#harrison osterfeild fluff

Jealousy.

That little green-eyed monster was creeping up the back of (Y/n)'s neck and dwelling in the pit of her stomach. She was jealous that he was somewhere else with someone else and not with her. Why was (Y/n) even bothered by the fact that Harrison wasn't here?

Tom was here, he had been here with her since he came back that day last week. He had stayed with her, gone home to get washed and changed and then come straight back to her. His parents and brothers had been here, they had kindly brought her grandma down to see her everyday and made sure she was never alone.

But today she was going home. She was going home and for some strange, uncertain reason, (Y/n) was yearning for Harrison to be here with her for her to go home.

"Are you ready to go?"

Casting her eyes up, (Y/n) looked at Tom who stood leaning in the doorway of her room, his hands stuffed into his pockets and his lips curved into a gentle, loving smile.

"Yeah," (Y/n) outwardly cringed at how horrid her words sounded, she was drunk in a bar trying and failing to ask for another drink.

It felt horrid that her mouth wasn't under her control, she could feel it slanting down at the side but she couldn't pull the muscles back up. It was almost funny, (Y/n) had never had to think about keeping her mouth in a straight line and she didn't even realise her muscles were always working so her lips didn't slope down to one side like this. Now she couldn't even force her lips back into their usual shape.

Her words sounded slurred, broken, quiet and mixed with spit and she hated it. She wasn't a toddler, (Y/n) knew how to speak and pronounce words but she was now being told that she was going to need to come back to the hospital twice a week for speech therapy and then again another two times for physical therapy. On Tuesdays she would go to speech therapy then straight to physical therapy, then the same on a Friday so she wasn't coming back to the hospital almost every day of the week.

"Okay honey, here are your meds to take home, some workout sheets you can do at home and some little weights and bits you can take with you."

The nurse (Y/n) had come to know as Hilda walked past Tom, patting his shoulder before she placed the plastic bag of meds into (Y/n)'s duffel bag and put a carrier bag down next to it for her to take with her.

The staff had been amazing with (Y/n), they had dealt with all her moods, with her lashing out when they only tried to help her to the toilet or for a wash. She hit the medication pot out of Hilda's hand at one point and she simply smiled and sat talking to her until she calmed down. They had done their very best for her and (Y/n) would be forever grateful, but she couldn't bring herself to talk to any of them while she had been here for a week. She shook her head, waved her good hand at them or moaned at them.

"Let's get you up and off on your way." Hilda moved her arms out towards (Y/n) in an attempt to try and get her up off the edge of the bed but she pulled her arms back when (Y/n) roughly shook her head and pulled her right shoulder away from her.

"I can d-do it."

Taking a deep breath, (Y/n) leaned her weight onto her right hand that was pressed down into the mattress and slowly shuffled her bum off the edge, her weight shifting to her feet. It felt strange to stand up and have her left leg be completely numb and trembling beneath her. One half of her body was hers and the other half had been replaced with that of a baby that couldn't stand, hold their weight, sit up or babble yet.

A sense of pride and achievement bubbled up in (Y/n)'s chest at the fact that she was stood up on her own two feet without a nurse or Tom there holding her up making her feel like a fake.

Her body slowly turned to the left where the crutches were leaning against the wall for her to take home with her. But she couldn't move properly without them, she couldn't hop because her left side lagged behind and made her fall, it was like hauling another person around that was limp and lifeless.

A gasp flew from (Y/n)'s lips when she tried shuffling her right side towards the crutches but unbalanced her other side in the process. She shuffled, flew then slumped down to the floor, landing on the left side of her body that didn't even feel any pain.

(Y/n) couldn't push herself up when her good side wasn't properly on the floor. She pressed her forehead against the floor to try and push some of her weight up just as she felt Tom's hands on her sides and his body kneeling next to her.

"Baby- baby please just let me help you up." Tom could feel the tears falling from his burning eyes when (Y/n) tried wriggling out of his grip. He knew she wanted to do this on her own and he was so, so proud of her for that but there were just things she couldn't do alone yet. She couldn't expect to be able to do everything as before and help herself without any assistance. (Y/n) needed to learn to accept help where it was necessary like this.

The scream that passed through (Y/n)'s lips made Tom coil in on himself and shrink against her but he couldn't let go of her.

Despite her screams and pleas, Tom secured his arms around (Y/n)'s waist, holding her back to his chest before he pulled them both up to their feet. His lips pressed to the back of her head against her hair, silent, hushing words passing through his lips while Hilda got the crutches and handed them to (Y/n).

Her hand pushed them away before she tried to turn in Tom's arms, not even being able to do that anymore made her scream harder. Her voice drowned out in Tom's chest but she kept screaming anyway because he was listening. Someone was listening to her pleas for help, for her life to be given back to her the way it should be.

"Shh baby, I've got you."

She could feel him kissing her forehead, gently swaying them side to side and the little nothings he was whispering in her ear made her eyes water. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Tom's arms were doing much more than simply stopping her from falling again and he knew it, he was holding all of her broken pieces together, praying they didn't fall apart.

This wasn't going to be easy.

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All (Y/n) wanted to do was go to bed and sleep for eternity until she could wake up and have her body back to normal, back under her own control.

Why were they here?

Pent up anger, frustration and white rage boiled to the surface of (Y/n)'s skin until she was starting to have a cold sweat and steam was coming from her ears. What were they doing here in her home? Why was Tom's mum fluttering round the kitchen making drinks? Why was his dad laughing and chatting away to Paddy while the twins were laughing at something on their phones?

This wasn't a welcome home party. (Y/n) hadn't been away on holiday or somewhere for college or been away at uni. She hadn't just had a baby that they were welcoming home. It wasn't her birthday. She hadn't just moved into the apartment with Tom. It wasn't an anniversary for them or anyone else so there was no reason for everyone to be crowding round here chatting and laughing like nothing was wrong in the world.

They shouldn't be here in her home like they were partying when really they were here to see how she was and watch her settle in like spectators paying to see a show.

"Oh sweetheart you're back. How are you?"

(Y/n) couldn't bring herself to look at Nicki who was always so loving and like the mother she never had. She couldn't give her an answer because Nicki wouldn't be able to understand what she was saying and a smile wasn't even something she could do anymore.

She opted to simply hobble into the apartment instead, putting the crutches in front of her, hopping on her right foot and then dragging her left foot and leg behind her like a dead weight. The little tricks and exercises they showed her to try and get her leg back in action was too much hassle right now when she wanted to be quick and hurry away from everyone.

For a few moments, all eyes were watching her, seeing her reactions, watching her expressions and trying to work out where she was going and what she was trying to do. But then the conversations slowly started back up again when Tom shook his head at his family. They were to act like nothing had happened, this was a normal family gathering that (Y/n) wasn't at the centre of, to make her feel more relaxed in her own home.

With a grunt and a frustrated growl, (Y/n) hazardly threw the crutches away from her, watching them crash into the coffee table and rattle the coasters and two mugs resting there but she didn't care. The noise made everyone freeze and it was like irony that she didn't want their attention but liked their panicked expressions when they watched her act like a spoilt child.

She flopped down onto the sofa, not caring that it wasn't a particularly comfy position. Her hips twisted and bent with her lower legs hanging over the side of the sofa but her upper half laid out on the sofa like someone had moved her in her sleep.

"Here," Harry whispered quietly, placing a cup of herbal tea down on the coffee table before handing (Y/n) the tv remote, knowing she wanted to be in her own world right now.

She stayed silent but her eyes seemed to thaw a little which gave Harry the thanks she couldn't verbalise.

(Y/n) felt herself drifting in her own world, their voices faded into nothing, their hustling around her were ignored and even when her name was quietly mentioned, (Y/n) didn't have the will to care or try and listen to them. She stared blankly at the tv, watching an old Mickey Mouse movie on the kids channel so she could drift into her mind. She was already accepting the fact that from now on, she would be stuck in her mind which would be her sanctuary and her insanity.

A wave of affection and sadness rushed through (Y/n) when Tom came over to her, resting his hand on her hip before he leaned and placed a straw in her cup of tea. Harry hadn't realised that if she tried to drink out the cup, it would dribble and spill down her shirt. A straw was her lifeline for drinks at the moment.

