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The 14 Little Things Harry Does During Sex ~Short Scenarios~ (SMUT)

Before reading this, please read through >>> 14 Little Things Harry Does During Sex (SMUT) first so this makes more since.

AN: this idea came to me mostly from this anon. i know your request wasn't exactly like this but i decided to just do all 14 of the things harry does during sex in little scenarios because why not. and i'm not doing it where harry points out y/n's little things in this because i'd like to make a list for her as well first to explain what her little things even are. feedback is always appreciated. thanks for this idea that i kinda stuck with.

This contains: lots of sex, lots of fluff

{ any!hary (boyfriend, husband, or dad) - soft!harry - 2018 Harry era }

word count: 2296

14 short scenarios of Harry doing the little things he does during sex with you.

1. Your legs are tangled together under the sheets as you have sex in the spooning position and you can feel Harry's bare toes begin to curl. That lets you know he's about to come. "Can feel your toes curling, baby."

"Yeah, can't help it. You make me feel too good." Harry responds though panted breaths and a sweaty face.

You reach around to place your hand on the back of his thigh to try and force him closer to you if that's even possible and mutter, "Didn't say you could help it. It was just an observation. I think it's really cute that your toes curl when you're abo...."

And you're cut off by you letting out a strangled moan because Harry has brought his fingers to around your front and is vigorously rubbing your clit.

2. The pace of his hips start to pick up out of no where from Harry getting carried away due to the tremendous amounts of pleasure he's receiving. The faster and harder thrusts have you gasping for air.

It felt good but it just wasn't the type of sex you were wanting in this moment. Harry quickly realizes what he's done and imidiantly starts slowing his hips back down. "Sorry 'bout that. Got carried away for a second there." he apologizes and bends down to place a pecked kiss on your sweaty forehead.

You look up and reply sweetly, "Its fine, babe. Just want to take it slow right now, okay? You can pound me when its not eight in the morning and I'm more awake."

Harry giggles and lays down on top of your body, continuing the slow, sleepy sex the way you intended to have it.

3. It's late at night and you're riding Harry's cock with your body fully laid on top of his. Harry has his arms wrapped around your back to hold you tightly and his hands start gliding over your back. His fingers gently trace up and down your spine, sending a shiver to run through your body.

Harry laughs a bit and asks, "Was that a shiver, love. You cold?"

You lift your head out from where it was in his sweaty neck and respond, "No, not cold. Your fingers dancing on my back made a shiver run through my body. Feels nice though. You can keep doing it if you'd like to."

Harry raises his head off his pillow a bit and with puckering lips places a quick kiss to your mouth. "Gotcha, my love. I'll keep tracing your spine if you want." And when you fall back down onto his chest while grinding on his dick back and forth, you feel Harry do just that.

4. As you're riding Harry on the couch in your living room, you notice his strained face. The one he makes when he's trying not to blow his load in you. So you decide to call him out on it.

With your hands pressed into his chest and your hips rocking back and forth, you question, "Babe, why the red face? Something wrong?" The tone in your voice is playful and he knows you're asking to be a little shit.

Looking up while still having that strained look on his face, Harry responds through shallow breaths, "You know damn well why I have this face. You keep clenching around m'dick and I'm trying not to bust a nut in yah just yet."

You laugh and fall forward, placing a kiss to the side of Harry's face and mutter, "I know. Just messing with you. Love you."

Attempting to relax his face, Harry coos back, "And I love you too."

5. Harry has his arms on both sides of your head, hands pressed into the mattress, as he holds his body weight up over you while fucking into you. But then he gets this idea. Harry carefully removes one hand from its place beside your head and brings it down to your stomach.

He lays it flat on the lower part of your heaving tummy and Harry can feel himself inside you, creating a cocky smile to be plastered on his face. "Can feel m'self inside you, love. Going so deep in your tummy. Can you feel me in your belly, baby?"

You nod your head, unable to speak clearly with how well he's fucking into you. Then suddenly Harry pressed down a bit on your lower stomach and it creates the pressure in your belly to be even greater then before. "Shit." you cry out.

Harry lifts up and sits on his calves, continuing to thrust into your wet pussy but makes sure to keep that one hand pressing into your stomach. Not too hard to where it would give you a tummy ache but enough to enhance your orgasm pleasure.

6. Harry is fully on top of your body, encasing you in his arms as he sluggishly rocks his hips in and out of yours. The room is dark due to the time of night it is and the covers are over your bodies. Then you feel it. Feel the three little taps to your collar bone.

Every time you have sex in the dark, Harry will tap somewhere on your body three times and you've yet to know what or why he does so. You decide to just ask. "Babe, um, can I ask why you tap your fingers on my skin when we have sex together in the dark?"

Harry stops his slow thrusts all together and sighs from embarrassment. He keeps his head laid on your shoulder so you can't see his face, though you wouldn't be able to anyways from this dark room, and answers shyly, "Don't know. Um, I guess I do it as a way to let you know you're safe and I'm right here. Sayin' it out loud just makes me sound stupid. Sorry if its weird."

You let a grin appear on your face and while running your fingers through his messy, curly locks, reply, "Babyyy, I think that's a very thoughtful idea and I love it. Don't mind at all and its not stupid. I'd very much like if you did it from now on and now I'll know why you do it and appreciate it more."

7. As Harry is hovering over your body, snapping his hips forward to meet yours, you lift one hand up and conjoin two fingers together. Harry knows exactly what you're trying to do and opens his mouth to take your fingers inside.

While his arms support his weight above you, Harry bends his arms at his elbows slightly to lean down and bob his head onto your fingers, as if it was a tiny dick. "Fuck, that's hot." you moan out as you watch him suck your fingers.

Harry lifts off them with a pop and says with glossy, wet lips, "Love sucking your fingers. Such a turn on f'me." