted cheeky smile but it wasn’t enough. This pap was determined to bother you, his camera constantly flashing in your direction shouting your name and snapping at you to get your attention as if you wee some type of dog.

“(Y/N)!(Y/N)!(Y/N! Look over here doll face!  I won’t bite hard cutie!”

You heard Harry let out a small growl, the tone territorial and annoyed. He pulled you in front of him swiftly, his forearm securely wrapped around your torso.

“Listen to me kitten, I need you to go ahead of me”, he whispered in your ear.

“Wha-Why? “

“I’m going to get rid of this asshole and once I do I will be right back beside you”, he glared at the pap as he continued his slur of perverted comments.

“Are you sure”.

“ ‘solutely, I’m right behind you love.just speed walk as fast as you can and I’ll be there soon”, he assured you. You nodded your head agreeing to the plan, Harry placed a kiss on your forehead before letting you go from his grasp.

You immediately began to pick up your speed, trying your hardest to not look back at Harry and the pap. So caught up in your own movement you didn’t realize that the pap was the least of your problems. The fans caught word that you and Harry were now exiting the terminal, while some were lined up outside two had found their way to the gate you had exited from.

“(Y/N)! Can we get a picture please”

Despite the pap situation, you didn’t see the harm in taking 2 minutes to take a picture with the two fans.

“Why of course”, you smiled walking toward the girls. As one girl held up her camera and posed with you other went behind the two of you.

It all happened too fast. The camera went off. You let out a small laugh. Next thing you knew you were on the floor. The girl behind you had pulled your hair and the one by your side had smashed your face with her phone.

Your initial shock prevented you from reacting, but you heard Harry’s voice yelling your name which instantly snapped you out of your shock. You brought yourself to your feet, the girls’ steel crowding around wiggling as you gained your balance.  

You felt the anger rush over you but just before you could swing your arm to clock one of the girls in the jaw, Harry had already come running toward you picking you up and pulling you away from the girls.

“What’s wrong(Y/N), can’t defend yourself”

“She always makes Harry do all the work, lazy bitch”

You pushed against Harry trying to break from his grasp. “Harry let me go! Let me go! They can’t just get away with that”. Harry placed you down and cupped your cheeks, still holding you back from attacking the girls.

“(Y/N) look at me. Hey hey look at me !”, you tried your best keep from making eye contact with him. You never got angry or cared about what people have to say for the most part, but this was different. They touched you and that couldn’t be taken lightly.

“(Y/N) please. I will never let anyone hurt you again, that starts by getting you out of here. ‘S not worth it”.

You knew he was right and you hated him and loved him for it.You let out a huff,”Okay let’s go “.

He placed a kiss on your forehead and whispered a thank you before wrapping his arm around you and guiding you out of the terminal

Once you two arrived home, Harry treated you to a bubble bath and your favorite takeout. He apologized over and over again for not being there when you needed him most, each time you shut him down not wanting him to feel guilty for something he could not control. As Harry washes the dishes, you walked into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around his torso.

”Thank you”, you mumbled as you kissed bicep.

”For what”, he turned  around placing a kiss on your lips and stroking your

“Protecting me today”, you smiled as you looked up into his eyes.

Harry let out a slight snicker, making you smile slightly fall

“What’s so funny?”, you pouted crossing your arms”

“You thanking me for doing my job”. His hands pulled your arms apart pulling you close to him.

“Well I like being polite”

It started early in the morning when you were preparing breakfast and Harry woke up and visited you in the kitchen, leaded by the smell of waffles.

“Yummy” he murmured in your ear, wrapping his hands around your waist and snuggling his head in the crook of your neck. “Will yeh let me have a taste of yeh later, baby?”

You just laughed and brushed it off because it was way too early and both of you had tons of work today.

But two hours later, when you came from the gym, he still was in the same mood. A smirk appeared on his face when he saw you walking across the hall. You two played many times this scenario - you, coming home all sweaty and in those thigh pants, and he, getting hard without even a minute. This just wasn’t the moment for it again.

“Love” his eyes absorbed you like it was his last day on Earth.“Have you been doing squats?”

You noded, getting where he’s trying to get to.

“Yes, and now I’m going to shower. So you better lock yourself in the office and finally do some work, Harry.”

“Yeah, right” he laughed like you just said the most absurd thing. “But instead I think about joining you in the bathroom and appreciating the fact you worked this ass for me.”

You could feel the warmness that spreads across your face, making him even more cockier than a minute ago.

“Nope” shrugging, you turned on your heels and started walking to the bathroom.

When you felt him, following you, you started running and when you finally got to the place, you locked the door. Of course, all of this was game. But you knew you’ll pay for it later

Your expectations was for him to wait you after you walked out of the bathroom with only a towel on, but it didn’t happen like that. Actually, you had a whole half an hour without his dirty looks. It ended with him, joining you for lunch.

“Wan’ to have a quickie before we enjoy the food?”

You shook your head, picking the fork and having a quick bite of the stick begore Harry took it from you.

