my brother, my brother, my brother, my brother, my brother, my brother, my brother, + me [the sidemen]
despite your internship with the sidemen coming to an end nearly three years ago, and the fact that you were only a few years younger than harry, the boys had kept you snuggly tucked under their wings like a baby sister, and they were very protective of you.
as requested by several lovely folks way too long ago! thank you for your patience 💕
purely platonic fluff!
word count: 781
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“they’re nice, babe. I swear.”
your boyfriend bites his nails anxiously as the two of you walk towards the entrance of the studio. no matter how much you've tried to put him at ease, he's justifiably intimidated by your friends and has been nervous to meet them for months.
you can't blame him, really. the friends in question are actually your former employers: the sidemen. you'd interned with them three years ago, and despite being fully 25 years old by now, they still treated you like their kid sister. they were... protective, to say the least.
"don't let them get to you, please. I am sure they'll try to interrogate you but they're really not scary guys. they just care about me, that's all."
"that's what scares me!" he retorts. "I'm half-expecting jj or ethan to threaten my life if I were ever to hurt you."
"as they damn well should!" you laugh, and he groans. "it's a good incentive to never try any bullshit with me," you grin, kissing him on the cheek. "come on."
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you lead your boyfriend through the halls of the studio, following the sound of the seven raucous voices you knew all too well, the laughs of your chosen brothers echoing through the space. reaching the end of the corridor, you see them through an open door, lounging on the big comfy couch often used for their second channel videos.
rapping your knuckle on the doorframe, you alert them of your presence. "hellooo," you sing with a wave.
"hey!"
"oh my god, hi!"
"yo fam!"
"ay, there she is!"
"y'alright?"
"what's up, mate?"
"finally!"
you hug each of them tightly, a beaming smile stretching across your face from all the love. "s'great to see you guys."
stepping back from their embraces, you snake an arm around your partner's waist. "lads, this is my boyfriend!" you gesture to the slightly panic-frozen man at your side. "babe, this is josh, harry, simon, jj, tobi, vik, and ethan."
"hi," your boyfriend says a bit quietly, raising a hand to wave at your friends. "y'alright, mate?" asks josh, taking the initiative to greet him first and shake his hand. the rest follow suit, and the nine of you make your way back to the couch. you squeeze your boyfriend's arm reassuringly as he seemingly starts to let go of the breath he'd been holding in all day.
"so," simon starts. "what are your intentions with our daughter?" the whole room laughs, and you roll your eyes. "oh god, not this shit. such a wind-up."
"oy, we need to know if you've got a good bloke!" ethan defends. "you do have historically bad taste, mate," tobi adds with a pat on your shoulder, and your jaw drops dramatically. "well that's rude."
"it's true," harry chimes in. "I didn't go looking for a reason to punch that last donny just for the hell of it, did I?"
sighing, you concede. "okay, okay. fine. you win. christ, you're like my parents, the lot of you. I swear this one's a good egg," you say lovingly, running your fingers through your boyfriend's hair.
"well, I try to be," he laughs awkwardly, his shoulders relaxing a fraction more.
"so what do you do for work?" vik inquires, at least having the decency to masquerade his interrogation as small talk.
the conversation starts to flow more smoothly — your boyfriend getting more confident with every answer that appears to satisfy your friends. none of the questions are too invasive or confrontational, bar jj trying to dig into your sex life and getting instantly shut down by everyone.
your boyfriend manages to make them laugh a few times, seeming to win them over bit by bit as they learn more about him. your heart warms at the realization that you hadn't even needed to speak in several minutes, just listening to your favorite people all getting along effortlessly without your arbitration.
after a while, he excuses himself to use the bathroom, leaving you to debrief with your friends. "alright, hit me," you exhale, surprisingly nervous to hear what they have to say. "what's the verdict?"
they're silent for a moment, like they're letting the suspense eat at you, before they finally put you out of your misery with a few smiles and nods of approval.
"nice fella."
"he's sound, mate."
"seems like a lovely bloke."
"I like him."
"you got a good one."
"good lad."
"happy for you, mate."
you beam happily in response, feeling a weight off your shoulders so heavy it was as if you'd been seeking approval from your actual parents.
