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Itty Bitty Fiction | Harry Styles - ITTY BITTY FIC #3: Neon Dreams Are For Lovers (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/wbVrEBcxSZ A collection of Harry Styles edits and short blurbs/fics to go with them.

 Summary: Where Y/N has a confession and she doesn't know if she should tell Harry about it.

 "What is it love?"

"Harry I've been meaning to tell you this way before but I have to come clean right now."

Warnings: Just some fluff for this one 

Word Count: 690

Enjoy your reading! :)

Harry and y/n have been friends before things started to get hectic. Y/n has been trying to get a job and Harry was stressed out over the relationship he had with his girlfriend Betty.

There were no longer late movie nights, there were no more sleepovers where Harry and y/n would start and end the tickle fights. They just didn’t hang out as much.

But today was different.

 Harry had a chance to get a hold of you and he wanted to come to your apartment so you two could watch some movies together like old times.

•••

“So what movie are going to watch sir?” You asked him, as he was just shaking his head.

“Don't call me that Y/N just pick a bloody movie already.” 

You were confused, at first you thought this was just going to be a friendly get together but you realized that Harry was not acting like himself. His happy, cheeky self.

“I thought you were going to bring the movies and I was just going to provide the snacks. You know, like what we used to do.” 

“I’m sorry I apologize for that Y/N I know I had to bring the films but I just wanted to come and talk to you.” 

Y/N takes a sip of her beverage and nods in response, “Okay. What’s on your mind Harry?”

“I just have been having problems with Betty, you know Betty right?” 

“Of course, you talked about her a lot during the first months of you dating her.” You acknowledged. 

“It’s just I don't know if I can continue with this silly relationship, we are on and off most of the fucking time. It’s fucking stressful Y/N.” 

You have raised your eyebrows in encouraging Harry and trying to understand his personal conflicts but at the same time you were not ready in giving him the advice that he hopes he can get from you. 

“I think you should just take a break.” You advised him.

“A break?” He sounded puzzled.

“Yea. I mean you are both on and off and I highly believe that Betty also overthinks about your relationship. So, my best advice is for you both to take a break.”

“Are you actually serious love? I mean I was just kidding, but this was really good advice love.” He smirked, trying to keep in his laugh but failed and started to laugh.

“You little shit.” You felt embarrassed and put your head in your hands as Harry continued to laugh.

“I’m sorry Y/N that was rude of me, I didn’t mean to make you feel embarrassed of yourself.” He has calmed himself and made his way to the couch that you were sitting in and embraced you into his arms.

His arms tightly wrapped around you as you continued to overthink the events that have just happened.

“I’m sorry for laughing at you Y/N I never meant to hurt you love.” 

You unwrapped yourself from his tangling arms and looked him straight in his green irises. “Then why did you come here?”

 He caressed your cheek and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, “I wanted to see my best friend. And I just wanted to be here to be a guidance because you lost your last job.”

You have lost your job at a nearby café and you have told Harry about it a couple weeks back but he couldn’t really spend time with you during those past few weeks. 

“It sucks Harry. Trying to find a job and especially a job that is near here.” Harry has wrapped his strong arms around you as you rested your head on his shoulder.

“I know love I know. Let’s just forget about that for now because I don't want you to feel down about this.”

And that is what exactly what Harry did, he has made you laugh at his dumb little jokes and you both ended up watching your favorite romantic comedies and you haven’t felt happiness in a long time with your best friend. 

And that is something that you fear losing. Harry and the friendship you both have.

A/N: Was this good? This is my first imagine and I feel like this was terrible. Please let me know what you thought. 

Punk Harry Series Part 3

Part 1, Part 2 

Punk Harry: He Asks You Out "So, bananas or tomatoes, which is more fruit like?" You asked as you picked at the end edge of the playing card. "Banana is more fruit like, I mean, come on. They're a monkey’s favorite thing to eat and monkeys don't eat veggies. So, conclusion, it must be a fruit." Harry stated as he tossed the hacky sack into the air again. He was laying upside down, his head hanging off the sofa in the hotel room we were cooped up in. The band was asleep and we were assigned watch duty. So here we were chilling in the large living room, doing literally nothing. "My turn, so square balloons, freak of nature or brilliant invention?" He asked and I smiled, looked over at him, then focused back on my card. "Brilliant. Best thing I have ever seen. And the triangle ones. Those are cool. I would kill to get some of those on my birthday." You said laughing and he smiled. "Let's get a little personal now." You suggested sitting up and turning to him. He smirked and sat up straight as well.   "You're on. Bring me your worst." He challenged and you laughed. "Would you rather do all the work, or let her ride you like a pony?" You asked and he laughed. "Yee haw." He whispered and you burst out laughing. "Really?" You asking in between your laughs. "Well, I'd much rather her on top. I mean, this way, she'll enjoy herself too. I won't have to worry if it's good for her and me, because let's face it, it doesn't matter which position, it's good for me. But when she's in charge, it's going to be good for her because, well she's controlling it. It's all about the give and take Y/N." He said and you laughed. "Okay, threesomes, gross or hot?" He asked and you smirked. "Lava." You said and he sucked in a breath. "I mean, with another girl though. Not another guy. That typically means anal and like, no. No thank you. I'd much rather get eaten out by a girl who knows what she's doing then get my anus torn apart by a guy who has no clue what the proper way to handle anal is. Two girls, one guy. That's my kind of threesome." You said and he nodded, completely dosed into space. "You're picturing it aren't you?" You asked and he nodded. He was just staring at you when suddenly he leaned right over and planted his lips right on yours. You say there, eyes wide open for a good ten seconds before you pushed him away harshly. "No, no, no, not again. No." You just kept repeating the word "no" as you quickly stood back up and walked out. 

Fluff

PG

265 words