“What are you doing now?” You sigh, not really happy with him, stealing your part of the food when there was at least three other plates full of it on the table.

“Jus’ having a little bit of yours. Is that a sin? Am I doing something wrong?”

The forth time he came out of nowhere pleading for sex, was in the late afternoon. You were with your headphones, trying to focus on the pile of documents ahead of you when strong arms wrapped around your body and he lifted you up so you could sit on his lap instead on the chair you were sitting on five seconds ago.

“I wan’ to hold yeh, just that” he said as if he wanted to tell you ‘don’t worry, i’m not planning a rape’.

“Did you finish your work?” you asked, taking the headphones off and turning off the music on your laptop.

“Yes. And i’m trying to figure out what to do now. Boredness is a bad thing.”

“Go out with the lads”

After your suggestion he groaned and tightened his grip on you.

“Don’ yeh get it? I wan’ you, only you. And you’re not making it any easier for me, love. Don’ i deserve a release? Been hard all day, it hurts as if my balls are goin’ to explode.”

“All day?” you turned to him, a little bit concerned now.

“Yes” he shrugs with a pout on his lips.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Your workaholic ass wasn’ goin’ to hear me anyway… You’re so preoccupied with work, documents, appointments, meeting… I wan’ yeh for myself.”

“Let’s go on a vacation then.”

“What?” his eyes widened and he couldn’t belive what he just heared.

“I’m serious. I know i have to give myself a break. You need it too. So just find a destination and we’re gonna be there tomorrow.”

“R-really?”

Anon: Could you please do one of y/n coming home from work really tired and Harry cuddles her. Thank you x Hope you like it!!  Word Count: 1058 No warnings, just cute-as-hell Harry.

You sat in the driveway, for how long, you did not know. It seemed as if your legs were not attached to your body, or at least your brain wasn’t sending signals to them to make them move. You were exhausted: your body had been worked harder than it had in a long time, and it was all because of your new manager. It wasn’t that your previous manager didn’t work you hard, because she did, but nothing compared to this new guy. You worked at a catering business, which you liked…most of the time. The workload was normally evenly distributed, but because you were the youngest one on staff, your new boss thought that you could and should be pushed a little bit harder than everyone else, which led to very sore muscles and a tired body.

I think it’s after a long day when you fall asleep and Harry wakes up with a hard on. He goes in the bathroom, just to make sure he’s not going to wake you up. But when he’s close to his orgasm, his loud groggy moans comes to you. When you open your eyes, you’re a bit confused, but you follow them so you can see where are they coming from.

When you take a look from the small gap between the door and the wall, you have to put your hand in front of your mouth so you can’t gasp. You’re suprised, seeing him with his back pressed to the wall. His lips are parted and the same loud moans who woke you up are leaving from them. His hand is wrapped around his lenght, stroking his cock. His hair is messy and some of his curls are on his forehead, before his other hand brushes them back. When his body trembles, you know how close he is and that’s when you walk in. Your fingers wrap around his hand, feeling how hot his skin is. He opens his eyes and you can see how shocked and suprised to see you he is. 

“B-babe?” his voice is weak. “I didn’t want to wake you up, so i just…”

“Taking care of yourself, i see” you raise your eyerbrows. “Make sure you moan my name when you come, then.”

Hey, angel! Thank you so much! I think this is going to be a quick and small one because i’m not really into weddings at the moment, but i hope you enjoy it!

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The both of you are nervious wreck before the ceremony, but when you walk to him on the pathway it doesn’t really matter anymore. All you can see is him, glowing in his costume. All you can hear is him, saying yes so he can be with you forever. 

There were a few little things that annoyed you at first - like the little dirty spot on your dress or the bouquet from red roses, because you wanted them to be white. But all of this isn’t really what you think about when the priest ask you if you will marry Harry. 

“Yes” you mutter, not really having enough breath, because his gorgeous eyes are taking it from you. “Yes! Yes, i will.”

He doesn’t even wait for the “you can kiss the bride now” thing, before he crashes his lips onto yours. Both of you start crying and you kiss for as long as the guests don’t start coughing awkwardly. 

Authors Note:  Hooray for me staying committed as fuck to this mini series (I guess we can call it that now since its three parts or a three part imagine. Listen whatever floats your boat sister).  I’m in complete awe that in my writing comeback I have gotten this much positive feedback, thank you guys so much. I promise to continue to grow as a writer and pump out better content. I also made a masterlist of all my writing, so you guys can read my old writing while I work on new stuff. This part 2 of the Ultralight Beam Series, you can find part Uno here.  This part is inspired by Everything Is Yours by Kehlani (MY FUCKING QUEEN) , so it is highly recommended you listen to the song while reading. Anyways I hope you enjoy, part 3 coming soon and my ask box is still open to request so please leave some. Wuvers you guys. BTW This hella dedicated to @stylesallthelovex for being obessed with this series. Thanks for the support love.