"but if he hurts you, on god I'll—" "oh my fucking god, I KNOW."
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not to get too controversial here but i’m watching exit strategy and i genuinely cannot under why people hate danny. i’ve looked up and down and there is nothing, everyone seems to love ab and he’s far more controversial. is it just a looks thing?? bc he seems so sweet.
Prompt: growing up together y/n dreamt day and night of being a musician, she played guitar and piano and adored everything about it, her and Harry went school together until year 8 when she moved all the way to Leeds, she never really left his mind.
Warnings: mentions of height and hair colour, swearing,
“I’ll miss you Harry, you’re the world to me.” She said softly after an exhale on the last day of school to the summer holidays, the only difference is, she wasn’t coming back.
“I’ll- miss you too.” He says as they stand at the school gates together, her being 5’1 and him being 5’5 at 13.
She steps forward and pulls him into a hug. “I do hope you won’t forget me Harry.” She mumbled into his chest, containing her tears as some eyes land on them.
He gulps and hugs her back. “You’re not too easy to forget..”
Was the last thing he said to her.
13 years later he’s sat in the back of Josh’s car next to Ethan and Tobi in the front.
He was partially zoned out sipping on water as the radio played softly, though something clicked in him as he sat forward in his seat.
“Josh- mate, who’s this? Singing?” He asks as the feminine voice plays accompanying a soft piano melody.
Harry sips his water as josh starts to speak. “Uh- her name is- Y/n- yeah a-“ josh is cut off by Harry spitting his water at Tobi and choking.
“Ah! What the fuck Harry! Ah you’re a Dickhead man!” Tobi scoffs as Harry keeps chocking and Ethan taps his back.
“You alright mate?” Ethan says some concern in his voice.
“Did you say Y/n, josh? Do you- have a last name? What’s her last name?” Harry ignores Ethan and Tobi as he wipes his mouth.
“L/n, why?” Josh says glancing at Harry through the rear view mirror.
“Oh my fucking god.” He scrambled for his phone and opens Instagram straight away, searching up her name and clicking the recent post his eyes widen.
In the picture, she was in a suit but instead of trousers they were shorts and fake blood splashed on her face, a bright smile showing and her face painted in a paler tone- she was dressed as Patrick Bateman for Halloween, Her long black hair cascading down her back.
“Oh my fucking god..” He whispers to himself.
It was her.
“What is it?” Josh says as he sees his friends face.
“Is she- famous on Spotify or-“ he turns to Spotify and searches her name- the photo being her with a gorgeous light blue electric guitar and her in a white mini skirt, stockings and a cropped white button up shirt.
She has just over 12 million monthly listeners with her highest song having almost a billion streams.
Harrys jaw physically drops.
“I-“ he can’t even get his words out as he started at how beautiful she got, the dorky 13 year old girl with glasses and braces who stood by his side was now a mainstream singer, achieving her one and only dream?
“Spit it the fuck out, Harry man, you wanna fuck her after one Instagram search?” Ethan urges.
“Shut the fuck up- I- I know her. We- went to school together- but she left when we was in year 8, she always told me how she wanted to be a singer, and she played the guitar- for me once and she- did it so well- does it so well and- we- she was such a geek- she’s-“ he stutters slightly.
“Boys, she was my best friend.. I’ve told you about her haven’t I? She was the girl that I’ve Went to my year 6 prom with.. and Ethan there was that one photo of me and her in my house? When we have fucking ice cream around our face! That’s her! It’s-“
“Slow down.” Josh chuckles as he pulls into a red light. “How did you not know about her being big? She’s been at it for a while.”
“Shut up- i- dunno- I want to see her.” He frowns and pulls his phone back out and going onto Instagram and following her.
His finger givers over the message button before deciding against it and going into her Instagram page more.
He then checks her Twitter and follows her on their too just to see that JJ already follows her, that doesn’t sit too well with Harry but he lets it slide.
A couple hours later during a shoot Harry hears Simon talking to Callux and some other members about a party in northern London, a big one apparently.
Not thinking much of it as he didn’t attend party’s anyway as sweaty people and cheap drinks didn’t interest him much he opened Instagram to which a smile instantly took up his face when he seen Y/n had posted an Instagram story.
