Ewan Mitchell, Tom Glynn-Carney, Matt Smith x actress!F!Reader(separate, not specified who, and they will only be referred to as He or his)
Summary- its a love behind closed doors
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The premiere was huge, fans yelling, flashes of cameras and reporters trying to get the attentions of all the guests and cast.
"Y/N OVER HERE!"
"Y/N GIVE US A SMILE."
“JUST ONE PICTURE.”
Your manager led you to a clear walkway where photographers were lining up. You posed for a few seconds, eyes searching the crowd, looking at only a few cameras.
You knew he was staring already. With those perfect blue eyes, the blue eyes that make making your skin burn, made your body burn.
You locked eyes with him, but pulled away quickly.
You had to let him know you knew.
Your manager then les you over to an interviewer.
“Hi Y/n how are you!?” She asks and you smiled.
“Im doing great thanks for asking.”
“So you’re officially a rising star and have been named one of the actresses with the most potential, how does that feel?” She asks and you take in a deep breath.
He was there, right out the corner of your eye and he was getting close.
“Honestly it makes me feel really proud of myself, a lot of people said I wouldn’t make it but here I am.” You laughed awkwardly.
Closer
“Thats great to hear, now i have to ask. That kiss scene with-.” You immediately cut her off, feeling your body heat up.
“Oh yes, it was a very good kiss, my first on screen kiss, im quite happy it was him.”
He was maneuvered past people and thats when he passed by you. Your heart started racing and you couldn’t help but turn around. That asshole was already smirking at you. But it couldn’t help but make you stammer.
“S-Sorry about that.” You giggle and she couldn’t help but give you a knowing look. Your manager pulled you away again for more pictures.
“Its time to take a picture with-.”
“Fuck.” You mumbled as you watch him adjust his jacket and set his hands clasped together in front of him. It didn’t take long until he saw you and opened a hand out in your direction. You slowly stepped forward and wrapped an arm around his waist, but he instantly pulled you into a friendly hug(from the crowds view at least).
“You look absolutely gorgeous.” He whispered and you smiled into his shoulder.
“Thank you and you don’t look bad yourself.”
“Smile.” You turned and instantly posed with him. His hand that rested on your upper back had made its way down to rest on your tailbone, just above your ass.
“Careful.” You warned and he chuckled.
“I have always kept my relationships out of the media, I know what Im doing.” He says, having to lean down so you could hear. You walked together to another section. “Happy it was me?”
“Hmm.” You say still looking out to the cameras.
“That I was the one who kissed you.” His hand snaked around to rest on your side making your breath hitch. “Lets go inside.” He led you inside, keeping a hand on your lower back. He guided you through the people inside, only nodding at them in greeting before pushing you into a more secluded area(that area being a storage closet).
“You sir are getting much more bold.” You smile and wrap your arms around his neck.
“Can you blame me?” He pulled you in closely and pressed a kiss to your cheek. “Let me kiss you.” He pushed his nose into your temple before starting to put kiss down your face, getting closer to your lips. He changed direction and kissed behind your ear, making your stomach flutter. You turned your head and he smirked before pushing his lips against yours.
You missed his lips so much
“We cant.” You mumble. “Not now.” Your threaded your fingers into his well done hair and his hands slipped down to grab yourself ass. He pulled back, letting your lips make a loud pop.
“We should leave right now to my hotel room, order in, got that movie you wanted to watch.”
“Tempting, I have an idea what we can do while we wait for food.” You looked him the eyes, giving him a sultry look to tell him what you mean. He bit his lip and your heard a deep groan in his throat.
“I like how you think.” He sealed your lips again and pushed you into the walk. He pushed his tongue in your mouth and let out a small gasp. He grabbed your ass again before lifting his hands and delivering a not so soft blow to your ass, making a slapping sound. You squealed and pulled away.
“Okay lets go.” You giggled and grabbed his hand and grabbed the door knob. He dropped your hand as you made it back through the crowds, putting on the innocent facade.
Secret relationships makes everything interesting.
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Warning: suspension of disbelief is needed - let’s imagine LNIS came out after HOTD cool? Cool. And let’s all pretend we look like Anya Taylor-Joy. (She's my fancast for Black Cat so this all worked out lol)
Marvel Studio’s Black Cat is the most streamed show in Disney+ history
Black Cat has been renewed for season 2 amid rave reviews
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hotdfans: Black Cat star Y/n L/n was asked what she’s been watching lately and she said House of the Dragon!
“You know what I binged on the flight here? House of the Dragon. I think it was my third or fourth watch through. The acting is incredible. The choices Matt Smith makes as Daemon are so interesting. He plays that role really well. I’d love to work with him.”
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yndaily: Matt Smith complimented Y/n during his comic-con q&a and said he’d love to work with her in the future!
Fan: What actor or actress, that you haven’t already worked with, would you like to work with in the future?
Matt: Y/n L/n. I just finished Black Cat and she is phenomenal. And she seems to choose interesting projects, so I think it would be fun.
Fan: Y/n actually said the same thing about you recently.
Matt: She did?
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3 months later…
Matt Smith has been cast alongside Y/n L/n in new thriller
1 month later…
Filming for Edgar Wright's new thriller begins in London
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yndaily: Matt Smith and Y/n at the BAFTAs. Can’t wait to see them in Edgar Wright’s new movie!
username: They look so cute together 🥺
username: I heard there was heavy flirting going on at the after party lol
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yourinstagram: That’s a wrap! Already missing my better half 💔🪞
thomasin.mckenzie: Missing you ❤️
username: This movie is going to be an absolute vibe
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3 months later…
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enews: Y/n L/n and Matt Smith confirm they are dating with a passionate kiss last night in London. The pair sparked romance rumours after they were seen getting cozy at a BAFTAs after party earlier in the year.
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britishvogue: The stars of Edgar Wright's 60s thriller, Y/n L/n and Matt Smith, talk the dark side of nostalgia. Click the link in bio to read the full interview.
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yourinstagram: Last month in London
thomasin.mckenzie: Cuties 🥰
blackcatcostar: TEXT ME
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enews: Y/n L/n and Matt Smith arrived together at the Venice Film Festive for the premiere of their new movie. The pair were caught kissing after a night out in London last month, but have yet to publicly confirm their relationship.
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yourinstagram: Venice is for lovers 🤍
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1 year later...
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marvelstudios: It’s official! Black Cat will be swinging onto the big screen in Spider-Man 4 🕷️ 🐈⬛
yourinstagram: I. CAN. NOT. WAIT.
tomholland2013: My spidey senses are already tingling
Y/N L/N and Harry Styles Argue Over The Internets Biggest Debates | Agree to Disagree | LaDbible TV
(Playing Leah and Matthew Hampton in the new movie, The Good and Bad Days)
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“I honestly think my amazing singing abilities shouldn’t go unnoticed. I’m going to have my breakthrough one day,” You shrugged, speaking more to the crew behind the camera. Chuckles passed around, and Harry joined them.
“Yeah, what’s the name of your single going to be?” He asked, genuinely interested in your idea.
“I’ll probably name it after a vegetable because you apparently love singing about fruits and naming your songs after them.” Both you and Harry shared sneaky smirks, before glancing at the camera. “Think I just gave away a secret. Sorry not sorry.” Harry’s new album, Fine Line, hadn’t come out yet, nor did people know the names of the songs, so your comment exploded on stan Twitter.
Harry sighed, “Trying to expose me now, competitor?”
You pointed at the camera and exclaimed, “I’m coming for all those Grammys.”
“I thought you were rooting for me to get one?”
“I can’t root for the competition anymore, sorry,” You frowned, reaching a hand out across the table. Harry instantly took it, even though he was supposed to pretend he was offended, but he wouldn’t pass an opportunity to touch you. “I’ll add your name under mine in Sharpie so we can share it.”
[Agree To Disagree]
You and Harry looked at the table that had ‘Strongly Agree, Agree, Disagree, and Strongly Disagree written down in a line.
“I thought we were going to be working together,” Harry cocked a brow up, noticing two cups filled with water in front of each of you.
“Honey, it’s called Agree to Disagree,” you snorted, “we’re supposed to debate.” The producers had explained the simple concept to the both of you earlier, and Harry was there nodding at their words, but for some reason forgot everything that was said.
You slapped your hand on your forehead while Harry huffed, “This isn’t going to go well at all.”
“Why so?” You asked, feeling for his feet under the table. There was no cloth covering the sides, so the camera captured Harry tangling his legs with yours. The fans were already in the mist of making edits with that clip.
“Because the nights when we’re up talking, and supposedly “debating” about stuff, I always end up agreeing with you in the end.”
You looked at the camera and smirked. “All true. I’m one persuasive gal.” Instead of verbally agreeing, Harry pushed his glass over to Strongly Agree, and a chorus of laughter strung around the room.
“I think that’s why we’re working out just peachy.”
“Did you just label our relationship peachy?” You squinted your eyes at him.
Harry only shrugged. “I like fruits, what can I say?”
