#nerdrry

Summary: Harry Styles being the only male heir is set to become CEO of his family’s company, there’s just two things keeping him from being able to fully take control. He’s not married and he’s not exactly known for being the most confident person, actually people around Styles & Co. would tell you Harry is almost painfully shy and tries keep to himself as much as possible and that’s not a trait people want in the man they’ll soon call their boss. So Harry’s mother takes it upon herself to find someone for her shy, a little bit of a bookworm but extremely kindhearted son who will help break him out of his shell and step into the role of CEO with a bit more confidence, and that person is you. You’re supposed to be Mrs. Styles for a limited time, just long enough to get Harry in his new position and make him comfortable but things take a turn and previously agreed upon terms start to change. ✨

Pairing: CEO!Harry (with a shy twist) x fem!reader

Trope: Arranged Marriage

Story Type: Mini Series (7 parts) Completed✨

CW: Moments of Insecureness , language, moments of anxiety, shyness, smut.

A/N: I love the idea of Harry being a shy nervous new CEO so figured this mini series would be a great opportunity for that! I hope y’all enjoy, I’m excited for this one it’s gonna be mainly fluffy!

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› pairing: - harry styles x fem!reader

› a/n: here’s some random nerdrry thoughts of mine which all over the place but i wanted to write about it so i hope yall like it <33

harry and reader are in their twenties btw!!

» | - always forgetting to take his glasses off before bed. sometimes he’ll wake up to them still on his face and remembers he never took them off.

» | - packing two or three books ahead of a school day. can you blame him? he reads on his way to uni on the local bus, reads on his breaks in between classes, when he finishes his assignments in class he takes the rest of the time to read. of course he reads during his lunch and on his way home.

» | - have a whiteboard in your room? he always draws out diagrams or equations testing himself or you ahead of midterms or finals. or he would leave little notes and drawings for you.

» | - harry would have a thing for libraries on the weekends. it’s a tradition. he goes every saturday afternoon, he’ll stay there read a book or two and of course borrow some for the next week or so. when he'd bring you along it would be even better.

» | - harry would know all the hacks in the calculator. he has a crush? he’ll write things in it and hand it off with all the courage he has and practically run off not even staying to see your face. though next time he sees you he couldn’t miss that faint blush on your cheeks and the small wave you gave him as you two make eye contact.

» | - sometimes you’d notice your hair clips were missing from your dorm room. then you realized where they were going. harry with his shoulder length hair used the hair clips to pin it upward because his hair would block his face when he was reading books.

» | - hanging out with your nerdy boyfriend was always so peaceful. he’d read to you, tell you about little things he did during the day, one thing was that he was always gentle. yet very clingy. he was always wanting your affection anyway he could have it. hands on your thighs or your hair, lips on your neck or collarbone, and eyes on you’re lips like he just wanted to stare.

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just wanted to add i do not use ai in any way to write anything i post. i use a grammer checker which is attached to docs on google.

Request: maybe a cute moment where nerdrry tries to comforte or cheer up reader after she has a bad grade on an exame she really really studied for (he had 100% ofc)🩵🩵

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Warnings- overstim, smut, subrry-ish, daddy kink (what a mix), cum play, unprotected sex, completely desperate H

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“Fuck- fuck, baby, please…” sweat glued strands of hair to his forehead as Y/N continued to grind in his cock. “Please, I dunno if I can go again so soon.” His mouth was dry and his stomach clenching as the wet confines of her cunt kept his snug inside of her. His glasses falling down his nose, he felt her push them back up as his head tilted against the back of the couch.

Nerdrry x Cheerleader!Reader

Harry adjusted his glasses nervously as the football game carried on around him, the noise of the crowd buzzing in his ears. He wasn’t really paying attention to the scoreboard; his focus was fixed entirely on the sidelines where Y/n stood, pom-poms in hand, the brightest smile on her face as she cheered with the rest of the squad. She always looked happy during games, but tonight she looked radiant. The floodlights illuminated her like something out of a heavenly dream, and Harry found himself unable to look away.

He knew it wasn’t smart—falling for his best friend. Y/n was popular, the kind of girl everyone wanted to be around. And Harry? He was the nerdy kid who got shoved into lockers a little too often and spent more time in the library than he did talking to people. Still, somehow, Y/n had decided he was worth her time. They’d been inseparable for years, and every single day he reminded himself how lucky he was to have her as a friend. Just a friend.

But lately, being just her friend wasn’t enough anymore.

Harry sighed, pulling his hoodie tighter around himself as he forced his eyes away from Y/n. He didn’t stand a chance. Why would she ever look at him that way when she could have anyone else—like, say, the football player currently strolling over to her with a cocky grin plastered across his face?

Harry froze, his stomach twisting as he watched the interaction. The guy leaned in close, saying something that made Y/n laugh—a genuine, full laugh that Harry usually got to hear when they hung out. And now, here she was, sharing it with someone else.

The football player said something else, pointing toward the bleachers, and Y/n's eyes scanned the crowd. For a moment, they landed on Harry, and she smiled brightly, waving at him like she always did.

Harry waved back weakly before quickly looking down at his sneakers.

He felt sick.

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Y/n found Harry sitting alone after the game, a half-empty bottle of soda in his hand as he stared at the ground. She sat down on the bench beside him with her usual enthusiasm, nudging his shoulder with her own.

“Hey, what’s up? You look like someone just shoved you into a locker.”

Harry managed a small, embarrassed laugh. “I’m fine. Just tired.”

Y/n squinted at him skeptically. “You’re a terrible liar. You’ve been acting weird all night. Did something happen?”

Harry shook his head, unwilling to meet her eyes. “Nope. Everything’s great.”

Y/n huffed, crossing her arms. “Okay, spill it. I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong.”

“Nothing’s wrong,” Harry mumbled, fiddling with the label on his soda.

“Is this about that football player?” Y/n asked suddenly.

Harry flinched, and Y/n's eyebrows shot up. “It is, isn’t it? Harry, seriously, what is going on?”

“It’s nothing, Y/n/n,” he said quietly, his voice strained. “Can we just drop it?”

“No, we can’t drop it,” she shot back, her tone a mix of confusion and frustration. “You’re my best friend, H. If something’s bothering you, you can tell me. That’s kind of what I’m here for, you know?”

Harry looked up at her, and the concern in her eyes almost undid him. She was so kind to him, so effortlessly warm, and he didn’t deserve it—not when he’d been jealous all night like some moody, selfish kid. He ran a hand through his messy curls, finally meeting her gaze.

“It’s nothing you need to worry about,” he said with a weak smile. “I promise.”

“Harry,” she said softly, her voice laced with patience, “just tell me. Please?”

He hesitated, feeling his pulse quicken. She was so close, watching him with such kindness, and he felt like he might break apart under her gaze. He looked back down, his fingers fidgeting with the cap of his soda bottle. “I just… I don’t like seeing you with guys like that,” he finally admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. “It… it makes me feel weird.”

Y/n blinked, her expression softening. “Weird how?”

Harry let out a shaky breath, his cheeks burning. “Because… I care about you. I mean, I really care about you. And seeing some guy like him flirting with you just… I don’t know. It makes me feel small.”

Y/n stared at him, her face unreadable. “H… are you saying you like me?”

Harry swallowed hard, every instinct telling him to backpedal, to laugh it off, to change the subject—but the words slipped out before he could stop them. “Yeah. I do. But it’s not a big deal, okay? I get it—you don’t feel the same way. You don’t have to say anything.”

“Why would you think that?” Y/n asked, furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.

Harry let out a humorless laugh, shaking his head. “Come on, Y/n/n. Just look at you. You’re gorgeous, and funny, and confident, and… I’m just... well me. I’m a mess. I’m awkward, I’m not very good-looking, and I… I know you’re just trying to let me down easy. And I appreciate it. I really do.”

“Harry,” Y/n said sharply, “stop it.”

But he couldn’t stop now; the words kept tumbling out like a dam had burst. “It’s fine. Really. You’re too nice to tell me the truth, and that’s okay. I’m not mad. I just… I don’t want you to feel like you have to pity me or something because I’m—”

Y/n grabbed his face and kissed him.

Harry froze completely, his thoughts screeching to a halt. When she pulled back, she fixed him with a firm stare, her face flushed. "Harry, stop it."

“You… you kissed me,” Harry stammered, his voice cracking. “Why… why did you—”

“Because I like you, you oblivious dork,” Y/n said, rolling her eyes with a fond smile. “And I don’t want to hear you say one more word about me pitying you, or you not being good-looking, or whatever nonsense you’ve convinced yourself of. Because I think that you’re really, really cute.”

Harry gawked at her, completely at a loss. “You… think I’m cute?”

Y/n laughed softly, nudging him playfully. “Yes, H. I think you’re cute. I’ve always thought you were cute.”

Harry's face turned bright red, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst. “Oh.”

“Oh?” Y/n teased, grinning at his dumbfounded expression.

Then it hit him—really hit him. Y/n liked him.  Y/n liked him back. His face split into the biggest, most ecstatic smile she’d ever seen, like the sheer force of his joy might launch him into the stratosphere. “Oh my God,” he breathed, laughing giddily as he ran both hands through his hair. “You… you like me? You actually like me?!”

Y/n giggled, watching him in amusement as he practically bounced on the bench. “Yes, Harry! I just said that!”

“I can’t believe this,” Harry said, shaking his head with wide eyes. “This is—this is insane. I mean—you—you’re you! And I’m—oh my God, this is the best day of my life!”

Y/n laughed so hard she had to clutch her stomach. “You’re such a dork.”

Harry let out a joyous, breathless laugh, turning to look at her with hearts in his eyes. “Yeah. But now I’m your dork.”

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───HANDY; | pairing: nerdrry x fem!reader | | wc: 1.5k | tw: kissing, hand job, caught | masterlist |

So maybe user could be popular, but fell for Harry since he is a big gentleman, but when they go to have sex for the first time (there not virgins) user is shocked by his size and how dirty he is in the bedroom, that’s where he could say the line since he is a littler nervous maybe? But he is super dirtyyy!

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