(Y/n) found herself almost asleep on the sofa until a hand gently swatted at the back of her thigh before the fingers started to dance up her leg, over her hip and along her arm. Then she felt the sofa thud when a body flopped down next to her head and sank into the deep, plush cushions.

"Hey there sunshine."

A gurgling gasp left (Y/n)'s lips at that soft voice she had only heard in her dreams for a week now.

She couldn't properly tilt her head up but when she managed it, her eyes locked on Harrison. His big blue doe eyes staring down at her, his lips curved into the most gentle, melting smile she had seen on him in weeks that made her want to smile too. His eyes were hiding purple circles beneath them that were tinged red which also coloured the whites of his eyes too.

He looked tired beyond belief, his eyes older than their years and the creases in his skin showed he was out of energy but he was still smiling at her.

"You're here... I... I thought y-you didn't want to see me." Her words were very slow, calculated and sounded like they were spoken through a tunnel with the wrong echoes coming back to her. She could see him straining to understand what she was telling him but he worked out each word she said.

"I felt bad, I was wrong to... I was wrong and I couldn't do anything to help you. You needed to recover so it was best to let Tom help but I won't ignore your messages anymore."

Harrison's eyes flitted around the room, checking who was listening or close by before he changed his words. He had been wrong to try and kiss (Y/n) and he was hoping she thought it was just in the spur of the moment after thinking the worst for her life. He couldn't have her knowing how much he loved her, she had to focus on recovering and getting better and she had Tom and his family for that, Harrison couldn't give her any extra stress right now.

"You wanna sit up?"

(Y/n) nodded before she pushed her forehead into the sofa and pressed her right hand down to try and shuffle herself up. Her chest tightened and a squeak got swallowed down when she felt Harrison's shoulder suddenly press just under her collar bone. He leaned close to her before gently nudging her with a cheesy grin like he was a dog helping her up with his nose.

His shoulder was a resting post helping to push her without him actually grabbing at her and doing it for her, allowing (Y/n) to push herself up and flop back into the sofa sitting upright.

"Baby, mum's making some lasagne, you want some?" Tom smiled over at Harrison, patting his shoulder before he sat down on (Y/n)'s other side. He could feel his smile start to slip away when (Y/n)'s face seemed to fall and she shook her head. "You need to eat, you haven't had a lot recently."

Lasagne was something (Y/n) loved and it was also something soft and very easier for her to eat. She had to have soft foods at the moment until she built back the strength and control in her jaw and facial muscles to eat properly.

(Y/n) didn't want to eat.

She didn't want people cutting up her food for her, observing her as she ate and watching if she could manage. She could eat fine with her right hand but she had to have small mouthfuls because her mouth was still drooped to the side and it meant if she had a full mouth the food would pass through her lips. She felt like a child with people wanting to spoon-feed her and watch her so she didn't choke. Even when having a drink she seemed to spill it either from the cup or from her lips and get it everywhere.

"Come on sunshine, Nicki's food is legendary." Harrison rested his elbow on the back of the sofa and his head on his hand, smiling gently over at (Y/n) but their persuasions didn't seem like they were going to work.

"This isn't me, I'm not li..living like this."

A sadness washed over Tom, his eyes locking with Harrison whose smile faded and was replaced with sorrow.

He leaned over and kissed (Y/n)'s cheek before taking her hand in his to try and give them both a sense of comfort.

(Y/n) couldn't live like this, she wouldn't allow herself to continue like this. Her mind was already made up and she didn't care what anyone said or tried to do to persuade her otherwise. She was going to go to physio and speech therapy, she was going to do her best and work as much as she could to get herself back to how she was before the stroke. But if it took too long or it wasn't working, (Y/n) wasn't going to live like this.

“Was this a bad idea?” Harrison asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

Y/n shakes her head, feeling guilty that her anxiety over embarrassing herself made him worry about his choice for their date night.

It was y/n and Haz’s 3rd date but the first one in London; the rest had been near y/n’s home in the U.S.

“No, no, no. Haz, it’s not” y/n assures him breathlessly.

Haz turns in his seat, adjusting so his side is against the steering wheel and his face to her.

Harrison grabs her hand softly, “then what is is love?”

Her face warming and turning a faded pink, she bites her lip and sighs.

“I… I just… uh… haven’t done this before” she mumbles, looking at the mini golf arcade entrance.

Haz squeezes her hand, a soft chuckle exiting his lips, “darling, that’s okay”.

Y/n keeps biting her lip but nods as she turns around to Harrison.

“Y/n, if you want to go somewhere else, we certainly can. But, I just want you to know, it’s just mini golf love” he says, leaning closer to her.

“Yeah. I know Haz but… you and the guys always golf” y/n frowns.

“Oh” Harrison responds, leaning back a bit, “I… I didn’t think of it that way. I’m sorry. You’re right, I should’ve chosen something else for us”.

“What?” Y/n asks, lifting her gaze up from her lap.

“I… I just thought that it would be fun, with the different courses because some of them change weekly, but I hadn’t looked at it as being related to something I do with the guys all the time. So I can see how it would look like I didn’t consider you in the plan” Haz sighs, mentally scolding himself even more.

“Oh my God! No, Harrison” y/n sighs, tightening her grip on his hand but he doesn’t look over to her and seems to still be in his own thoughts.

“Harrison look at me please handsome” y/n begs, tugging his hand towards her.

Harrison’s face flushed red as his eyes snap to her, an adorable grin on his face at her comment.

“That’s not what I’m saying. Harrison, you know I’m a perfectionist” y/n laughs softly.

“Mmhmm I do, even when it comes to unpacking the right way” Haz teases, using finger air quotes around ‘right way’.

Rolling her eyes playfully, y/n nods, “precisely Haz. And what I was saying is that I’ve never done this before and you’re really experienced with it”.

Harrison stifles a chuckle at the innuendo, biting his lip as he looks away from her gaze.

He and y/n had been friends for about two months prior to him asking her out, so joking was fine normally.

But he was on a date and wanted to be the gentleman she deserved so he was desperate to not let the innuendo make him laugh.

“Oh my gosh” y/n laughs, shaking her head as she realizes why Harrison looked away and was clearly struggling to not laugh.

“I didn’t mean that!” Y/n says, her face an impossibly bright red. “I meant golf!”

Harrison joins in her laughter, turning back to look at her.

“For the record, regardless of which topic, that’d be fine” Harrison says calmly, wanting to reassure her in a serious way but also still blushing from the change in topic.

Y/n grins, “I appreciate that Haz, but I was referring to making a fool of myself at mini golf tonight. I suppose I’ve already done that though”.

Harrison shakes his head, grinning at her, “you’re not a fool, you’re precious. A bit of a Div? Yes, but so am I”.

Y/n smacks his arm and laughs, making Harrison smile more.

“Did you want to go somewhere else?” Haz asks, watching her body language for signs on if she wants to be here or not.

“No, I want to stay… it’s just, I don’t know. I may hit you with a ball or the club or something” y/n laughs anxiously, “Tom was supposed to give me lessons in a week but that won’t help me now”.

“Love, you could beat me in the head with the golf club and I would still want to be here with you” Harrison admits, blushing deeply.

Y/n giggles and looks down with a smile.

“Wait,” Haz says, tilting her to look back at him.

“First, I want to see your blush. If you get to see mine, it’s only fair” he winks, knowing full well he’s blushing even more now.

Y/n nods and giggles more as she agrees.

“Secondly, Tom? He was going to give you mini golf lessons?” Haz asks, tilting his head slightly.

Y/n shakes her head, “no, regular golf”.

“I know you enjoy it and I want to be able to enjoy it with you” y/n shrugs, “is that weird or too much or-?”.

“No darling” Haz cuts her off so she can’t spin out, “not at all!”

Y/n smiles softly at him.

“It’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me” Harrison adds, stroking her cheek, “I just was surprised you went to Tom is all, but I really do appreciate it love”.

“Oh! I can understand that. I asked Tom because I’m still getting to know the other guys so that felt weird and I was… trying to not embarrass myself in front of you. In front of Tom is fine though “ y/n giggles, biting her lip.