Y/N L/N
Leah Hampton
“Alright I’m ready,” you rubbed your hands together and wiggled your brows at your boyfriend across from you.
Harry Styles
Matthew Hampton
“Are they easy questions?” Harry asked to the crew behind the camera.
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HARRY’S ACCENT SOUNDS BETTER THAN Y/N’S
Both you and Harry darted your eyes to your glasses then to each other. You were the first to break out into loud laughter, throwing your head back. Harry rolled his lips inwards and sighed.
“Okay wait, let’s choose then talk about this,” You put one hand up while the other moved your glass to Strongly Agree. Harry paused, thinking about it, before sliding his glass to Disagree. “Oh? You don’t agree?”
He shook his head and leaned back into his chair. “I think yours is beautiful.”
“Oh, what a suck-up,” You laughed, kicking him softly. He blushed slightly and adjusted in his seat. “I know for a fact, Mr. Narcissist, that you think your accent is ten times better than mine.”
“No,” He frowned. You turned to face the camera and gave it a bored look. “Y/N, I always compliment your accent. I think it suits you very well.”
“That doesn’t mean you don’t absolutely adore the power your accent has over the world,” You smirked. Harry stayed silent, and you flipped your hair behind your shoulder dramatically. “Would you like me to move your glass?” You asked him.
He shook his head and wrapped his hand around it to push it farther, landing on Strongly Disagree. Instead of acknowledging your scoff, he turned to the crew and camera.
“Y/N has a lovely accent and I think it’s better than mine. Signed Harry E. Styles,” Harry announced, before using the tip of his finger to scribble on the table.
“Well, there you have it folks,” You laughed.
“Next.”
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DOGS ARE BETTER COMPANIONS THAN CATS
You both didn’t hesitate to drag your glasses to Strongly Agree, before leaning forward to high five each other.
“No need to bother debating about that,” Y/N rested her chin in her palm, elbow on the table.
Harry said, “I think cats are great, but dogs are just better. Nothing against them,” he then motioned to you, “and Y/N said her spirit animal is an Australian Shepherd, so I think that just enhances my love for dogs even more.”
You giggled and scrunched your nose at him. “Thank you, honey.” Then you pointed at him. “But you know, people started comparing you to cats, so that might be your spirit animal.”
“Do they now?” Harry smiled.
“Yeah, but I agree with them. Especially cuddling-wise. You snuggle up on me just like a cat would, which I love very much.”
The crew behind the camera awed and laughed as Harry blushed at his girlfriend. “I will neither confirm nor deny that.”
“You’re never beating those cat allegations, kid.”
The producer suddenly spoke up. “So, if we were to bring out a litter of puppies and kittens, which would you want to—”
“Wait, that’s unfair. Both puppies and kittens are adorable. I love them both,” You groaned.
“You immediately moved your glass to Strongly Agree, Y/N,” They laughed.
Harry chipped in, “No, I get it. Dogs and cats are different from puppies and kittens.”
You crossed your arms over each other. “Even though it would be difficult, I’d still choose the puppies. But I would, like, sneak a hand over to pet some kittens,” You said, slowly reaching over for Harry’s hand and brushing the back of it.
“Oh, am I said kitten?” He questioned with a chuckle.
“It’s the snuggling. You can’t convince me otherwise that you aren’t spiritually a cat.”
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Y/N IS A BETTER SINGER THAN HARRY
Harry glared at the crew with a smirk, knowing they were just trying to get him in trouble. Y/N only shrugged and moved her glass to Strongly Agree.
“I’ve asked him multiple times if I could be featured in one of his songs, but he said my singing f[bleep]king sucks,” Y/N said. Harry immediately slammed a hand on the table and scoffed loudly.
“I never said that!”
Y/N gave him a bored look. “Did you not?”
“I would never, I think your voice is amazing,” He started, nudging his leg against hers, “but what I did say was: I wasn’t doing any collaborations on the album. It has nothing to do with you, babe.”
Y/N stared at him blankly, before turning to the camera. “Did he not just say the same damn thing I just did?”
Everyone laughed.
“Jesus, Y/N,” Harry sighed.
“I honestly think my amazing singing abilities shouldn’t go unnoticed. I’m going to have my break through one day,” You shrugged. Chuckles passed around, and Harry joined them.
“Yeah, what’s the name of your single going to be?” He asked.
“I’ll probably name it after a vegetable because you apparently love singing about fruits and naming your songs after them.” Both you and Harry shared sneaky smirks, before glancing at the camera. “Think I just gave away a secret. Sorry not sorry.”
Harry sighed, “Trying to expose me now, competitor?”
You pointed at the camera and exclaimed, “I’m coming for all those Grammys.”
“I thought you were rooting for me to get one?”
“I can’t root for the competition anymore, sorry,” You frowned, reaching a hand out across the table. Harry instantly took it, even though he was supposed to pretend he was offended, but he wouldn’t pass an opportunity to touch you. “I’ll add your name under mine in Sharpie so we can share it.”
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WINTER IS BETTER THAN SUMMER
Both you and Harry had to think about it. You tapped your nails against the glass.
“I’m torn because I like both,” You said to Harry. He nodded, before looking back down at the table. “We go to the beach and stuff during the summer, but I really like traveling with you during winter. Especially during the holidays and New Years, ya know?”
“Is it because you get to kiss me, Ms. L/N?” Harry wiggled his brows. You blinked at him, before looking at the camera.
“Maybe summer isn’t so bad after all.”
“Hey!”
You finally decided to move your glass to Agree, then Harry followed. “Why so, Mr. Harold?” Your chin found your palm again.
He shrugged, “You like winter better, and I like you, so that’s enough convincing I need.” Yeah, the fandom was going crazy over the video, and you were scared to open any social media platforms the next day.
“See, I’m very persuasive without even needing to try.”
“But actually, I do enjoy winter activities more, like the outdoor ice skating and the cliché hot chocolate while laying together near a fire. I’m a real romantic,” Harry said.
“You should be in a rom-com. I’d kill to see you in one,” You exclaimed. “But I think I’d get jealous of the female lead, so probably not.”
Harry smirked, “Who said you wouldn’t be the female lead?” Both of you winked at the camera. “Besides, I do all the rom-com stuff from the movies with you in real life.”
“That is true.” You turned to the crew to tell a quick story. “Last year, the week before Christmas, we went to New York and did all the most cheesy ‘couples during the holiday’ things ever. Remember?” Harry nodded. “Then went to his hometown to do it all over again. And come Christmas Eve—”
“Stayed up with hot chocolate, cookies, Christmas karaoke and movies, and watched Santa on a tracker to see when he’d stop by. It was great,” Harry finished, sighing while he reminisced.
You did too. “New Years was fun, as well.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll do everything again this year,” Harry held your hand.
“I’m counting on it.”
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HARRY SHOULD BE CONSIDERED IN THE RUNNING FOR THE SEXIEST MAN ALIVE MAGAZINE
Harry waited for your decision first with a smirk. You only furrowed your brows in thought. “What?” Harry asked you.
“I mean, I don’t really need a magazine to remind me that you’re the sexiest man alive. I always know that,” You shrugged. Harry covered his eyes in embarrassment. He was horrible with compliments, especially from people who’s opinion mattered a lot to him.
The producer said, “Can I add a glass so I can put it on Strongly Agree because I definitely agree with your statement.”
“He’s not going to say what he thinks, so you can use his,” You said, moving Harry’s glass to Strongly Agree. You pushed your own next to his, before turning in your chair to the producer. “People magazine should start a yearly ‘Funniest Dad Joker Man Alive’ then Harry would love to be considered in the running. Can you reach out to them and ask?”
The producer gave you a thumbs up. Harry giggled, keeping his hand over his eyes, but his dimpled smile was a dead giveaway that he was enjoying this.
“I’d like him to run for ‘Most Beautiful Man Alive’ because then that should make me the most beautiful woman by association, right?” You suggested.
“Not exactly, but we do think you’d win,” The producer said.
“Also, there should be a couples version,” You shook your finger.
“For sexiest or most beautiful?” Harry chipped in to ask. His hand moved from his eyes so you could look at him.
You shrugged nonchalantly, “Either or, we’d win anyways.” Harry threw his head back to laugh. “What other category would we dominate for a couple’s version?”
Harry bit his lip to think about it. You could tell he was coming up with a Harry joke simply from his slow smile.
“Oh no,” You chuckled.
“Best Accents, specifically Y/N,” He looked at the camera.
You shook your head at him. “Please tell me you weren't still thinking about that, honey. We moved on.”
“I could’ve brought up the collaboration—”
“Okay, next one!”
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THE GOOD AND BAD DAYS NEEDS A SEQUEL
You thought that was actually a great question because you weren’t sure.
“I mean,” You slurred, slowly moving your glass to Agree. Harry kept a short smile on his lips as he stared at you, rather than your glass. You suddenly grew shy. “What?”
“You’re very pretty. I like looking at you.”