Harry still hadn’t got any courage to message her at all
“Will be in London for a party tonight ‼️” and Harry’s jaw drops.
“Simon!” He calls interrupting his conversation with JJ abruptly.
“Can I come with you to that party later?” He urged scratching the back of his head.
“You want to come to a party?” Simon almost laughs.
“Yes. Can I please come?” He held.
“Alright- sure.” He smiles and thanks him before leaving the studio.
Harry heads home and changes into black cargos, a simple white shirt and white air forces, during this shoot it was closer to his house so he could head straight back to where Simon was, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he looked himself in the mirror.
“Okay. Okay.”
After convincing himself he actually wants to leave the house and do something he walks books a taxi back to the shoot.
After arriving back to the shoot and his hair now messed up from the amount of times he ran his hand through it he goes to Simon.
“You’re really voluntarily coming to a party?” Simon says as he types on his phone, presumably ordering a taxi.
“Yeah- I am actually.” He quips back, nervousness in his body language as he taps his foot.
Simon hums in response, the mans hesitance almost obvious.
The taxi arrives some time later and Harry slides in the middle back with callux and freezy, Simon in the front.
Harry nervously checked Instagram just to see if Y/n has arrived at the party, to which she has.
She doesn’t seem like the type of person to let money get to her head, also, it’s been 13 years so he can’t judge that.
From her Instagram post he got a knack at what she was wearing- it just showed bellow her collar bone and she was wearing a black thigh high dress, her long black hair wavy down her shoulders and some combat boots to which it was captioned: “I look cool asf” to which Harry couldn’t help but grin.
The car comes to a tip and Harry impatiently ushers callux out the car as Simon thanks the driver.
“We’re early so-“ Simon starts and Harry nods.
“Kay- bye I’ll catch up with you lads later.” He says before walking straight into the club.
“Harry!” He heard after him but after going in he exhaled, scanning the room for girls under 5’5.
He didn’t see much, drinks, girls dancing, heavy eyed men, irritated bartenders, until he saw a girl sat at the bar, sipping a clear drink.
She was in all black with black hair, he gulped before taking steps forward and sliding into the seat next to her.
He asked the bartender if he could have a vodka and coke and starting a tab.
He thanked the man and looked at Y/n to his left, the second her green eyes met his blue ones hers widened.
“Harry?” She said softly.
“You remembered me?” He replied as they looked at each other, her mouth slightly agape.
“Harry! Oh- my god!” She jumped from her seat and pulled him into a bone crushing hug to which he instantly gave back with a. Grin as she hurried her face in his chest.
“You- wow! Harry!” She squeals, pulling away and admiring him. “Harry..”
“Yeah- you- Y/n.” He replied sheepishly as she tightened her grip on him.
“I thought you would of forgot me Harry..” she mutters out softly and he holds her.
“You’re not too easy to forget.” He says quietly as she pulls away, looking up at him with latter lips and glossy eyes.
Suddenly her face breaks into a smile and she keeps her arms around his waist.
“You made it, n/n..” he breaths out as she gazed into his eyes.
At the other side of the room freezy nudges Simon.
“Do- you know that short girl with the black hair who sings? British- uh follows JJ?” he says his eyes somewhere not on Simon.
“What? Oh hm? Yeah.. yeah.. Y/n..? I know her why?” Just as the words leave his mouth he follows Freezys eyes and sees said girl having her arms secured around Harry’s waist, his around her lower back as his eyes shine as he looks down at her.
“Oh well fuck me.. Bog has-“ Simon squints his eyes. “What- are they..” the two watch In silence.
“Fuck this- do you wanna go get some shitty food and just- talk? I’ve- missed you.. you’ve been in my mind all over the last years.” She asks, her voice getting softer as she speaks.
“Yeah- more than anything..” he chuckles as she changes her position and intertwines their hands, gently walking with him out the club.
He let’s her drag him out and can’t help but smile as she lets their hands fall to their hips.
Simon almost chokes. “Are- are you boys seeing this? She’s taking him? What the fuck?”