  A month went by and you hadn't talked to Harry since his listening party. You thought it would be a good thing, maybe it was time to cut your losses while you were ahead. Maybe this would allow you to better your relationship with Nick and Harry to find someone better. But Harry was right, you were so damn bored. Nick bored the hell out of you in every way possible , which should be the least of your worries because on top of all of the boredom he was still fucking his assistant. Not that you could be too angry when less than a month ago you were fucking Harry, but he was gone now and you were more unhappy than ever.

  Your eyes fluttered open and squinted slight adjusting to the morning sun, you pushed your white duvet to the side as you slipped out of bed and into your bedside slippers. You walked over to your bedroom mirror taking a look at yourself. You let out a gentle sigh as you rubbed your cheeks. Is this really what your life has become, you thought as you let your hair down from your ponytail. You were bored. You were unloved. But most of all you were unhappy. You caught a glimpse of Nick in the mirror, and you caught yourself wishing it was Harry. You never took the time to realize how much you missed Harry; you missed waking up to his soft snores, his concentrated face when he attempted to help you make pancakes, the soft touch of his button up shirts that you would always throw on after a night full of passion. You looked down at your engagement ring on your finger, before you thought it was one of the most beautiful rings you had ever seen in your life. But now you despised the ring, it was a constant reminder of one of the dumbest mistakes you had ever made in your life. You would rather marry that piece of shit than to be with someone who actually loves you , Harry's words echoed in your mind as tears slowly began to roll down your cheeks. What were you doing here? With this man that you don’t even love and that doesn’t even love you. You don’t even notice that you were sobbing until multiple tears drops hit your ring finger, you looked up at yourself once again. I loved you since I first met you ! . You slowly pulled the ring off your finger, the ring that you had worn for the last 9 months, and placed on the dresser. You quickly grabbed your suitcase and stuffed it with your essential personal items, once you were done you took last glance at Nick. He barely even noticed you got out of bed, you shook your head and walked out of the door and out of Nick’s life for good.

 You drove 5 hours, probably 4 hours since you were literally speeding the entire way there , to get to Harry’s house. Luckily security let you in with no question, you slowed your car as you approached his driveway. You stepped out your car and walked to his front door, softly knocking “Harry it's me open up”. You knocked again a little bit harder this time, tapping your foot impatiently as you waited. “Harry I know you hear me answer the door”, you glanced behind you ‘to make eye contact with the security who looked both concerned and confused. It didn't take long before you were banging on the door, your first were balled up slamming on the door out of frustration. "Let me the fuck in Harry I swear to god, you threw your weight against the door as you screamed. You continued to bang and shout until your felt warm, wrong hands holding your fist tightly in the air ; you looked up to see the person you had been dying to see for over a month hovering over you. He lowered your hands you sides, ran his thumb over your fingers stopping at your ring finger. He looked up at you in utter shock at the absence of your engagement.

”Where is -"

“I left it and I left Nick"

"Now why would you do that ?  I was looking forward to the wedding ", Harry let out a small laugh as he leaned in the doorframe, arms crossed. " Can I just come inside please", you sighed as you ran your fingers through your hair. You knew that Harry was gonna give you hell for all the hell you gave him. Harry licked his lips before stepping aside, you stepped through doors with your head down. You timidly walked into the living room, Harry not too far behind you. You began to pace in a line, biting your lip nervously while constantly ruffling up your hair, Harry stood a few feet away with his arms crossed waiting for you to talk.

“ Look I know you may hate me and I know I should have done this sooner but I was scared”

”Scared of what (Y/N), I did nothing to make you fear me or my love”

“I wasn’t scared of you”, you yelled making both of you stare at each other in silence. 

 “So what were you scared of what ?”

” I was scared of admitting to myself that I fell in love with the wrong person”, you confessed crossing your arms tightly around your chest as you stepped closer to Harry.

“I woke up this morning and I looked at the mirror and I just broke down because I love you. I love you so much and I prevented myself from being happy with you because I was too scared of looking like a failure. I’m sorry that I hurt you . I’m sorry I was selfish and only thought about myself, but I can’t go another day without telling you how much I love you and how sorry I am. If you want I can lea-”

You were cut off by Harry’s lips crashing into yours, cupping your face in his hands . You relaxed in the kiss as you wrapped your arms around your neck.

 “You're not going anywhere”, Harry’s hand moved down from your face, placing his hands around your legs as he swept off your feet.

REQUEST: Hey Hello sweetie, could you please write about a sad y/n that just had an argument with her friends and Harry is trying to make her feel better please please? Thank you xx

Word Count: 791

Y/F/N: Your Friends Name Y/O/F/N: Your Other Friends Name

I hope you like it! xx Please inbox me with any requests!

You were sitting on the small, plush couch in the corner of your sitting room, angrily tapping through an app on your phone when Harry came home. It was later in the afternoon, and he was home earlier then you had expected. You thought that you had enough time to try and calm yourself down before he had come home, but that plan was thrown to the wind when his voice broke through the quietness of your apartment.