You rolled your eyes and placed your hand between your face and Harry’s line of vision. Harry’s legs played with yours, but you upright ignored him.
“I think there should be a sequel, because even though I think it ended perfectly, people would probably want more of Leah and Matthew’s story. They’d want to know what they’re doing after the circumstances of the ending—can’t say much until it’s out—but I’d like another movie.”
Harry nodded in agreement. “I think whether there’s a sequel or not, Leah and Matthew got what they really needed. They are happy, which calls for a happy ending. And more conflicts will definitely show up in their long run, so if another movie wants to touch on that, I’d love to see it,” he said.
“I think you guys are going to like the movie as it is and don’t even need a sequel because you’ll be satisfied. But we’ll see,” You shrugged.
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“Thank you so much for having us,” Harry spoke first.
“Go check out The Good and Bad Days when it comes out in theaters,” You added. “Have a great day, sincerely, from your favorite peachy couple.”
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The video began with you sitting in a chair in the studio, with an excited smile on your face and ready to get on with the questions
"Hi I'm YN and I'm here with Elle UK to play 'Ask me Anything'" you introduced yourself as the producers told you to, the video then moved to show the first question.
"What's the funniest thing you've read about yourself?”
"There was something really funny that happened quite recently" you told the camera giggling a bit as you remembered said moment "I kept getting messages from people saying like 'oh my gosh congrats on your pregnancy' but I'm not pregnant so somebody came out with the rumor on social media and everyone thought it was real" you continued as you let out a small laugh, "The fact that I kept wearing baggy clothes didn't help at all I guess, even my boyfriend's mom Anne texted me about it. But just to be clear, I'm not pregnant, don´t believe everything you read on the internet, kids" you pointed to the camera as the video moved to show the next question.
"What's your biggest fangirl moment?"
"It was actually when I met Harry" your smile grew wider again, and anyone could tell how much you loved telling that story "He was in the room and I was like oh my gosh, I couldn't think of anything else, I went up and said hello and I was quite uncool, but we were both 18 and he was really nice to me even though I was clearly fangirling over him" the producers let out small laugh at your story, and you were pretty sure fans would go crazy over it "But we've been together for 5 years now so I think my fangirling charmed him" you winked at the camera, ready for the next question
"Who would you let tattoo you, Sebastian Stan or Andrew Garfield?”
"Oh my gosh if I had to choose between Sebastian or Andrew to give me a tattoo" you paused to think, not sure which one of your co stars would you trust with a tattoo "I feel like I would get a funnier tattoo from Andrew, but I trust Sebastian more with it, I feel like I could trust him if I couldn't choose, he would choose that was good for me" you clasped your hands together as you finished your answer, really satisfied with it
"What's the best thing about attending red carpet events?”
"I'm still getting used to going to red carpet events, no matter how many years you've been in this industry, you're never fully used to it" you paused "But I guess the good thing about them is that you're able to be there with people you love, I think everyone knows how much I love going with Taylor and Daya, and when It's even better when Harry is able to join me" you muttered with a smile, not hiding how much you enjoy talking about your boyfriend
"Name three celebrities, dead or alive, you'd invite to a dinner party"
"If I was having a dinner party and I could invite anybody, dead or alive, I'd of course have to have Sofia Vergara because I love her, she will make any party or event so much fun, and I would love to invite Heath Ledger because I always dreamed of working with him, and maybe Viola Davis, because Viola Davis is Viola Davis, so" you shrugged with a grin, moving to the next question
"What's the most difficult part of being in the public eye?"
"I think one of the most difficult parts about being in the public eye is that no one truly knows who you are but they all assume they do" the tone in your voice was a bit more serious, since this an answer you want everyone to understand "There's a lot of misconceptions or ideas that people ran with and you can't really shut them down" you continued "And when you're in a relationship with someone who's also in the public eye, that's hard too, we have people who constantly want a scoop on our private life and people who are not cool with us being together, that's something we have learned to endure all these years" you finished, hoping your answer doesn't start any arguments
"Whats your karaoke song of choice?"
"Okay It’s time to tell a secret" you changed the tone of your voice to make the moment sound dramatic "I actually won a karaoke competition once singing 'Go your own way' by Fleetwood Mac, I won a Chipotle gift card and It felt like winning a Grammy" the producers laughed again, your natural bubbly personality always making everyone have a great time "But I don´t know, I feel like now it would be 'Juice' by Lizzo because I love singing it while I'm cooking breakfast, and I love Lizzo"
"Where do you see yourself in 10 years?"
"There's a lot of versions I could see, but one that I for sure love to see happen is me creating an empire" you smiled into the camera "And, you know, I am rocking it as a producer and acting in great amazing projects, hopefully I have a stable life and family with the man I love and I can balance it all" you answered genuinely, not resisting the urge to mention your beloved boyfriend once again.
"How was your first meeting with Florence Pugh?"
"So the first time I met miss Flo” you paused and smirked at the camera, knowing too well that fans would instantly catch the meaning behind that nickname “Was at a get together that was organized by Greta Gerwig for the 'Little Women' cast" you began telling the story "She was really nice and since I didn't know anyone else I kinda stayed glued to her the entire evening" you giggled before continuing "But after that we became the best of friends, basically, and she knows I love her to pieces" you smiled and the video moved to show your final question
"Would you star opposite to Harry Styles in a movie?"
"I mean, I don't know how convenient would mixing business with pleasure be, you know what they say about that" you smirked, aware fans would rewind and screen record your answer at least a hundred times "But I would love to do a project with him, I'm so proud of how much his acting career has evolved and It would mean the world to me to share the screen with him" your words were laced with adoration, meaning every single one of them "So who knows? Maybe you'll see us together in a horror slasher soon" you winked and giggled, hoping your answer was enough to make fans go crazy
"Thank you for watching me play 'Ask Me Anything', I'm YN and I hope you enjoy 'Fresh', now streamimg on Hulu" you said your goodbyes with a smile and waving your hand, wrapping up the video.
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He just found out Y/N L/N was in the audience tonight. The actual Y/N L/N. James has been obsessed with the actress since he first saw her in a movie years ago. He’s seen every movie she’s been in since.
See, James has been very vocal about his crush on her in many interviews, only because he knew she would never see them. She was the definition of fame and he was in a silly little band he started with his friends.
James failed to understand that his silly little band was in fact very popular and on Y/N’s radar. When the band’s manager told them that she was in the audience he about passed out.
“What if I mess up? What if I miss a cue? What if I lose a stick?” he rambled nervously.
“James, you never mess up, we’ve all missed enough cues to know how to bounce back, and you always have all those extra sticks up there with you,” Remus was quick to reassure.
“Ehh, he might mess up,” teased Sirius. “This woman has been the object of his attention for the past 4 years, there’s no way he goes on without doing at least one thing wrong.”
“You’re not helping,” chastised Remus. He was trying his best to calm James, not wanting him to go into a panic. He hasn’t seen him this nervous since their first show in front of an audience.
“Guys, five minutes until you’re on,” said someone from the stage crew.
James took a deep breath and headed toward the stage. He would just have to try his best and hope it was enough.
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Y/N was so excited.
She has been wanting to go to a Marauders show for a long time. The band has been one of her favorites since she first heard a song of theirs on the radio.
When she found out they were having a concert in her city she freaked. This was the first time she would actually be able to attend a show of theirs. She would always either be too busy filming or their shows were too far away. She was ecstatic.
She begged her friends to go with her—although she didn’t have to do much begging, they were both big fans too—and snagged some good tickets.
It was like a fever dream when the boys came out. You could tell they all get so into the music, feeling it deep in them.
Y/N couldn’t help but notice the drummer.
Of course she knew who he was—and how he felt about her. She felt flattered to have gained the attention of such a talented and good-looking man. Sure, there were always people telling her how beautiful she was but it felt different coming from him.
To put it simply, James Potter was hot.
One of the hottest people she’d ever seen. And from the interviews she’s watched he was also kind and soft-spoken and smart and adorable and—you get the point.
Y/N wasn’t one to expect things because of her fame, but she was so grateful that someone, who she assumed was the band’s manager, came to invite her backstage to meet the boys after the show.
When she made it back there she saw two out of the three boys and introduced herself. She was told the drummer was in the bathroom, so she made conversation with the two boys while she waited to meet the man who had been on her mind too long.
When James came out of the bathroom he saw Y/N talking with the boys. He slowly made his way over, thinking of a way he could introduce himself. But he didn’t need to think too long, because the next thing he knew she was turning over to him, a big smile on her face.
“Hi, I’m Y/N,” she said, reaching her hand out toward him.
“I know, I-I mean I’m James,” he stuttered out nervously. He put his hand in hers and shook it. He couldn’t help but notice how soft her hand felt. Her cold rings contrast the warmth of her hands.
“James, maybe you should let the poor lady go,” Sirius teased.
It was then James realized he had been shaking her hand for an unusual amount of time.
“S-Sorry,” he said. He really hoped she didn’t think he was weird.
“No, don’t worry about it. I was just telling the boys how big of a fan I am of you guys. Been listening for a while now. I’ve been wanting to come to a show for some time now but hadn’t gotten the chance to. You were great up there by the way,” she said animatedly.
“Oh, thanks. I’m a big fan of yours too. We all are,” James said.
“Oh, I think she knows just how big of a fan of hers you are,” Sirius teased again. He was really getting a kick out of James meeting his celebrity crush.
James felt his face heat up and he knew he was red as a beet. He was really hoping that subject wasn’t brought up.
Before anyone could say anything Remus cut in.
“Hey, we usually go out to a bar near the venue after a show, would you like to join us tonight?” he said, saving James from any more embarrassment.
“I’d really like that. I have some friends I’d like you to meet as well. We could meet there if you want?” she suggested.
Everyone agreed and made their way to gather their things.
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James was still nervous.
He was waiting for Y/N and her friends to meet them at the bar. He spent some time in the bathroom looking in the mirror trying to fix his appearance as much as he could before she showed up.
“James, relax. Have a drink. She’ll show up and when she does you are going to charm her pants off and soon enough you’ll be riding off into the sunset with her,” Sirius said. He’d done enough teasing for the night and only wanted James to loosen up. He was also a couple drinks in already.
James only slightly relaxed when the door to the bar opened up and in stepped three girls.
“Hey boys, I’d like you to meet my friends Marlene and Dorcas,” Y/N introduced the girls to the boys. “This is James, Remus, and Sirius.”
Sirius and Remus immediately gravitated to a different girl and offered to buy them each a drink.
“Well, that went exactly how I thought it would,” Y/N smirked.
“What do you mean?” James asked, confused.
“Well I wanted to get some time to get to know you,” she replied. “I thought that maybe with Remus and Sirius distracted, we’d actually get some time to talk.”
“You wanted to talk to me? Alone?” he asked. He was shocked, to say the least. Could there be a chance that the girl he’s been fawning over for years could like him back? He felt like a 15-year-old school girl finally getting to talk to her crush.
“Obviously. I wanted to get to know the guy who’s been obsessed with me since he was 18. It’s not often I get the chance to meet such a huge fan,” she teased.
“Oh God, you’ve seen that?” he groaned. He was red once again trying to hide his face in his hands.
“Hey, it’s okay. I find it quite cute actually,” she reassured him. “I find you cute.”
James’ head snapped up at that.
Y/N was biting her lip nervously, wondering if she overstepped.
“Really? You don’t think it’s weird?” he asked. His dreams were coming true, but he had to make sure she wasn't joking before he made a fool out of himself.
“No, I think it’s sweet. I actually have quite the crush on you as well. Just never dared to say anything in interviews,” she said.
“Um, wow. Okay,” he stuttered. He couldn’t believe it. In a moment of confidence, he asked her, “Do you want to get out of here? Maybe go someplace quieter?”
Y/N smiled and said, “I’d love that.”
James hesitantly grabbed her hand and quickly let their friends know they would be leaving. He earned a wink from Sirius before they exited the bar.
That night they talked for hours wandering around the city, learning more about each other, sharing things they’ve never told anyone before.
Something really special was formed that night, something they knew would last a lifetime.
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Dreams Do Come True!
Marauders Drummer James Potter Spotted Walking Hand in Hand with Actress Y/N L/N.
That's right, James Potter has finally met his celebrity crush, who he has many, many times mentioned in interviews.
The couple was spotted walking together in the city after the band's show—which L/N was also in attendance for.
A source close to the actress and drummer has told us that the couple are taking things slow and are really excited to see where their new relationship goes.
And we at Celebrity News would just like to congratulate the couple and wish them all the best.
Summary: Y/N has her first big break as an actress as she lands the leading role in 'Don't Worry Darling'. The only problem is that her co-star is Harry Styles, who she feels has a very big ego. Tensions rise the more they film. All kinds of tension...
A/N: This is the final part. It's long (7893 words to be exact) and it's super boring. Just not exciting. *insert smirk here* ENJOY!
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>> Warning: 18+ ONLY: Some language, LOTS of smut - hand job, fingering, oral (female receiving), unprotected sex (birth control)
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3 Months Later
"I need to get dressed soon." You swat Harry's hands away from your hips, looking in the mirror as you let down your hair. "And you're really not helping."
"Yeah, because I don't want you to get dressed." He smirks.
You bite your lower lip and shake your head, as he pulls you towards him, your back touching his chest.
He dips his head down and places gentle kisses along your neck, causing you to let out a strong exhale.
"One more time?" He grins, turning you around to face him.
You press your forehead against his and look at his lips. He places a gentle kiss on yours, then one on your nose, and then lastly another on your forehead.
"Please." He whispers.
You can hardly resist him, and he knows it. You crave him as much as he craves you, and the sensation that courses through your body is always quick to ignite.
"You have your team coming in half an hour, why do you even need to get ready?" He asks.
"I don't want to look homeless when they get here!"
"Babe…" he whines, causing butterflies in your stomach as you bite your lower lip. "I think you look the prettiest when I'm inside you."
"Oh my god." You roll your eyes. "You're a pest!"
"And you're a tease!" He states, looking down at how hard you're pushing into him.
He gently places a kiss on your lips and you smile against it. One of your hands moves to his bicep, while the other is placed on the back of his neck. His hands move around to your ass and slide down into the cotton shorts you have on.
You let out a soft moan, causing him to press firmer against your body.
The hand around his bicep moves down to his shorts, rubbing against the fabric as you feel his hard cock twitch under your grasp. He lets out a heavy breath, then smashes his lips back against yours and parts them with his tongue.
You both pull away to catch a breath, and he leans his forehead against yours.
"Y/N..." He utters.
You remove both of your hands from their positions and grab his t-shirt. You place a firm kiss on his lips and he grabs your waist, as you pull him towards the bed with a smirk on your face.
You let go, and he pouts.
"If I've gotta change anyway…" you smile, grabbing the hem of your own t-shirt and pulling it off over your head.
He bites his lip, and does the same, then you both remove your shorts.
He immediately lunges towards you, causing you to both fall on the bed, and you giggle. He hovers over you, breathing heavily as his eyes roam around your body.
"What?" You giggle, causing him to smirk.
"Just admiring the view." He replies, leaning down to kiss your neck, and drawing out a moan from your lips.
"Harry, please." You whisper.
"Oh, now look who's begging…" he chuckles.
You grab the back of his neck and pull him to your lips. You part them with your tongue and he lets out an eager moan.
He grabs your inner thigh and squeezes, as he slowly moves it up towards your center. With your free hand, you reach down and grab his cock, instantly stroking it as he removes his lips from yours to let out a heavy exhale.
He glides his finger up and down your center.
"Always so fu-"
"I'm always wet for you, Harry. Shouldn't be a surprise." You chuckle.
"It's not. I just like knowing it still happens." He smirks.
"Are you gonna do something about it or what?"
He bites his lower lip and then slides his fingers inside of you.
"Fuck." You moan out, closing your eyes shut at the sudden burst of pleasure. You pump his length faster, occasionally rubbing your thumb over his already leaking tip.
He leans down to your neck and kisses his way over it, as he glides his fingers in and out. He kisses back up to your lips as his fingers pump in and out again.
Your tongue returns to the inside of his mouth, and his joins the rhythm of yours, both moaning against each other as the pleasure builds.
He pulls his mouth away slightly, resting his forehead on your and panting.
"I wanna be in-"
"Yes. Please." You answer, panting.
He removes his fingers and you quickly roll over, resting your head on the bed and lifting your ass in the air.
"Fuck, baby." He utters, grabbing your ass with both hands.
You reach around and rub his tip against your center, coating it before lining it up and letting him push in.
You let out a strong exhale as he gets deep. "Mmmm."
He grabs your waist with one hand and rubs your back up and down with the other.
His hips thrust in and out at a steady pace, and your body creates a consistent moan. Your eyes squeeze shut from the pleasure and your head tilts back as you push back against him.
"Oh my god." You whisper, barely getting the words out.
Your breathing gets faster along with Harry's pace. He grabs your hips as he starts to moan, going deeper and deeper with every thrust.
"Harry." You moan out. "God th-this feels… so good!"
"Yeah?"
You nod in reply.
"You… you feel good, baby."
"Harder." You breathe out.
"What?"
"Harder, Harry!" You exclaim, causing him to moan deeply.
He shifts himself to lean over your back slightly, and moves one hand to rest gently in the back of your neck.
"Harry! Oh my god!"
"Fuck, Y/N! Feels… so… good."
"I-... oh, fuck… I'm… mmm… I'm gonna cum."
He quickly moves one hand to your ass cheek and strokes it with his thumb, giving it a smack.
"Want… I want you to look… back at me…" he moans as he gets deeper. "...when you cum.."
You nod, biting your lip as your body writhes from the intense pleasure. Your hands suddenly grip onto the sheets as every muscle in your body tenses.
Your mouth drops open and you gaze back to him, doing what you can to keep your eyes from squeezing shut.
"Oh god, Harry… f-... fu-... Harry! Fuck!"
Suddenly the build up of pleasure releases and flows throughout your body. Harry bites his lip, watching you finally throw your head back and ride out your orgasm as he continues pumping into you.
"Oh my god." You pant out. "Oh my god."
"Baby. Oh god. You…" He grunts, his thrusts getting sloppy. "I just…"
You slowly sit up, bringing your back close to his chest and wrapping your arm around to the back of his head.
"I wanna feel you cum." You utter.
He lets out an exasperated exhale and moans.
"Y/N." He grunts. You feel his legs tense up and his arms start to shake and he bounces you on his cock.
"Fuck, baby. Oh god!" He grunts once more before his body melt into yours, and he immediately starts placing kisses all over your cheek, panting in between each one as he catches his breath.
He gives you one more kiss as you ride out your orgasms. He pulls you off and gets up from the bed to the bathroom.
You quickly do the same. He cleans himself off and grabs your hips as stands in front of you. He leans his forehead against yours and closes his eyes.
"I can't get enough of you." He smiles, causing you to chuckle and shake your head.
"I need to take another shower…"
"I can help with that." He smirks.
"Don't you dare!" You giggle. "I'm trying to not look homeless, remember?"
"Well, you definitely don't look homeless." He chuckles. "But you do look freshly fucked!"
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You feel more prepared for another red carpet experience, until you remember that this is the Oscars, and that you are nominated for an award.
You take a deep breath as you walk out to the multitudes of cameras and paparazzi, smiling and posing as you inch closer to the venue.
You also try to look for Harry. You haven't seen him since he left your hotel room, so you subtly glance around to catch a glimpse of him.
You give a few quick interviews along the way, before coming up to the E!News platform. You can feel your heart racing as you step up and meet Guiliana Rancic for the first time.
"Hello there Y/N, how are you?" She greets, giving you a quick hug.
You let out a strong exhale. "I'm just waiting to wake up from this dream I'm in!"
You both giggle.
"Well, I must say, you look absolutely stunning! Gorgeous!" She looks you up and down in your dress.
"Oh my god, thank you! So do you!"
"Oh stop." She dramatically flips her hair. "This is your first time here, how exciting!"
"Yeah, like I said, it feels like a dream. I can't even believe it!"
"And nominated for 'Best New Actress' too, that's gotta be… I mean, how do you feel about that?"
You grin and shake your head. "I feel so lucky to be here. Just in general. With all these beautiful, talented legends!" You look over your shoulder at the others on the red carpet.
"Who would you say is someone who you would definitely fangirl over?" She giggles.
"I just saw Sandra Bullock walking by and I almost squealed. I think she's so funny!" You grin.
"And she's so sweet!" Guiliana nods. "Now, your movie counterpart, Harry Styles, is also nominated for an award. 'Best New Actor', right?"
You nod.
"How awesome is it that you are both nominated, being two 'up-and-comers' so to speak?"
"Yeah, I'm honored to be nominated and Harry is very talented, so I'm not surprised at his nomination. But, yeah, this entire experience is just incredible."
"Speaking of Mr. Harry Styles…" she motions behind you and you subtly bite your lower lip. You twist around to see that, in fact, he was walking up onto the platform and giving Guiliana a kiss on the cheek.
He looks over to you and winks. "Oh hello, fancy seeing you here."
"Harry, did you know we were talking about you?" She teases. "Or did you just happen to see your gorgeous co-star up here?"
Harry takes a quick glance towards you, pulling his lips inward as he looks you up and down.
"I'm just happy we didn't end up wearing the same outfit. She definitely looks better in it." He chuckles, and you suddenly feel his hand on your lower back.
"Harry, I'll ask you now. You two worked together, and you're now both nominated for an award! What's that like for you?"
"Umm…" he looks down and you both keep your gaze on each other for a moment before he turns back to her. "I think we are just both so grateful and honored. It's just been a great experience overall."
You smile and nod in agreement.
"Now, I just have to add, there's been tons of rumors that the two of you are together..." She teases, and you feel Harry remove his hand from your back. You drop your head slightly, before seeing him tug at the sleeves of his suit, and put his hand right back where it was.
"Okay." Harry replies quickly.
"Well, all the fans want to know… is it true? Are you two together? This would be such a special night for you guys!"
"Umm, it's a special night for us no matter what." Harry offers, meeting your gaze quickly before you look back to Guiliana.
"And this night, and the nominations, aren't about us. It's truly honoring the amazing film we both got to be a part of." You state.
"We don't want anything to take away from this moment, for the movie." Harry adds.
"Well, congrats to the both of you. You both look amazing. And enjoy your first time at the Oscars!"
You both thank her as you walk back down the steps together, Harry's hand still placed on your back. As you both stop to find where you need to go next, he leans closer to your ear.
"You really do look gorgeous." He whispers, causing you to blush and look up into his beautiful green eyes.
"So do you." You wink.
"Careful there." He looks up and looks around discreetly. "M'gonna wanna take you right here, right now!"
You bite your lip as your body ignites with desire.
"Don't do that either, love."
Your breath hitches, but you see Bethany waving you over to another backdrop for some more photos.
"Oh, thank god." You quietly giggle. "See you later, stud."
You walk over to your assistant and she fixes your dress as you get ready to pose.
"Y/N! Y/N! Over here!"
"Y/N! Harry!"
Your brow furrows slightly in confusion hearing Harry's name called, and as you turn your head, you see that gorgeous man walking up to you.
"Hello again." He smirks.
"What are you doing?" You whisper.
"They want photos of us together." He shrugs, placing his hand on your lower back again.
You both turn towards the cameras and smile, feeling Harry inch closer and closer with each flash.
The two of you walk down a few feet to pose in front of some more paparazzi, and position yourselves together again. He moves his hand behind you, this time on the top of your ass.
"I swear… this dress isn't helping to hold me back." He whispers.
"Harry…" you whisper back.
"No one can see." He smirks, moving his head around for the cameras to get better angles. You both shuffle over to the last photography area.
He lowers his hand more, but the tulle of your dress prevents him from getting a good feel. He discreetly growls at the inability to grasp you there, and you giggle.
"You can get more later." You whisper.
He lets out a strong exhale as you take the last photos. "Bloody hell, Y/N."
You give the cameras a wave and finally walk off the red carpet towards the venue, with Harry following quickly behind.
As you stop inside to take in your surroundings, he finds his way next to you and looks down, breathing a little heavier than normal.
"M'gonna have to stay away from you tonight." He chuckles.
You see Bethany waving you over to a group of, what you assume are, important people in the industry. You look back at Harry and lick your lips.
"Yeah right. See you at our seats, Mr. Styles."
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You and Harry, of course, sit together, stealing glances and little grazes of your hands as the night goes on. Sensation in your body builds ever so slightly with each touch. You do your best to put space between you, but your desire to feel him in some way keeps control throughout the night.
The closer things get towards your awards, the more nervous you get. Gemma, who is sitting on the other side of you, has handed you a drink, but it doesn't seem to calm you down.
Your legs are bouncing and you feel Harry's hand on your thigh. Your head snaps over to you and your eyes widen.
"Someone could see." You whisper.
He shakes his head. "I don't care. I want to help you."
He gives you a big grin and you place your hand over his.
"Yours is up next, I should be helping you." You shake your head.
"M'fine." He shrugs. "You're here. So m'fine."
Suddenly the presenters for 'Best New Actor' approach the podium to read the nominations, and you squeeze Harry's hand.
You're trying to be controlled and discreet, but can't help but stare at him as he watches the stage. He drops his head with a smile as they list his name, and you squeeze his hand again, causing him to turn his head towards you.
"And the winner is…"
He takes a deep breath, still locked on your face, as the envelope opens.
"Harry Styles!"
He drops his head into his free hand and shakes his head. You release your grip and stand up with him, grabbing him into a hug.
"I'm so proud of you." You whisper in his ear, and hear him clear his throat. He grabs your shoulders and gives you a peck on the cheek, doing the same to Gemma, and shaking some more of the cast's hands as he makes his way to the stage.
You pull both lips in, standing and clapping, to hold back some tears threatening to appear.
He shakes hands with the presenters, takes the award he is handed, and stands in front of the mic. He immediately looks towards you as you sit down and he exhales a deep breath.
"Wow. Umm…" he clears his throat and looks down. "Thank you for this. Umm, yeah, thank you to everyone sitting here who was a part of this amazing film."
He looks at the award in his hand, and then looks back up to you. "From the beginning of filming, even though it felt difficult at times, I knew it was something special."
He looks down again and smiles before returning his gaze to your group.
"I couldn't have asked for better people to work with. Umm… I honestly never thought I'd be here, and I'm so grateful that I am. I couldn't have done this without everyone who supported me. And…"
He clears the shakiness in his voice, as he continues to look directly at you. "And, thank you. Thank you for giving me this chance."
He nods and steps away from the mic, subtly wiping away a tear from his eye.
He is ushered backstage and your eyes stay glued on him until he walks completely out of sight.
Suddenly, your nerves hit stronger as the music plays and two more presenters make their way to the stage. Now it is time for your nomination.
Your legs start to bounce again, and you immediately miss Harry's comforting hand on your thigh. You grab Gemma's as they list the nominees and clench your jaw when you hear your name called. You really wish Harry was next to you at this moment.
"And the winner for 'Best New Actress' is…"
You move your hand to squeeze Gemma's arm.
"Y/N Y/L/N!"
Your mouth drops open and your eyes widen, as your hands fly up to your cheeks. You instinctively look around for Harry, before remembering he is backstage. Your heart sinks just a little but then you remember you need to get up from your seat. You immediately get embraced by Gemma, then make your way over to and up the stairs to the stage.
You thank the presenters and take your spot at the podium with your award.
"Wow…" You shake your head. "Of course, now is the time I need to use the restroom."
Everyone chuckles and you step back slightly from the mic to hold back tears. "I am beyond honor-"
Suddenly you feel a warm hand on your back and one on your arm. You swivel around to see Harry.
"Yay!" He whispers, grinning more widely than you've ever seen, and he gives you a quick peck on the cheek.
He starts to step backwards and points to the crowd. "Enjoy your moment, love."
He jogs away and you turn back to the podium, with a huge blush displaying on your cheeks.
"Umm…" you giggle, trying to pull your thoughts back together. "A few years ago, I… I would've never thought this would be a reality, but here I am living my dream! I want to quickly thank my family and friends for being the best support system, my team for basically getting me where I need to be on a daily basis, the entire movie crew for letting me be a part of this amazing project, and my co-stars. And, to Harry, for being the best partner to work with."
You clear your throat, gently dabbing under your eyes to keep them dry, and then hold up the award in front of you.
"Thank you. Thank you all so much. I will cherish this for the rest of my life."
You step back as the music starts to play, and are ushered backstage.
Still in a daze, you bump into someone who grabs your arms, causing you to snap out of it and look up.
"I am so proud of you." Harry grins, looking around and grabbing your hand. "Come with me."
He leads you further backstage, shuffling in between some large equipment, and pushes you against it. He grabs your award and puts both on the top of whatever you are squeezed between. He puts one hand on your hip and the other behind your neck, taking advantage of the tight space by pressing up hard against you. Both of your hands make it around the back of his neck, gently running one through his hair.
His breathing is rapid and he bites his lip before smashing them against yours. He moves down your neck and moans against your skin as you tug on his hair.
"You're amazing, Y/N." He whispers, before kissing your neck. "So fucking amazing."
You let out a shaky breath and he brings his face back up in front of you, his gaze scanning all over your face.
Still graced with some tears in your eyes, he wipes away the one that falls, and tenderly kisses your lips once more.
You peek around the corners of where you are and spot a hallway, so you grab his hand. "Now… come with me."
His breath hitches, grabbing the awards, and you pull with you, checking the handles of any door you come across. Three doors down and you find one that is unlocked. You open it to find a small storage room, so you pull Harry in and lock the door behind him.
"Y/N…"
You press him against the door and palm over his pants.
"Yes…?" You reply, with a widening grin, as he moans out slightly.
"You really…" he leans his head back against the door. "Fuck."
"If you don't want me to…" you start to pull your hand away, but he grabs your wrist.
"I… I do. Fuck. F'course I do."
"I know." You chuckle. "I can feel it."
He lowers his head to look at you and smirks.
"Naughty."
"I've been told I'm a bit of a little freak." You shrug, grabbing the awards and placing them on the floor. He grabs the back of your head to push your lips against his.
You use your hands to unbutton his pants and lower his zipper, sliding one of them inside his briefs as he moans out.
"I like holding onto this more than that award…"
"Fucking hell, babe!" He exclaims, biting his lip and throwing his head back again as you grab his cock and start to stroke.
You kiss along his jawline, moving down his neck, and back up to kiss right below his ear.
"God, Y/N, this feels so… good…" He breathes out, causing you to spit in your hand and pump his cock a little faster. "You… you feel so… so good!"
You moan against his skin. He tilts his head back towards you and starts to place kisses on your neck too.
You reach around with your other hand to the back of his neck, giving his hai a slight tug, causing him to remove his lips and squeeze his eyes shut.
"Y/N…" He mutters. "Yeah…"
You run your thumb over his tip and feel him already leaking. You lift your head up, making him do the same, as you stare him in the eyes and lick your thumb.
"Oh my god!" He moans. "I'm not… fuck… I can't last… much longer, babe!"
"Good." You giggle.
"Fuck, Y/N. S-so good."
"I wanna taste it." You carefully drop down and place your mouth over his tip, careful not to mess up your makeup too much more, and give others any hint of what you're currently doing.
You continue to stroke him with one hand, mouth ready for him to release, and you reach up to his chest with your other hand.
He grabs it and then stretches his other arm out to his side, slapping against the wall.
"Baby… yes… I'm so close." He moans between breaths. "I'm… oh god… that's it, so good… fuck Y/N. Oh my god!"
His body completely tenses as his cum releases and slides down your throat.
"Oh… my god… fuck." He pants, his cock still throbbing in your mouth.
You wait until you've swallowed every last drop before pulling off and looking up to him through your lashes.
He meets your eyes, but then closes his shut and throws his head back as he grins.
His breathing starts to regulate and he pulls you up against him, still grinning.
"Liked that?" You ask.
"Well, yeah… liked that you did that." He leans his forehead against yours.
"Congratulations, Oscar winner!" You chuckle.
"And what about you, miss 'Best New Actress'..." He runs his hands up and down your arms.
"Oh, babe, there is no way you can get around this dress." You laugh.
"I like a challenge!" He exclaims.
You put both hands on his chest and kiss his lips softly.
"Just… wait. It'll be worth it." You whisper against his lips.
"Fuck, you're gonna kill me, but I can't get enough of you." He chuckles.
"Glad you like it." You wink.
He fixes himself and his pants, making sure you both look presentable before he opens the door and peeks into the hallway. He lets you step out first, and closes the door once he is also in the hallways. Then he grabs your wrist and twirls you back around to face him, pulling you into his chest.
"I also like you in my arms. And kissing my lips." He places one on yours. "And when you blush while you smile. And… when you call me babe."
As if on cue, the heat rushes to your cheeks and you give him one last kiss before pulling away.
"I think you're also gonna like my next outfit."
~~~~~
After changing into your new dress, and after walking the carpet for some more photos, you enter the after party.
"I know he's the sexiest man alive, and you're gorgeous as hell, but try to keep your cool for at least an hour before you run off to god-knows-where with him?" Bethany pleads, with a subtle smile.
"I'll do my best." You smirk, turning to see her scowl. "Okay. I will."
She waves you off, after explaining that she is going to let you free for the entire night. You scan the room and see the most amazing people all gathered in this venue.
You suddenly become shy, and make your way to the bar. As you lean on the counter, Gemma suddenly rushes over to you, grabbing your face as she kisses you on the cheek.
"I love you! I'm so proud of you! You look gorgeous! And I love you!" She exclaims, turning around to run off with some others.
You chuckle as you twist back around, meeting the eyes of the person next to you.
"Holy shit." You mutter.
"Hi, Y/N. Congratulations on your win!" Jennifer Lawrence states.
Your mouth drops open as she leans in for a quick hug.
"Holy shit." You repeat.
"Oh, please." She giggles. "Don't."
"I'm so sorry. Don't mind me… I'm just uncomfortably gawking over you because I'm a huge fan."
"Thank you. I am too! You really were amazing."
"Th-... fuck." You stutter. "Thank you. Seriously. Thank you so much."
"Can I get you your first congratulatory drink?" She offers.
"What is my life right now?" You chuckle. "Thank you. Umm, martini please."
You wait for your orders and chat about her upcoming projects, and your next movie with Christopher Nolan.
You're handed your martini and you both turn around to view the crowd of celebrities before you.
She takes a sip of her drink then motions to someone in the sea of people. "There's someone right there who I am positive is a bigger fan of yours than I am."
"What?" You turn to her, then turn in the direction she is motioning to.
You suddenly see Harry, dressed in a beautiful new suit, standing and chatting with Lizzo.
You feel fluttering all over your body as you take in every part of Harry that you can see.
"Lizzo?" You grin.
Jennifer lets out a huge laugh, which quickly draws both Lizzo and Harry's attention towards you for a split second, before turning away.
Your heart races, and you see his head snap back over to you for a double take. He brings his drink to his lips, and shakes his head as he swallows his sip. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Lizzo fan herself as she joins Harry in his gaze, but you can't tear your eyes away from him.
He gives her a quick hug and pulls his lips inward as he makes his way over to you.
"Ope. My cue to leave." States Jennifer, giving you a quick hug before scooting over to a group nearby.
Harry stops right in front of you, toes touching yours, and you feel his rapid warm breath on your cheeks.
"You cannot be here." He growls.
"What?"
"You cannot be here in that dress. M'bout to pop out of my pants just from looking over at you." He smirks.
You bite your lip.
"Y/N. You're…" he takes a step back, looking you up and down, before stepping closer again. "You're fucking gorgeous!"
You start to blush and he grabs your hips, pulling you closer and placing a kiss on your forehead.
"Let's go somewhere." He whispers.
You whimper discreetly, but place your hands on his chest to gently push him back.
"Settle down, Styles. I promised Bethany an hour." You state.
He pouts and then pulls out his phone. "Alright. An hour."
"Did you just set an alarm?" You laugh.
"No. M'just checking the time. Doubt I'll be able to hold out a minute over!" He exclaims.
He orders another drink and guides you back to where he was talking to Lizzo. You giggle and gawk over her, and are shocked as she does the same over you.
"Oh my god, I'm so happy to actually meet you and not just listen to him chatter on and on about the amazing Y/N."
He chokes on the sip he just took of his drink, and wipes his mouth off.
"Hey…"
She throws her hands up in defense. "Sorry, honey, she needs to know she has a stalker."
"Alright, we're leaving." He chuckles.
"No…" you whine dramatically. "I wanna talk more to Lizzo about the creep who's practically in love with me!"
She lets out a huge laugh at your joke, but your eyes grow wide at the words that just came out of your mouth and you hear Harry clear his throat.
"Uh, alright, that's enough out of you two." He smiles, glancing over at you and hiding the red hue appearing on his cheeks.
You roll your eyes at him in Lizzo's direction and give her a quick hug goodbye.
"He does adore you." She whispers before pulling back, and gives you a wink as Harry leads you away.
"What'd she say…" Harry inquires, half of a smirk and half of a frown on his face.
"That she now loves me more than she loves you." You reply, causing him to laugh.
"Yeah, well…" he smiles over to you and shrugs. "I don't doubt that."
~~~~~
After a couple more drinks, and some chats with other celebs, Harry sees the group of people he's been looking for all night.
"Hey guys!" He beams as you both walk up to them.
Harry's manager Jeff, his drummer Sarah, and his guitarist Mitch all give him hugs and congratulate him on his Oscar win.
Sarah quickly turns to you and gently pushes Harry aside.
"You must be Y/N!" She states, giving you a big hug. "So happy to finally meet you."
"Oh?" You chuckle, nervously, seeing Harry rub the back of his neck and blush when you look towards him.
"The dope won't shut up about ya!" Jeff adds.
"For fucks sake, Jeff." Harry whines.
They immediately dive in with the questions- wanting to know about your upbringing, your start in movies, your next projects, your aspirations. With each question, Harry's hand slips lower on your back, making its way to your ass.
After another drink, he wraps both arms in front of you and rests his head on the top of yours, while you continue to talk to his friends.
"But Y/N, if you ever want to come to a show, just have Lover Boy let me know."
"Alright. Alright. This was clearly a mistake." Harry shakes his head, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers. A sudden flurry floods your entire body at that small gesture of affection.
He turns to leave but Sarah grabs your other hand. "Oh no you don't, Harry. She's coming with me!"
"Umm… what?" He responds.
"I'm taking her to the dancefloor!" She replies, pulling you out of his grip and away with her.
"This can't be good." He replies.
You both giggle as you look back to see him pout, and you send him a little wave.
As soon as you reach the middle of the crowd, she turns around to you.
"Alright, I just wanna say… he is out of his mind about you."
You chuckle. "What?"
"He's crazy about you. So thank you."
Your eyes widen. "You're thanking me?"
"He's a gem and he has been really happy lately. We love him. All of us do. We love seeing him this way. And it seems to be because of you."
You drop your head to hide the intense heat flooding your cheeks.
"I just wanted you to know the effect you're having in his life." She adds.
You nod and she gives you a quick hug.
"I'm done with the mushy and maybe uncomfortable chitchat, so let's dance!" She exclaims, grabbing your hand and twirling you around as you laugh.
After the second song, you feel a comforting, warm arm wrap around you from behind, and a drink appears in front. You grab the glass and spin around to meet Harry's wide and dimpled grin.
"Hello beautiful."
"Hey there, handsome." You smile, seeing Sarah shimmy her way back to Mitch.
With his hand free of your drink, he wraps it around your waist with his other hand and brings your lips to touch his.
"What are you doing?" You whisper.
"Trying to kiss you." He whispers back.
"But-"
"Lemme kiss you."
You smile and he presses a gentle, tender kiss on your lips.
Sarah clears her throat, causing you both to turn towards her. She winks at you before moving back to the group.
"So what did Sarah say to you?" He asks, biting his lip as he gazes into your eyes.
"That she now loves me more than she loves you." You grin.
"That's happening a lot tonight." He smirks, placing another gentle kiss on your lips as he starts to sway to the music.
You smile and shrug.
"I believe it though, I'm falling in love."
"What?" Your breathing suddenly gets rapid and your heart races.
He straightens up and his eyes widen.
"I… umm…" He steps back slightly and his gaze falls as he rubs the back of his neck. "Umm…"
"Has it been an hour?" You suddenly ask.
"Huh?" He frowns in confusion.
"Has it been an hour since we got here?"
He clears his throat and looks down at his watch. "Yeah. 'Bout an hour and a half..."
"Okay. Let's leave." You pull away completely and pull his hand to follow you.
"Y/N… I…"
"Come on, please."
You hear him sigh and you make your way back to his group, saying goodbye to each of them.
"I'm glad he has you now." Sarah whispers, as she wraps you in a big hug.
Harry says his own goodbyes, looking a little nervous, and he follows you over to meet up with Lizzo.
She also gives you a big hug and murmurs in your ear. "He's legit the heart eye emoji for you, babe."
She gives you a wink when you pull away, then gives Harry a big squeeze. She whispers to him as well, causing a small smirk to appear on his face as he looks over to you.
"What did she say…" you ask, as you both walk away.
"That, uh, she now loves you more than she loves me." He chuckles.
You make your way out to a private SUV and he helps you in before sitting next to you.
"Y/N… I…"
You turn your body towards him as he runs his hand through his hair.
"M'sorry I said that."
"Oh." Your head drops low and you feel a knot in your stomach.
"I… I mean… fuck." He growls.
"You didn't mean it." You state, figuring that the form of a question was no longer necessary.
"No, I-"
"It's okay, Harry." You interrupt, fidgeting with your hands.
He turns his body towards yours and grabs your hands with one of his.
"Y/N. I did. I am-..." He lets out a deep exhale and you can hear the shakiness in his breath. "I'm falling in love with you."
Your breath hitches and you release a deep exhale yourself.
"I don't want to scare you off."
"Harry…"
"I know. It's too much. M'sorry."
You grab his face with your hands and turn it to face you.
"Will you just… shut up…" You giggle, pressing your lips passionately against his.
He scoots closer, grabbing your face as your hands move around and intertwine with the hair at the back of his head.
Your lips move together and his tongue parts yours. You continue until the SUV arrives at your hotel, and you quickly make your way inside to the private elevator.
As soon as the doors close, you smash your lips against his, moaning against them as he runs his hands down your back and gliding them over your ass.
You fully press your body against him, feeling his hard cock against you. Your hands run up into his hair again, and you grab ahold of it as your tongue parts his lips.
He grabs your hips and pulls away to catch a breath.
"Fuck, Y/N." He pants. "What's… I mean… do you-..."
"Shh. Just hold on." You whisper, biting your lip before pulling him back towards you by his suit jacket.
The elevator dings as it reaches the top floor. The doors open and you walk backwards, gently pulling him by his clothes.
You stop after a few steps and press your body against his, running your palms from his chest, and up to his shoulders. His lips meet your neck, and he turns you towards the hallway wall, pressing you up against it.
He runs his finger down the middle of your chest, along the skin exposed by the deep neckline of your dress. He presses his lips between your breasts and you grind your body against his.
He straightens up, lips locking with yours, and pulls you off the wall, walking you backwards to your hotel suite.
You twist around to walk forwards, and he wraps his arms tightly around your shoulders, kissing your neck as you lead him to your room.
You do what you can to focus on entering the code into the keypad, while the sensation of his lips on your shoulders sends shivers down your spine.
As soon as the door closes behind him, you reach for the zipper on your dress. He takes a hold of it, slowly lowering it down over your body and kissing up your back as he stands up.
You turn around and remove his suit jacket, working on his pants as he removes his dress shirt. His slacks and briefs fall to the floor and he steps out, throwing them on the nearby armchair.
His breathing becomes rapid as he steps back, watching intently as you slip the straps of your dress off your shoulder, slowly shimmying it down your body and removing your thin panties.
You grab his hands and pull him close to you, so that you're pressed right up against him, feeling how hard he's gotten. He moves to kiss your neck and down onto your shoulder. You wrap your arms around his neck and play with the curls on the back of his head.
"Harry?"
He lifts his head up to look you in the eyes.
"Yeah?"
You look into his gorgeous greens and your heart flutters. The sensation between your legs heightens and your breathing increases.
"I was waiting to say… I'm falling in love with you, too."
He exhales strong as he smiles, grabbing your body with one hand around your back, and the other behind your head.
Your lips smash together passionately and you grab his biceps as you let out a whimper. You walk backwards with him towards your suite's dining table and jump up on it.
He pulls you to the very edge and kneels down on the floor, spreading your legs open and slowly running his hands up your thighs.
"Harry, please."
He gently glides his tongue up your center to your clit and slightly pulls away.
"You taste so good." He states, causing you to reach out with one hand and grip tightly on his hair.
"It feels so good." You moan.
He swirls his tongue and slides his fingers inside.
"Mmm!" You moan. "So… good!"
He slowly pumps them in and out, sucking on your clit each time he pulls back. And then again, sliding his fingers in and out. The cold metal of his rings hits the outside of your pussy, which sends a shiver through your body and you squeeze around his fingers.
"Oh my god." You breathe out, grabbing tighter on his hair, feeling him moan against your skin, and you grip the edge of the table.
His fingers curl up when they push in again, causing a strong sensation to build in your stomach.
"Harry! Oh my god!" Your breath gets rapid. "Harry! I-... I want you inside me."
"I will, baby. I want you to cum first." He sucks on your clit again as his fingers pump faster.
"I'm… close." Your voice shakes. "Oh god, Harry, I'm so close!"
He pulls his lips away slightly. "Cum for me, baby."
As his fingers go deeper and faster, he kisses and bites your inner thighs.
"Fuck, Harry!"
"I wanna taste all of you." He states.
"Oh god, Harry… O-oh god!... Fuck!"
He pulls his head away as your entire time tenses up, and you throw your head back from the sensation.
"Babe, look at me."
You bite your lower and tilt your head towards him, seeing him grin widely. You reach your peak and your jaw drops open as you do what you can to keep your eye contact.
"Oh my god, Harry!" You exclaim, panting through your orgasm.
He removes his fingers, licking up your center one more time, before quickly standing up and rubbing his tip against your sensitive entrance.
He glides in slowly, grabbing your hips and pumping in at a steady pace.
"Oh fuck, Harry!"
"Bloody hell, you feel so good."
He starts to pump faster, extracting a moan from your lips each time he gets deeper. You grab his biceps to keep steady.
"Fuck you feel good, babe." He states, pressing his lips passionately against yours.
His tongue parts your lips and you match his movements. He thrusts in deeper one time and moans against your mouth.
"Again." You whisper.
"Fuck, Y/N." He goes deeper again, gripping your hips steady for a little more power in his thrust.
"Again, Harry, please!" You plead.
He thrusts in again and you let out a deep moan. He pumps in and out, harder and deeper, in and out again.
"Harry... Oh my god… m-more… please… more!"
"Fuck, babe... Y/N… oh my god."
"I'm… Har-... I'm gon… cum." You strain to speak, your stomach tightening with the built up pleasure.
"Cum. Squeeze me." He whispers. "Fuck Y/N… cum, babe!"
"Har-... Fuck! Harry!" You shout, your body melting around him as your orgasm reaches its peak.
"Yes, baby!" He continues to thrust, getting sloppier as he gets closer to his own.
You pull closer and grab his hair tight, kissing and sucking his neck.
"Oh fuck… yes… so… good… baby!"
He grunts as he thrusts in one more time, stopping when he is all the way in and releases into you. His head drops onto your shoulder as he rides out his orgasm, kissing your neck and rubbing your back.
You feel him smile against your skin and he lifts his head, placing a kiss on your forehead.
"I can't get enough of that." He kisses your lips. "Can't get enough of you!"
He pulls out and walks to the bathroom, returning with some towels to clean up.
He tosses the towels, grabbing both your hands, and walking you over to the bed. You both climb in, under the covers, scooting your body close to him as you lay your head on his chest.
You intertwine your legs and trace his butterfly tattoo with your finger.
"Y/N…" He rubs his palm along your forearm. "I meant what I said."
You lift your head up to match his gaze.
"I did too, Harry." You smile and cup his cheek. You gently place a kiss on his lips, and he holds the back of your head to deepen the kiss.
You both pull away to catch your breath, and he bites his lower lip.
"One last time?" He chuckles.
You shake your head. "That doesn't really work anymore."
"Yeah, you're right." He furrows his brow in thought. "One more time?"
"I don't think that works either… it's gonna happen again more than once…" you reply, propping yourself up in your elbow.
"Lots more!" He asks, bringing you back in for a firmer kiss.
You push yourself up and throw your legs over him, straddling his hips as you feel his cock start to twitch again beneath you.
"How about…" you slowly start to grind on him and he strongly exhales. "We can say… 'lets go again' instead?"
He nods and pulls you back down to him to kiss you again. You move your lips to his jaw and place one soft kiss by his ear.
Butterflies filled your stomach as you found your floor. It sure wasn't as gorgeous as Joe's room, and honestly, you hadn't even spent much time in it. The silver doors parted as the ding rang in your ear.
Down the hall, Natalia was leaning against the large cream-colored door, scrolling through her phone.
Her eyes shot toward you, and her mouth flung open into a large 'O', as she mouthed 'Oh my God'.
You continued to walk toward her, shaking your head with a smile; Realizing what it most definitely looked like - dress draped over your arm, and shoes on your hands instead of your feet. Talk about the walk of shame.
"Thanks." Taking the card from her thin hands.
"So, tell me ALL about it. I'm dying to know."
"Well, honestly, there's not much to tell. I was just really drunk, and thankfully he was there. If not, I would have probably looked like such an idiot in front of you all and everyone else. He was going to just walk me to my room, but you'd already left with my card."
She was nodding, with her arms crossed over her chest, and half of her lips curled into a smile.
"So, he took me back to his room. Gave me this, and then we went to bed." You tugged as your shirt and shrugged.
"Huh." She stared blankly and wrinkled her nose. "Well, don't forget about the interviews we have later today. Take some Tylenol and get some carbs, you're gonna need it."
You hovered the card over the sensor as the light flashed green. The room, even though exactly how you left it, felt a little different now. After pulling yourself together, you noticed it was quickly reaching the hour mark to meet Joe. The butterflies returned again. You weren't sure what exactly he was going to say. You weren't even sure what you were going to say.
The lobby was adorned with large crystal chandeliers, white marble flooring, and chic gold and navy blue seating. You recognized Joe's curly hair, with his head resting on his hand, which was resting on the arm of the couch.
"Ready?" Your eyebrows knitted together.
Joe grinned and reached his arm out in front of you while resting his hand on the small of your back. You allowed Joe to lead - choose the car, place to eat, and even seating.
"So, are you okay with talking here?" His eyes wandered the restaurant.
You nodded.
His brown eyes captured yours, and he opened his mouth to speak.
"Obviously, we've grown incredibly close. I'd be absolutely stupid if I didn't acknowledge that somewhere, within me, Natalia's right." He scanned your face.
"You can't tell me that you don't feel this... electricity. This chemistry?"
Your heart began to beat faster. "I do. I have for a while actually." You peered down at the table, tracing the knots and swirls within the woodgrain. Then, back to Joe.
"I just...I don't know how to do this." You pointed your finger towards yourself, and then to him.
"I don't understand? What's so complicated, love? I like you. You like me. What more does there need to be?"
You inhaled, and forced a long exhale; all while keeping your eyes on Joe's. You felt the corners of your mouth turn into a smile. "Nothing, I guess."
You laid your hands on the table face up, and you felt warm hands sliding up your forearm, and squeezing firmly on both sides. Joe couldn't hide his cheeky grin.
After brunch, Joe paid the tab and escorted you to a large black SUV. He grasped the door handle and swung it open, grabbing your hand to guide you in.
The hot leather seat warmed your chilled body, as you clicked the seatbelt into place. Light quickly bounced in from the other side, soon to be shadowed by Joe's frame as he slid his way in. He chose the middle seat, and quickly placed his hand on your thigh.
You smiled in not-so-secret, as you giggled. You felt his gaze upon you and turned your head to match his.
"I hope you don't mind this," You felt his palm on your jawbone and his fingers curl around the back of your neck. "But, I've waited far too long to kiss you. I've wanted to since the moment I laid eyes on those perfectly pink lips of yours."
Your heart began to pound, as your breathing became quicker. He parted his lips and brought them to yours. Gently at first, aligning with your lips.
He pulled inches away and scanned your eyes from left to right, right to left. He dove back into your space, lips parted, fingers now pulling you toward him. When he made contact, he gently sucked your lower lip into his mouth. His mustache tickling the lower part of your top lip.
Your mouths moved in sync; gently tugging each other's lips. He loosened his grip on the back of your neck and allowed his hand to fall from your shoulder down to your hand. Leaving you with a nibble on your bottom lip.