Callux laughs. “He came along just to drop some game huh? I wonder how long he’s been in those Dm’s..”
“How- what have you been doing, Harry?” She asks as the music is barely present in the distance.
“I’m- a YouTuber, I have 16 million subscribers and I’m part of- a uh, group of boys and we make videos too.. you— know KSI? I know you follow him.. I’m- uh part of the sidemen.” He trails off, hand in hand with Y/n.
“Been stalking my socials, huh?”
He swallows. “Well-“
“Don’t worry..”
She smiles brightly then at him as she starts talking: “you- made it too then, Harry, didn’t you?” She let out a airy laugh as they walk to a 24 hour McDonalds.
“You.. haven’t changed.. much.” He smiles, taking her figure in.
“You’ve changed a lot.” She smiles sweetly, her pale cheeks a light pink as they walk down the quiet streets of London.
“I have, yeah.” He responds as the two set back into a comfortable silence.
As Harry looks at their intertwined hands his mind races, he wants to tell her the world, show her the world, give her the world, but against his mind his mouth thinks first.
“Will you come back into my life Y/n? Consistently..?” He blurts out and looks down.
Her lips part as she stutters slightly. “Of course. I- want to to be in your life again Harry.. put- you’re..” she trails off as she pulls her phone out, giving it to him so then can exchange numbers.
He can’t help the dopey smile that plasters his face as they approach the McDonald’s.
They get their meal and sit in the parking lot on the curb as they laugh like old friends- well.
Over the next couple of weeks, the two spent a lot of time together, though Harry was seen to be sneaking around by his friends, as he failed to mention the rekindling of his and Y/ns friendship.
One day, after a shoot on a set, Harry had arranged to meet Y/n at a local restaurant, his impatience had been showing all the way through the shoot so when Josh stops him he has to stop his giddiness and irritation.
“Mate. What have you been doing this last month or so? You seem a lot more busy than normal.” Josh questions as Simon listens In.
“What? Uh- nothing, I dunno, just busy.” Harry shrugs, tapping his fingers together.
“Where are you going now then?” He urges as Harry meets Josh’s eyes.
“To- see someone?” Harry replies hesitantly.
“I fucking knew it! You’re sneaking around with that musician aren’t ya? Black hair, little, pretty big songs. I saw you leaving the club last month with her!” Simon interjects as he challenges Harry, eying him down.
“W-what? Y/n? No, I’m not! Im going to-“ Harry starts before he gets cut off by josh.
“Didn’t you say you went to school with her? So- you have been sneaking around with her?” Josh questions adamantly.
“Well- no, I’m not sneaking around with her! We’re both just really busy is all so- we make time for each other.” Harry scoffs, annoyed they got it out of him.
“And you’re going to see her now?” Simon asks with a grin.
“Harry has a her?” Ethan says as he walks past to which Harry scoffs again.
“Harry has a her.” Simon confirms with a teasing grin towards said man.
“We’re not together? Fuck off lads- I’m going to miss our d- schedule.” Harry pushes Simon and leaves the shoot.
That was the first incident anyway, it got a lot worse from their, such as when Y/n first met the boys.
“Sorry n/n you’re going to have to pick me up if that’s the only reservation free.. you can come to the warehouse, I’ll send you the location, right? Okay.. bye.” Harry speaks down the phone as he rubs his temples.
“We meeting the misses then?” Ethan grins as he slaps Harry’s back.
“Wh- fuck off, Behz, we aren’t together and you twats aren’t meeting her.” Harry says firmly.
By the time the shoot was done, Ethan had told the other boys about the situation and seems like Harry didn’t have a choice but to introduce her.
He mumbles something as he picks up his phone to call the girl, reluctantly putting her on loud speak.
“Hi Harry- I’m on my way now I had to get some petrol.” She says, a smile evident in her tone.
“S’alright, N/n, listen my friends want to meet you- you can say no of-“ he starts before she cuts him off. “The other sidemen? Oh sweet okay, I’ll happily meet them.” She responds and Simon wiggles his eyebrows at Harry.
“Yeah- okay, text me when you’re outside.”
“Fuck that, let’s wait for her.” Tobi grins as the others agree.