Harrison throws his head back laughing, “as cute as that is, I’d love to teach you if you’d like?”

Blushing, y/n nods, “yes, I’d like that, just be careful”.

Harrison laughs and shakes his head, “one sec, stay here”.

Confused, y/n patiently waits as he exits the car.

Soon her door is open and Harrison is extending his hand to her.

She shakes her head, she should’ve known, he’d done this each time.

Thanking him, she lets him pull her up and out of his car.

Interlacing their fingers, Harrison strokes his thumb over the back of her hand as they walk to the kiosk.

“‘Ello” the attendant greets as they reach the counter.

“Good day ma’am. We’d like to do 2 entries please. Blue and y/f/c” Harrison says, you squeezing his hand as a silent thank you for remembering your favorite color.

Upon reaching the first hole, Haz asks if you’d like to go first but your nerves have you decline.

Harrison positions himself properly but makes the mistake of looking back at the beautiful girl he was with and gets distracted when he swings so he misses.

Y/n covers her mouth to mute her laughter, “maybe I should wait for Tom” she jokes.

Harrison drops his jaw and stares at her, “I’ll be getting the next one in one shot, thank you very much”.

Y/n smirks, “we’ll see about that”.

Haz laughs and waves her closer, “you’re up”.

Y/n widens her eyes and cautiously stands on the turf, trying to copy the stance Harrison used.

Harrison watches her with a smile and gives her an encouraging nod when she looks to him.

Smiling back, she takes a confident swing but the ball simply turns and bounces off the side and passes the hole.

Y/n frowns at the ball making Harrison laugh as he leads her by hand to where their balls are further back on the current hole.

“Watch my feet” he says softly as he gets into position.

Despite numerous attempts and adjustments from Harrison, y/n was still struggling.

As they approached the next hole she decided she was done putting pressure on herself to impress him with her golfing. After all, it was clear at this point that wasn’t going to happen.

Instead, she chooses to focus on how well he’s doing and how caring he’s being.

She takes out her phone and tells Harrison she’s going to record him.

Your story:

Harrison smiles and walks over to see the video as she posts it.

“You’re turn” he says, taking out his phone.

“Nnnnmmnn nope” she shakes her head as she laughs, “you’re actually doing great, you’re not recording my disastrous performance”.

Harrison chuckles and puts his phone away, placing his hand on her lower back as he guides her to the place he wants her to stand.

“Okay, perfect. Now, I’m going to adjust your feet” he says, sliding his foot in between her legs from behind as he taps her left foot to move it further out.

“Now your hips” Harrison says, pausing his hands on her outer hips waiting for consent.

As she nods her head, Haz softly squeezes her hips lovingly before turning her to the angle she needs to be at.

“Okay, and now…” Harrison says, moving her hair out of the way so his head can pass by the right side of her neck.

“Now?” She continues, noticing Harrison’s pause.

Harrison blushes to himself before pressing a kiss to her jaw and stepping back, “swing”.

Y/n freezes in shock as she thanks the universe her back is to Harrison so he cannot see how flustered he made her.

“Darling, you can swing now” Harrison repeats, smirking to himself at her response.

Snapping back to the task at hand, she raises the club and swings forward, hitting the ball, this time it goes straight finally but still hits the wall and ends up really far away from hole.

Y/n groans and jokingly sulks while pretending to stomp her feet as she walks to where her ball ended.

Harrison chuckles, following after her, “that was better!”

She glares playfully at him, “I think you’re intentionally making me miss so you can keep close to me”.

Harrison’s face flashes neon red as if there was an alarm inside his cheeks.

He wasn’t doing that, but he couldn’t deny he liked helping her and maybe wasn’t being sure to check everything each time.

Consciously it was to not overwhelm her but he would be lying if he said he was not enjoying having to help her each time.

It not only allowed him to be close to her but their soft touches was a form of mostly innocent intimacy between them.

Plus, he liked being able to help her with something because she always seemed so good at everything. This way he got to show off a bit to impress her and simultaneously teach her something new.

Harrison shakes his head and laughs, “how lowly do you think of me?”

“I didn’t say I was opposed to it” y/n shrugs, a smirk forming through her amber colored lipstick.

Harrison bites his bottom lip as if it would help drain the heat from his face as he suppresses a grin.

“Mmhm, that’s good because I think a few more times and you will have it down” Harrison whispers, holding her waist as he lines her up for her next shot.

“You got this one?” Harrison asks on the second to last hole.

Y/n nods hesitantly, wanting to finally get one on her own but not sure she’s ready.

Haz notices and let’s the group behind them go first so she can have a moment to relax.

Pulling her to him by a careful grip on her waist, Harrison kisses the top of her head.

“You’ve got this one” he whispers as she embraces him in a hug.

Y/n smiles and snuggles into his chest as he rubs her back while they wait.

“Ready?” He asks softly.

Y/n takes a step back and nods, more confidently this time.

Taking a deep breath, she stands on the green and gets herself into proper posture, looking up at Haz for confirmation.

Upon getting his approval of her stance, she squints at the target -the hole in front of her but through the loop/slide- before swinging

Harrison smiles to himself as he watches her squint and focus on her swing, finding it unbelievably adorable.

“Yes!” Y/n screams as her ball slowly hit successfully rounds the loop obstacle and into the hole on her first shot.

Haz laughs and cheers with her while nearby guests give them judgmental looks.

“I did it” she smiles, running back to Harrison with her ball.

“You did” he agrees, lifting her up and spinning her as she giggles.

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Hazosterfield: ⛳️ looking at you makes me feel like I just made a hole in one ❤️ @/yourusername

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tomholland2013: sorry y/n I let you down with the timing of the lessons and now you’re stuck with this Div and his lame pickup lines😂

Hazosterfield: watch it mate🧐

yourusername: it’s okay he taught me 🥰 besides, unnecessary pickup lines or not, he’s a keeper 💕

hazosterfield: 😘 @/yourusername

philosterfield: Harrison, why are you posting a photo of yourself and not of you and your beautiful girl together?

hazosterfield: Mum! 🫣 she and I have chosen to hold off on that for a bit given the large online presence, now stop embarrassing me please 😂

yourusername: awww mama P thank you for your concern though❣️

tuwaine: looking good mate!

yourusername: right? 😍

yourusername: Are you sure you aren’t an Albatross? Because you are a rare catch 💕

yourusername: did I use that right?🤣

Hazosterfield: gosh you’re amazing😍😘 (& yes love you did)

yourusername: okay good cause it may have come from Google 😇

Hazosterfield: lol I figured, we haven’t gotten that far into our lessons yet 😊

yourusername: whose fault is that? 😉

Hazosterfield: I may have gotten a little distracted haha. Tbh I’m not one for defeat, but with your swing I will let you beat me all day😌

tomholland2013: 🤮

tuwaine: Haz! Get off the internet with that talk 🤐

hazosterfield: not like that!! It was a reference to an inside joke earlier 😬

yourusername: now who’s the one making unintentional and embarrassing innuendos?💀😂

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“Alright I’m recording, go” y/n directs, waving her arm towards her boyfriend Harrison as they reach the next course on their mini-golf date.

Harrison laughs and gets set up to swing.

Successfully passing the obstacle for a hole in one on the first try, Harrison smirks and looks up at y/n who rolls her eyes.

“My turn” she laughs, putting her phone away.

Harrison smiles and stands off to the side, hands in his hips as he intently watches her.

“Hmm” y/n smirks, winking at Harrison as she also gets a hole in one.

Harrison shakes his head and kisses her cheek, congratulating her as he heads her to the next course.

“Okay seriously! How are you doing this?!” Haz groans lightheartedly as y/n beats his score on another hole.

Y/n winks and kisses his cheek, “just accept you’ve been surpassed”.

Harrison scoffs and cautiously aligns himself before ever so softly hits the golf ball towards the pretend bowling pins on the latest hole, not knowing y/n was recording.

Finally getting another score of 1, Harrison smirks and turns to his girlfriend confidently as he know this hole one was she hated.

She was okay with shorter distances and obstacles that didn’t require extreme precision but this one required you to hit the ball completely straight and hit the pin just right.

Harrison steps closer, leaning down to kiss y/n as he grabs her phone so she can do her attempt.

“You’re not going to help me?” Y/n pouts, looking over at Harrison as he records her.

“You’ve been doing great love” he smiles.

“I don’t know… I think I might need help” she says, Harrison not missing her faint smirk.

“Oh?” He laughs, stopping the video.

She nods and shrugs her shoulders with fake innocence as she intentionally stands in a horrible position.

Harrison smiles to himself but wastes no time approaching her and wrapping her in his arms as he fixes her posture.

Y/N’s arm is raised and brought backwards gently by Harrison as he guides her swing all the way through.

Haz kisses her cheek upon fully turning when her club is fully extended and the ball has ended contact with it.

Y/n smiles up at him and gives him a sweet kiss.

“You just wanted a guaranteed hole in one huh?” Harrison teases, pointing towards the end of the course.

Watching as her ball successfully completes the round, she claps.

“No but that’s certainly a plus, but you’re still a bigger plus” She blushes, kissing his cheek.

Grinning, Haz kisses her lips softly, “better be”.

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yourusername: 3 years later and he still beats me every time at golf, starting to think he rigged it 👀 fortunately he’s not too bad on the eyes 💜

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Hazosterfield: you’re pretty damn cute too 😘 as far as if it’s rigged, it’s not love, you’ve just got to hit it straight and firm

tuwaine: not again! Harrison! I am now your media editor, you have to run these by me so it doesn’t come off as an innuendo 🤦‍♂️

Hazosterfield: … who said it wasn’t intended this time? 😌

yourusername: Harrison!🙈

zendaya: three years already?! You two are so cute ❣️

puttshackuk: thanks for coming in! Glad to be part of your celebrations 🙂

tomholland2013: gonna ignore the gross comments above… because this video is a cute example of Haz always trying to impress you even 3 years later 😅 congrats to my two best friends🥂

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Thank you to @hotforharrison for helping me locate these! 💜💟

Harrison tilts his head to the left slightly and y/n can’t help but giggle a little as she always does when he tilts his head like that because it reminds her of Haz’s dog Monty.

“Tom said you had a bad day” Harrison pouts, upset his girlfriend went to his best mate about it and not him, but also worried about his love.

Y/n sighs and nods, “it wasn’t bad, just mentally long. Lots of snooty people”.

“I’m sorry love. Why didn’t you tell me?” Harrison asked gently.

“I didn’t want you to stress over it because I’ll be fine” y/n says.

“You’re always fine love. You don’t have to push through it all on your own or hide it from me” Haz pleads.

“Okay, sorry Harrison. Tom only knew because he asked why I was cranky” y/n laughs, making air quotes for Tom’s description of her.

Harrison smiles and shakes his head, “I doubt it. Usually he’s the cranky Div”.

Y/n smiles and nods playfully in agreement.

“Well, how can I help?” Haz asks, analyzing his girlfriend’s face via the video call. “Want to talk about it?”.

After Y/n spends several moments, nearly a half hour, venting to Harrison about the stuck up celebrities she had to deal with today, she wipes her eyes and sighs.

“Oh love, I’m so sorry” Harrison coos, a frown forming on his face and softening his defined facial features upon seeing her cry.

Y/n shrugs and sniffles softly as she tries to compose herself, knowing Harrison feels bad he cannot be here to help.

Not to mention he was trying to be supportive the whole 30 minutes she rambled on about the same thing.

“Hmmm” Harrison says, standing up from the kitchen table he was seated at.

“Let me grab something” he says, rushing off screen.

“I’ve been working on my juggling and for some reason it always gets you to make that precious laugh when you make fun of me” Harrison says, knowing he’s going to make a fool of himself.

Y/N laughs, “I’m not making fun of you. You’re just so bad at it Haz”.

“See, that right there! That’s what I’m going for” Haz smiles, setting his phone up on the table at the correct angle for him to stand.

“You want me to make fun of you?” Y/n teases.

“I’ll deal with straight bullying if it gets you to smile” Haz blushes, grabbing his props.

“I would never do that Haz” she shakes her head.

“I know, just saying. Okay, here we go” Haz smiles, stepping back so the camera can see him.

A smile is already forming on y/n’s face as she leans back in her seat to watch her boyfriend of 2 years intentionally embarrass himself in hopes of cheering her up.

Haz picks up the three balls and just as he begins, the phone knocks over, the front-facing camera now pointed at the ceiling of their dining room back home

Y/N covers her mouth to keep her voice down so Tom can nap -again- as she begins laughing.

Harrison groans and quickly picks up the phone and fixes the camera, a blush tinting the color of his cheeks.

“Take 2” he smirks, stepping back after securing the camera position.

Y/n purses her lips and nods.

“I think I’m getting better” Haz says, so far making it two cycles through with the 3 balls.

However, right as he says that, the balls start flying away from him and all fall to the ground clumsily.

Y/N immediately laughs to the point her stomach starts hurting.

Haz forces a sad pout to form when she finally looks back at the camera. The whole time she wasn’t looking he was smiling to himself, happy she was back to being herself again.

“Harrison” she laughs, shaking her head, “honey, that was horrible”.

“Hey now!” Haz laughs, arguing with her despite knowing how chaotic and unsuccessful his juggling attempt was.

“Just stick to modeling, acting, photography, singing, and literally anything else you want to do baby” biting her lip as she giggles, “just no more juggling”.

“Hey” Harrison crosses his arms over his chest, “I did what I accomplished to do, so I call it a win “.

“And that was what?” She teases, the same way Haz would if the roles had been reversed.

“Tossing the balls around the flat, likely all the way under the couch?” She smirks.

Harrison smiles as a darker blush stains his cheeks, “it wasn’t that bad. Besides they’re all right here”.

“Well, mostly” he laughs, turning his focus off of the two balls on the ground after making a mental note to find the other.

“God I love you, you big Div” y/n laughs, all worries successfully erased by her clumsy boyfriend.

“I love you too beautiful” Harrison smiles, grabbing the phone so he can see her better.

“Now, tell me of your day” she says, a genuinely reciprocated smile on her face.

“If it was bad, will you juggle for me?” He teases, a smirk on his face.

“If you mean toss things in a circle for a few brief seconds sure” y/n laughs, “was it bad?”

“Hmmm… yeah” he pouts.

Y/n is fairly certain he is lying but she isn’t sure and doesn’t want to push him off without knowing.

“Oh, really? Why is that?” She asks, raising her right eyebrow in gesture.

“Cause I missed you” Haz says, his devious smirk peaking through his pout in betrayal of his emotions.

To be fair, he was missing y/n. But that’s true of every day she’s not in their shared flat with him.

Y/n blushes and laughs, “Haaazzz, I don’t even have anything to juggle”.

“There are three cups over there” Haz smirks, pointing to the small coffee tray the hotel set up in her room.

“Fine but you get to explain to Tom why I’m tired when I drop the cups and can’t have caffeine tomorrow” y/n laughs, standing up.

“Darling, I’ll transfer you money for Starbucks. Now stop making excuses, you’re supposed to make me feel better” he teases, crossing his arms over his chest.

Y/n rolls her eyes. “I must love you” she says, separating the three cups.

“You do” Haz laughs, his pink cheeks exposing how wonderful he feels about that, “now it’s my turn to laugh”.

“Mmm, i think you mean you’re ready to be shown how it’s done” y/n smirks back at him.

“You think you can do better than me?” Harrison asks intrigued.

“Haz, don’t take this the wrong way” y/n says, with a tone that tells Harrison she’s about to make a playful joke, “a blind bird could juggle better than you”.

Harrison’s face flushed bright red as he laughs loudly and shakes his head, “let’s see it then”.

“Alright,” y/n begins, stepping back and tossing the cups up, “but don’t get mad at me when I break your record”.

However, fortunately for Harrison that’s not something he has to worry about.

As soon as the cups are in the air, two of the fly in completely polar directions and the third manages to fling backwards enough to hit y/n in the nose.

Harrison loses it and starts laughing and hitting the table next to his phone so hard the camera shakes and y/n is certain the hotel guests next door can hear.

“Oh shut it” she groans, a small smile on her bright red face.

“Y-you” Haz begins, out of breath, “you might be insanely intelligent but my god you’re also a Div”.

Y/n jokingly glares at the phone in front of her, causing Harrison to keep laughing.

“You didn’t even make it one circle” he teases, his hand on his chest to steady himself.

“Hey! I just gave myself a concussion for you, be nice” y/n laughs, rubbing where the cup hit her face and then the top of her head.

“I think that’s a bit dramatic love” Haz laughs, “are you okay though?”.

“Yeah just bruised” y/n sighs playfully.

“Bruised? It was a paper cup” Harrison reminds her, “how hard did you throw it?!”

“I meant my ego Haz” she scoffs.

Harrison shakes his head, erupting into laughter once again.

“Did I at least accomplish what I wanted to do?” Y/n asks, paraphrasing him.

“Mmmm” Harrison nods, “yes, you definitely made my day better you klutz. But I do still really miss you”.

“I miss you too baby” she says, lowering her had from her head.

“When you’re back I’ll have to teach you how to juggle better” Harrison smirks.

“Ha-ha” y/n says sarcastically, “You know what they say, ‘those who can’t, teach’”.

Harrison smirks, “hmm, you’re right. I guess that means you’ll have to teach”.

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"Your best bet is probably an uppercut. Especially if you're shorter than whoever your opponent or enemy is." Harrison explains. You nod, practicing uppercutting under his chin. He smiles as you pretend to do so on him, 

"Yeah… just like that." You smile in return, 

"What else?" 

"Well, practice that. Make sure you've got it." He tells you, strapping his gloves around his wrists and holding them up, "Try it… just like I showed you babe." He tells you. You admire the cuts along his face from his last fight in Vegas, just this past weekend, the discolored bruise that's on the mend across his cheekbone. His eyes find yours and it breaks you from your trance, 

"Alright…" You murmur, preparing yourself to throw your hits. You do so, three in quick succession and Harrison nods, 

"Very good. Nice, strong hits." You nod in return. He tries to explain other punches he wants you to try. As he explains, you're practicing his steps for a straight punch. He smiles, and just as he moves forward to correct something about your form, you throw a particularly hard punch, colliding with his cheek. He instantly stumbles back, cradling the area you just collided with. His eyes are wide as they flick to you,

"Holy shit…" 

"Oh my God Harrison I'm so sorry, that was way too hard, are you okay?" 

"That was a damn good throw babe." He chides proudly. He stares down at you, your mouth gaped open,

"I just punched you in the face." 

"Yeah and it was a damn good shot." 

"Why aren't you upset?!" You holler. He stares down at you, 

"Well it hurt but… I mean… your punches aren't the worst I've taken." You click your tongue, reaching up to brush aside some stray blood you've raised to the surface, 

"It still cut you." 

"Well yeah. I took hard fucking plastic to the face." He mumbles as you take his hand in yours, leading him into the small bathroom in the gym. He sits on the closed toilet, staring up at you as you dab at him with a damp paper towel, 

"It's not too deep at least. I feel terrible." 

"Why? That was pretty hot. And hell… at least I can sleep at night knowing you can protect yourself." You roll your eyes, 

"You're the first guy to ever enjoy getting punched in the face." You tell him. He chuckles, 

"Only by you baby." Its silent for a moment as you make surethe bleeding stops before Haz is standing, collecting your face in his hands and leaning in to kiss you. You hold his arms, kissing him back. When he pulls back, you stare up at him, "I'm intoxicated by everything you do. You could knock my teeth out and I'd thank you." He explains. You giggle, 

"Cheesy." 

"Nope… just very much in love with you." He mumbles, kissing you again. You nuzzle your face in his neck after a moment, 

"How bout we just… go hone and watch a movie? I don't want to hurt you again." You tell him. He nods, 

"Sure." Taking your hand, he leads you out into the gym, collecting his bag and watching as you hang up both pairs of gloves,

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yourusername: he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️

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hazosterfield: darling you have tons of smiling photos of me, I gotta use my modeling skills so that you have some others too; gotta keep my girl interested 😘

tomholland2013: it’s true, he’s always smiling when you’re around

yourusername: I’m sobbing stop 😭 (& I’m always interested💕💜)

hazosterfield: 😁😘

hollandandosterfield52: maybe he doesn’t smile because he doesn’t like you🤷‍♀️ solution seems pretty simple to me, he should go back to Grace

hopelessosterfieldgirl: omg he looks so good. Why are you complaining?! He’s the one stuck with you while you are fortunate to even know him🙄

*Harry sees the hateful comments and sends this to the group chat*

*back to SM perspective/posts*

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Harryholland64: doesn’t smile for her? Lmao I took this photo when she was simply walking back over to our table that night. This is how he constantly looks at her. So stfu. 💜

yourusername: Baaazzz, stop this is so sweet thank you 😭

yourusername: did you just use a purple heart emoji? I thought you said you don’t use that one

harryholland64: I decided I’ll only for you, you’re one of my best friends and deserve it 💜

hazosterfield: Harry, mate, thank you. Between the heart emoji thing and the post she’s thankfully smiling now ❤️

yourusername: I was already smiling again thanks you to baby😘 I’m just feeling even better now. And the emoji isn’t the big deal it is the color he chose. He made fun of me when he saw I always used the purple one and said he never used it. 🤷‍♀️

hazosterfield: lol I see 😊 I thought it was just because it was your favorite color

yourusername: that too 😂💜

samholland1999: I think she always texts using the purple one BECAUSE it is her favorite color so you are technically correct 🤔

philosterfield: Harrison, Y/N, what’s going on? Is everything okay?

hazosterfield: once sec mum ❤️

tuwaine: yes Baz, let’s go! We love you Y/N 💜

yourusername: I love you guys too 💜

tomholland2013: someone text me what is happening. 

harryholland64: mate check the group chat

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philosterfield: one of my favorite pictures from Christmas a few years ago of my sweet Harrison. It was Y/N’s first Christmas with us but it was well worth the wait. I’ve seen them together countless times of course but I never get over it because they are so good for each other and no matter what it is they are doing, they’re having fun together. I’m so blessed my son found someone like Y/N, she’s better for him than I could’ve ever hoped. I am hearing that people on here are being rude to her but I beg you stop because I’ve never seen my boy this happy before Y/N

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hazosterfield: thank you mum ❤️ this was really sweet. YN says to tell you she’ll respond once she stops crying. Happy tears this time she says! 😊

tuwaine: yes momma P has it correct!

hazismylove: this is so cute! I didn’t know she was getting hate though! Leave her alone guys

yourusername: thank you for everything again. I know I’ve said this a million times but I’m never going to stop. You raised the best man I could’ve ever dreamed to find and I not only have him in my life but you and Charlotte as well and couldn’t be happier. You’ve all welcomed me into your family and home and made me feel loved. Thank you 💜

philosterfield: you’re part of this family dear. If you need anything, please call ❤️

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tuwaine : Haz is a smiley mate but this Div saves this particular smile for her. This is from one of their FaceTimes before she moved here, he’d always screen record them so they can both rewatch later when they were apart and unable to talk at the moment (one was working, asleep, etc.) So don’t even try to come for Y/N/N when this sickeningly sweet video exists. If you do, you’re going to have a lot of British blokes to deal with in return as she’s like a sister to the rest of us💜

yourusername: you all are going to make me a crying mess today (good tears this time) 💜 thank you Tuwaine

hazosterfield: thanks Tuwaine ❤️, you’re the best mate, btw I still have these videos, even in the ones where I had a rough day she’s making me smile 🥰

yourusername: stoopppp I love you so damn much 😭💜

hazosterfield: love you always angel ❤️💜

harryholland64: OMG I remember this video, these two divs wouldn’t even get off the video call long enough for us to grocery shop but sure it’s not clear they love each other right?!

hazosterfield: Yn says she loves you guys. She’s got a bit of a headache so I’ve managed to convince her to take a nap so long as I keep my promise not to post or say anything until I’ve had time to calm down. It’s worth it if she sleeps💜

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tomholland2013: I’m normally not the one to do this but it is needed. For some god forsaken unknown reason some people on the internet seem to think that either my best mate Haz isn’t in love with his amazing gf of 3 years or that she isn’t the best person for him. I want to clear a few things up, the first being that while your words may hurt someone they don’t change anything. Next, I’ve watched these two somehow fall more in love with each other day after day and I could not ask for a better woman for Haz than Y/N so kindly leave them alone. These photos are from a video-call he and I had after they moved out of the shared house and into their own place. First one is his reaction to her name even being mentioned and the second was the way he looked at her when she walked into the room. I’ll leave it at that. 💜

hazosterfield: thank you Mate. I couldn’t agree more ❤️

yourusername: Tommy, thank you so much. You didn’t need to do this. Also, I LOVE these photos 💜

tomholland2013: Yes I did, you’re not only one of my best mates but also the most incredible person and I think we can all learn something from you two’s relationship

hazosterfield: she and I both say thank you again mate. ❤️

tuwaine: yes T, so true!

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samholland1999:  I’ve known Harrison forever and Y/N for years. I’ve known them before they got together and all 3-something years they’ve been dating; although the time before featured an embarrassing amount of pining- mostly Haz🤣. You probably don’t know that for their first stay-in date night I was in the UK and Harrison FaceTimed me from Tom’s studio in America to have me watch and correct his cooking as he wanted it to be perfect for her; I’ve never seen him so nervous in my life. Fast forward a bit and she found out about this and repeatedly assured him she liked his cooking even when I wasn’t there to help. You could tell she truly meant it too and these two divs were making messes in the kitchen all throughout quarantine (and probably still are) with huge smiles on their faces the whole time. Anyone who thinks he doesn’t smile for her is grossly mistaken. He never fails to be excited or happy to see her. They were probably only apart for like 10 hours when this photo was taken. She’d gotten off early and was able to come after all but hadn’t told him yet so I texted to get an extra cup but wouldn’t say why. When he got back to our seats and saw her, this was his reaction (plus almost spilling the drinks in excitement 🙄). Not only does she make him happier than I’ve ever known him, she’s also an ace of a girl inside and out. 💜

yourusername: Sammy, thank you for this 💜 💜

hazosterfield: thank you mate, these have all made her smile ❤️

tuwaine: 💯

nikkihollandphotography: this is a super sweet photo. ❤️ I seem to have missed something but based on the context I just want to say that @/yourusername sweetheart you are such a wonderful soul and I’ve loved watching you and @/hazosterfield grow together and love each other through the hard times.

yourusername: Nikki thank you so much 💜

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charlottesparrowxx : This is only time you will see photos of just my brother on my page. That’s because this photo shoot was something truly special. Y/n heard from my mum that she wanted new professional photos of Haz and I, so for a gift she paid @/Harryholland64 (there was a LONG argument as he doesn’t want money from friends ever and she refused to not pay for it; in the end she won) to do a session with us for her. As if the gesture wasn’t enough, to illicit a more “authentically detailed smile” as Harry put it, he simply told my brother to pretend Y/n was behind the camera. Idk if it was the idea of her being there or hearing her name that provoked the smile but it worked. I knew before then that my brother had fallen head over heels in love with her but this really sealed that. She’s truly a fantastic friend and she’s like a sister to me so I don’t appreciate the comments being made about her. 💜

hazosterfield: Char, thank you ❤️ this was a wonderful example how amazing she is and makes me feel. P.s. to answer your question, it was both 😊

yourusername: I’ve seen these stunning photos (of both you of course) before obviously but I still love them 😍 I never knew the story behind these particular shots though 😭💜

hazosterfield: In case you’re wondering my love, it was both reasons that caused the smile; but they both boil down to you. It’s always you 💜

yourusername: Harrison John Osterfield, my precious baby boy if you don’t stop I’m going to melt 💜😭

philosterfield: an amazing gift ❤️

harryholland64: I knew it’d work. 😌

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hazosterfield: I promised I wouldn’t post until my anger went away and I thought it was something attainable. But I don’t think this burning rage is going to ever leave. She’s my entire world; always has been from the moment she and I met, long before we were even dating. I was this close to posting a response to the comments when she noticed the anger in my eyes and asked what was wrong. She didn’t even know what had happened. I wanted nothing more than to shield her from it but before I could she saw them. There’s no excuse for saying hateful things on the internet to anyone. But my God, YN is the kindest, most generous, open minded, courageous, determined, supportive, hilarious, uplifting, loving, and radiant person. So to say those things to someone like her is just infuriating. Not to mention, she’s not only the love of my life and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, she’s also my best friend and confidant and I wouldn’t be the man I am today without her. She’s been there through it all. She took the first flight out and flew across the world to comfort me and be there for me when my father passed despite her having her own responsibilities. She was there holding me together when my dog had to be out to rest. It’s not just the big things , she’s there even if I just had a long day at work or woke up cranky. At the end of the day, she knows I love her and I know she loves me so nothing anyone says or does will change that. Nevertheless, as you’ve seen today, even though we never asked them to, if you make hateful comments about my beautiful soulmate you will have but just me but countless friends and family to answer to. Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, my dearest angel, I love you more than life itself and promise to make sure you never begin to believe any of the nasty and untrue things ignorant people dare to say about you or us. 💜

samholland1999: seems like a good reason to break a promise, this was adorable Haz. This photo is fire YN

hazosterfield: technically I didn’t break the promise, I asked her if I could post something yet and she said as long as I wasn’t as angry as I was early; then she went back to sleep ☺️ I’m hoping her headache is gone when she gets up 🥺 I’m still angry but not as much, you guys helped with that mate ❤️ and she’s always breathtaking 😍

yourusername: Harrison f’n Osterfield I’m crying, I love you so unbelievably much😭💜 I seriously have the best boyfriend in the universe. Hazzy, get in here and cuddle please 🤗💕

tuwaine: mate I’m tearing up, you two are perfectly made for each other. And she’s killing it again here 🙌

tomholland2013: couldn’t agree more mate, love you both. ❤️ looking good Y/n/n

harryholland64: you two are so lucky to have each other I swear. Judging by the fact Haz is not responding I’m assuming y/n got her requested cuddles 😂

charlottesparrowxx: knowing my brother he probably full on sprinted to the bedroom to comply with her request for cuddles 😝

yourusername: yes Baz I’m getting my cuddles 🥰and Char, Haz says to be quiet (well that was nicer than what he said but I’m not going to say that to you) 😂💜

philosterfield: I love you both, when you’re ready for a video call, I’d like to chat with you both ❤️

hazosterfield: we love you too mum, we’ll call you in a bit ❤️

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yourusername: I’m reposting these first two photos because he’s jaw droppingly (yes I know that’s not an adjective but I don’t care) gorgeous and the hateful comments towards me don’t change that. I mean, damn right?

When I posted these first two this morning, I captioned it in a way that clearly upset some people. For those of you who missed it before I deleted the post, it said “he’s always gotta pose, I just wanted a soft smiley photo smh, he’s still gorgeous though so I goes it’s okay💜🤷‍♀️” and within less than an hour, people were commenting hateful things. I’m not here to whine or draw more attention to them. If you don’t like me or what I post or say, feel free to not follow me. I won’t be offended or hurt, I don’t need your presence to feel good about myself. Especially when you’re here to simply drag me down, compare me to others, or say my loving boyfriend doesn’t love me. Who even does that? I could go on and on about how/why this behavior is not acceptable but that’s not the point of this post. Just know your comments aren’t going to hurt me. I know my worth and love myself even if you can’t. And even on days where my confidence is lower or faltering I have the world’s best support system and hype team imaginable. The rest of this post is to focus on them, hence the photos💜 (I couldn’t decide the order of this so Haz suggested I do it in order of who posted first to make it easy💕)

Harry, you are one of my closest friends and have always supported me no matter what it is I am doing. You were also -queue the boys’ arguments to start again on this- the one who helped the most when I moved from the US to join you all in the shared house during COVID and then again when Haz and I moved into our own place. You and Haz are tied for best photographer as you both manage to find random times to get photographs of me that boost my confidence. 💜📷

Momma P/Phil, you truly are like a second mom to me and instantly welcomed me into your life and family; no words can describe how much that meant to me. You’ve supported Harrison and I’s relationship from the very start and still do. I promise to continue to always do my best to give your son the love he deserves 💜🌸

Tuwaine, you never fail to make me laugh even on bad days. You’ve also, unprovoked, elected to take the position of my personal bodyguard when Harrison isn’t around or is busy. I still remember you literally lifting me off the ground to get me away from a creepy guy at the pub on main my first year here while Haz and Tom were getting our table more drinks. Whether it is physically protecting me like that or defending me against people online, I know you’re there 💜💂‍♂️

Tom, gotta start with the obvious and thank you again for introducing Harrison and I. Even though you knew before Haz and I were ready to admit there was something more than friendship between us, you didn’t know upon first introductions so I have to thank you for making that seemingly unimportant (at the time) decision years ago as it was the best thing to happen to me and also prompted me meeting the rest of the boys. You became a friend instantly on set and I will always be grateful that we’re friends superstar 💜🤩

Sam, you’re the most laidback and calming presence in the group (apart from Haz but that’s mostly in relation to me not in general) and a place I can always turn to for advice or a sounding board. As with the others, you’ve been there for me more times than I can count. 💜👨‍🍳

Nikki, First I’m sorry I was told there isn’t a photo of you with Haz or all the boys -we need to change that 😉-. But, I have to say thank you for always having my back against a house full of boys (even if it had to be virtually at the time) and always keeping me posted about the stupid things my boyfriend and your sons did while I was in the US. 💜⛲️

Charlotte beautiful, you’ve become like a little sister to me and I love that. I always cherish the girl’s dates with you and momma P. Thank you for being such a positive presence and always encouraging me when I’m anxious. 💜👗

Harrison John Osterfield I don’t even know where to start. My special prince you are my best friend, my rock, and the best golden retriever boyfriend🥰. Hazzy, you should know firsthand how long I could make this but due to the character limit I’ll keep it brief and verbally continue my rambling instead 😘 Even when we were literally worlds apart, you were always there for me through everything. If something happened while apart, you’d fly to me asap and if I convinced you not to (rarely worked you stubbornly protective pain 💕) you’d still demand we FaceTimed even if I looked like a raccoon. You can always fix any mood I’m in and make me smile and feel better. I love your fantastic sense of humor and how down to earth you are. I promised brief so gorgeous thank you for being so protective and loving all these years 💜🌍

Thank you all so freaking much for everything and for always loving and supporting me , I have the best support system even after moving countries and I’m so grateful 💜 love you all sm.

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hazosterfield: I’m so pleased knowing that our mates and family will always keep you safe and happy even if I’m not around to do it. Mates, thank you for this, whether these posts (to the point she asked if I told you guys to post and I told her I didn’t even have to), shielding her from the aggressive paparazzi, or other concerning situations. I don’t care if it is verbally/emotionally supportive or physically like Tuwaine (thanks again mate) at the bar. I know no matter where she is, who she’s with, or what happens she’s always got a team ready to help her ❤️ And to my wickedly smart and stunningly gorgeous princess, you never cease to make my eyes water with your thoughtful words and behaviors. I love you always darling and will always have your back 💜😘

nikkihollandphotography: we can certainly fix that, as long as you’ll be in the photo too as I need a photo with you too ❤️

tuwaine: hahahahaha I REMEMBER that! I will always do that when warranted. At least now you won’t scream in my ear to put you down because you know I won’t drop you 😂

samholland1999: How has no one commented on their individualized emojis? Y/n/n you’re seriously the sweetest person to exist, I’ll have your back forever 🙂

tomholland2013: introducing you two back when he was my PA and you were helping the crew on set was the best thing for all of us y/n/n as you’re a light for us all ❤️

charlottesparrowxx: love you sis, I’m here if you need to talk 💛

harryholland64: you’re the best for letting me take your picture whenever. If we want to talk about stubbornly protective, that’s not just Haz with you but you with Haz when it comes to me and that mates’ jokes but we know Haz loves you for it and at the end of the day I suppose it’s sweet. 🤷

philosterfield: I accepted you into our family right away because of who you are. You don’t need to promise me to that you’ll take care of my boy, I already know it and see that ❤️

They only needed one more shot for their finished portfolio. Of course, y/n needed to finish editing everything they had already shot, choose the final pictures for the portfolio, and get them all printed, but the hard part was almost over.

Harrison was staring to get a little worried that the second their project was over, the second that she was no longer academically obligated to associate herself with him, they would be parting ways for good. The way she was acting wasn’t doing anything to dismiss his fear either. So although he know that he wanted to give her the time to process their conversation and make her own decision on how to move forward, he knew he had to act fast in order to give her a reason to want to stay. And he had one last opportunity to do just that.

“So when do you want to do our last shoot? We still haven’t planned for that.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot to ask if you were free tonight. I booked the studio space down the hall for a few hours. Probably should have asked you first, sorry.”

“No, that’s fine. What time did you book it? I have another class this afternoon, but I am free after that.”

“I think it is 4 to 7 tonight, and it’s ok if you can’t make it right at 4, I have to figure out how I want to set up the lights anyway. Just make sure to bring the last outfit we agreed on.”

“You got it,” he replied with a smile.

He did have class until 4, so he let her know that he would definitely be a bit late before they parted ways after class.

Y/n was in the studio exactly at 4, letting the students who had the appointment right before her know that they could leave their set up as it was, not to worry about putting anything way. She was taking full advantage of the short time she had alone to keep herself completely distracted from everything that had been recently racing through her mind. And it was working, but just as she got around to choosing the right gel for her fill light, Harrison burst into the room, disturbing the peace that she had carefully crafted in her mind, and of course, he wasn’t wearing the outfit they had planned on, which was the one thing she needed him to do.

“Before you say anything,” he started, before they could even greet each other, “I know what you’re thinking. The shirt, jacket, and jewelry are all in my bag. The look wasn’t exactly screaming Trigonometry, I figured I could just change when I got here.”

“That’s fine,” she replied, trying to mask her distaste with the decision. Not only was he already half an hour late, which she shouldn’t have been upset about anyway, and slowing them down even more, but she knew there was no way that those clothes were making it out of the bag without being wrinkled. She didn’t want to start anything though, she didn’t have the energy for that, so she just continued to attach the sheet of pink plastic she had chosen to the light in front of her.

She couldn’t help but peek at him as he changed into the botton up that she had picked out weeks prior. Sure, she had already told him how she felt about him, but there was no way she wanted him to know that she was standing there practically drooling over the muscles on his back. She had to snap herself back into reality in order to finish setting the starting values for her lights before he got in front of the camera.

“Ok, I’m ready,” he smiled before stepping directly where she wanted him, without her needing to ask him to move a muscle. Just as she feared though, the shirt was wrinkled, and every peak was catching a dramatic shadow that was going to be incredibly difficult to edit out.

She sighed and made her way over to him, reaching out to try to smooth some of the creases. He noticed the issue only when he stopped focusing on how close she was to him, and tried to apologize for his mistake, but she brushed it off. She wanted to blow up on him for possibly ruining the photos, but she knew that that wouldn’t fix anything, and it was the last time she would have to work with him for a grade anyway, so she just did her best to fix the issue in the moment and pretend it didn’t happen.

Once she was done smoothing the fabric over his stomach, she turned her attention back to her camera to get the settings right.

Once everything was set up, and Harrison was posed perfectly with the front of his body lit up orange, and the back lit up pink she did her best to get as many photos with the few wrinkles left in the shirt either cropped out or at and angle that made them less noticeable, and once she was happy with the amount of options she had to choose from, they were already over their time slot in the room, and had to rush to take their set-up down.

With Harrison’s help, everything was packed up and tucked neatly away in 15 minutes.

Y/n tried to rush Harrison out of there so she could be on her own again, so she could try to get rid of all of the thoughts again, but she should have anticipated that he would ruin that in some way. He insisted that he help her bring all of her equipment home. She would have denied the offer, she was definitely tempted to, but looking back on how miserable she was lugging all of it there, she decided to take him up on it.

The walk there was filled with mostly one sided conversations. Harrison would bring up a topic, trying anything to get her to open up and say something, but she was brushing it all off with one worded answers or subject changes. She didn’t even have to put up an effort to make things that awkward, it came to her naturally as a coping mechanism during undesirable situations. Harrison wasn’t going to let it ruin his chance though.

When they finally arrived at her apartment, and after they both maneuvered her equipment into its rightful space in the living room, Harrison decided it was his time.

“It’s getting late, do you want to go get something to eat?”

Was it the most romantic way to ask someone on a date? Definitely not. But the last thing he wanted was to let her know his intentions, in fear of her backing out of the one date agreement they had come to.

“Uh, I don’t know. I don’t really want to go out again. I’m exhausted.”

“Me too, but would you rather stay here and make food or go out to get something and just sit down and eat?”

“You have a good point, but I don’t like when you’re right, so I’m sticking with my answer.”

She had caught on the second he started fidgeting with his fingers when he asked. And of course she was nervous about it, but she did want to give him the one shot that she told him he could have. However, there was no way she was going to make it easy for him.

“Do you even have any food here?”

“Ok you got me there, but you’re paying,” she replied with a smirk before grabbing a jacket, taking the lead on the way to the door.

Harrison didn’t try to make much conversation during the walk to the restaurant. It wasn’t awkward, and it wasn’t out of pure discomfort, it was purely because he was trying to make a game plan in his head. He was relatively smart, but planning ahead had never been his specialty.

He led her to a local Asian food chain, somewhere he had heard her tell Jace that she had been wanting to try for a while. He would be lying if he had said that he hadn’t been thinking about taking her since he heard her going off about it.

“Have you been here before?” She asked, suspicious of the fact that it was somewhere she had been wanting to go, and knowing that he usually preferred food with less spice.

“Not yet, but there’s a first time for everything, isn’t there?”

“Why here then?”

“It was close, it was cheap, seemed like a good option,” he replied as he held open the door for her.

He was more than happy to order for her while she found a table to sit down. She wasn’t exaggerating when she told him that she was exhausted. Her trip to the studio with all of her equipment had given her quite the workout, and her arms and legs were starting to feel like jelly. She didn’t trust Harrison to not mess up her order, but she would take the wrong form of noodle over standing long enough to order the right one.

She was about ready to lay her head on the table and take a nap when he came to join her, so she fought the urge. He could sense the fatigue, and he felt a little bad for dragging her out, but he needed to try.

“Food should be out soon,” he smiled at her.

“So why modeling?” She asked, catching him off guard for a second. He was happy to have her start a conversation though, instead of having to awkwardly get something out of her.

“That’s a bit of a long story.”

“And I’m not getting up from this table any time soon, so…”

He laughed at her persistence, it was refreshing to have her push him to talk instead of the way it usually was. He went on to explain that Tom and him had met in grade 7, became best friends, and shared the dream of coming to America and being famous. Of course, when they were kids, it seemed glamorous, only because some of their favorite actors were American, and traveling to another country just sounded like fun. As they grew older, they just stuck with the plan because planning the rest of your life was a lot to think about, and changing everything right before graduation seemed like too much.

“I think we both wanted to stay, but neither of us wanted to admit it to the other. I’m glad it worked out the way it did though, otherwise…”

He paused for a moment, and decided that it was better to end his sentence there.

“Otherwise what?”

“Oh nothing. Your turn, why photography?”

“Because I can’t draw,” she smiled, giving him the exact same reason she gave everyone else who asked that question.

“Oh come on, I just described half my adolescence to you, you have to give me more than that.”

“Fine, but you aren’t getting half of my adolescence,” she replied, teasing him for his use of the word.

“Honestly, I don’t want to get too into the details, but High School really sucked for me. And not just the not having friends to sit with at lunch stuff. It was just really rough, especially my senior year. Photography was the only constant. I loved art, and I tried my hand at pottery, drawing, piano, none of it came naturally, and I wasn’t in a place where I was able to work at a craft to learn the basics. My teacher used to say it was like I had picked up the camera and found a missing piece of myself, something I would have for the rest of my life. And I liked the thought of that. So I kept at it. I know it isn’t going to get me a six digit salary, but I don’t care. I just want to do something that won’t make me miserable for the rest of my life.”

“Where did you grow up?”

“Uhm…. well there is no way you have ever heard of it, it’s like halfway across the US. Pretty small town.”

Harrison was going to ask again, ask why she seemed so uncomfortable by the topic, but the cashier called his name to go get their food, and by the time he was back at the table, he was more focused on eating than picking the conversation back up.

He did end up asking her some more questions throughout the night, and he noticed that she had a formula with how she answered, almost as if she had been practicing her answers for years. It would always start with some kind of excuse of why she didn’t like or want to talk about the subject, followed by a vague answer with just enough personal information to quell any curiosity and then an immediate change of focus.

It wasn’t until they were done with their food and on their way back home that he finally got an interesting bit of information out of her.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Isn’t that what you have been doing all night?” She chuckled in response.

“Yeah, but no mater what I ask, you always find a way to get around it.”

“I just don’t like to talk about myself, you know that.”

“I know, I guess I just don’t get it. I mean, your own roommates barely know anything about you. Don’t you ever wish even one person knew you?”

“People know me.”

“No one here does.”

“Robin does.”

That comment made his stomach drop a little. Something about their strange dynamic made him feel sick, he didn’t know if it was jealousy or just worry that Robin had bad intentions.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you about that. You’ve hated each other the entire time I’ve known you, but ever since you shoved a fork in his hand, something has been weird between you two. He wasn’t even upset that you did that, he was more upset with me for freaking out about it. Whats up with that?”

“Can this stay between you and me?”

“Of course.”

“I mean it, this doesn’t get out to Tom either, because the second he mentions it to Sierra, the entire town knows.”

“You have my word.”

“Robbie and I went to high school together. We were pretty close for a bit, he actually got me to apply here. I didn’t even think college would be an option for me, but he helped me get a bunch of scholarship money, and we spent almost our entire first semester here as best friends.”

“What happened to that?”

“We had a fight, a pretty big one. I know you’re sick of me saying that it’s a long story, but this one really is. But he said something pretty cruel, and he thought he was right, so we just stopped getting along.”

“And that made you wanna drunkenly stab him?”

“Not exactly.”

“Then why did you do that?”

And that was her cue to change the subject again.

“You know you’re not slick right?”

“What do you mean?”

“Asking me out to dinner on a whim, and just by chance ending up at a restaurant that I know you knew I’ve been wanting to try. And spending the whole night trying to get to know me. That was a date.”

“Are you upset?”

“No,” she tried to hide her smile as she slipped her hand in his, making his heart skip a beat, “It wasn’t the worst date I’ve ever been on.”

“Wow, what a compliment.”

The continued to hold hands for the rest of the walk. Neither of them said much else, trying to not ruin the moment.

When they arrived outside the apartment again, they paused, neither sure how to end the night.

“Thanks for making that as painless as possible.”

“It’s my specialty,” he joked back.

“Seriously though, I had a good time Haz. I do want to say though-“

“Please, don’t do this yet.”

“Do what?”

“Tell me you don’t want to do this. I’m not saying that you need to lie for my sake, or do anything you don’t want to. Can we just have the night though? You can break my heart tomorrow”

“Harrison-“

“Please.”

She took both his hands in hers and pulled him closer, mere inches separating them.

“That wasn’t what I was going to say.”

He was too busy focusing on how close she was, and how beautiful she looked in the moonlight to absorb what she had said right away.

“Wait, really?”

“Not exactly. I’m not saying this is a dead end, I just still can’t jump right into it. It was nice though. And I think I would like to do it again sometime.”

“I’d love that,” Harrison breathed a sigh of relief. He had been preparing himself for the inevitable all night, he thought that it would be a given that she didn’t want to go through with anything, but even just the tiniest chance was almost enough to make him squeal.

And he thought he couldn’t have gotten any happier, until she put her hand on his shoulder and pulled him even closer. She leaned in and gave him a quick peck on the lips, catching him completely by surprise.

“Goodnight, Harrison,” she smiled and turned to go inside, leaving him completely breathless, frozen in place even after she was completed out of sight.

She, on the other hand, went up to her apartment, entered as if nothing had just happened, and locked herself into her room.

It was her choice, she had kissed him of her own accord, so why did she feel so sick?