Much to Harry’s dismay, the second most important woman in his life (behind his mum) is about to meet his closest friends.
As the car pulls up, JJ speaks up first as the others are a little bit gobsmacked.
“You’re girlfriend drives a fucking lambo?” He sputters as she climbs out the matte black Lamborghini.
She wearing black ripped jeans, a white compression shirt, a black leather jacket and some black ray bands, as she steps out Harry steps forward first and wraps her in a hug.
“Hey n/n.. uh- okay.” He says as she grins up at him.
“Hi Harry.. how are you?” She asks gently as they pull away and he starts walking over to the boys.
“I’m.. okay, you?” He replies as he looks down at her.
“I’m good, thank you.” She smiles as Harry approaches the boys.
“Okay this is-“ he starts but she shakes her head.
“I know who your friends are.” She steps forward and shakes JJ’s hand.
“It’s- really nice to meet you! You’re a really inspiring guy- I’m Y/n.” She smiles up at him as he makes brief eye contact with Harry and grins back.
“Oh sick, it’s nice to meet you too, I like you’re car, clearly your style.” He winks as he takes in her outfit.
She smiles and goes onto Ethan who kisses her hand with a smile.
Harry rolls his eyes at that, though admiring the girl’s confidence as she gets to Vikk.
“I’ll be honest- I watched all you’re Fortnite videos in 2017. It’s really nice to meet you in person.” She smiles softly as he smiles back.
The second she finishes talking to Tobi, Harry takes her shoulders in his hands and pulls her back a bit.
“Okay, bye boys, we have to go now.” He says with a glare at Ethan as he winks back at the man.
“What? Bu-“ she starts but Harry leads her back to her car.
“Alright.. bye boys!” She smiles as she gets into the driving seat and waves at them through the window.
“I want Harry’s girl.” JJ says matter of factly as he turns back on his heel.
“She’s very nice.” Vikk says too which the boys all agree in some way.
Another time is when she begged him to come on a night out with her, which turned into her and his whole extended friend group going to some busy ass club.
“Do you think Harry and n/n will kiss?” Simon shouts to Vikk over the music.
“Probably!” He replies with a small laugh.
Later through the night, the girl was fucking pissed, she sat next to Harry and was laughing with (at) Ethan with the most stupid things.
“No- that’s not right..” she got out between giggles as she pushed his arm.
He smiles back, his eyes hazy.
“… mmm I like your tattoos, Ethan..” she smiles as she picks up his hand, inspecting his tattoos with a drunken grin on her face.
“And your.. rings..” she slurs, running her fingertips along his tattoos and rings.
“… s’nice of ya, n/n..” he chuckles and drinks so more if his drink.
She grins and leans back into her seat, looking at Harry.
“Can I stay at yours tonight? My house is soooo far.” She whines quietly.
Harry wasn’t nearly as drunk as Y/n, he was between tipsy and drunk as he nods.
“Course..” he replies and rubs his eyes.
One of Y/ns friends and Tobi had been flirting the whole night as she was leaning into him and they spoke softly.
She smiles and turns her attention back to Ethan.
“Do you.. like being a YouTuber?”
As the conversation flows, Harry rubs his eyes and stands up to go order the taxi.
“I’m calling a taxi now, n/n okay?” He says and she nods.
As the taxi arrives she says bye to her friends all of them promising to message her when they get home, she waves at them and stumbles after Harry.
After they got to Harry’s house, he gave her a sidemen shirt to wear and showed her the spare room.
“You did.. a s-SpongeBob collab?.. ha..” her giggle is so cute.. she’s so cute.
Before she fell asleep she wrapped Harry in a tight hug.
“I’m glad I found you again, you’re the best.” She slurs as she kissed his cheek and goes into the spare room.
His face turns red as he goes to his own room, his hand hovering over his face.
The two just got closer, the teasing from his friends got worse until he couldn’t escape it, teased for how he looks at her, how he speaks to her, how he changes his Attitude around her.
“You know, why don’t you ask her to come America with us for our video this week?”
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jj lowkey making me sad rn ☹️ wdym you left the sidemen for you and your family (which is honourable!) but now you just want to compete with them for views
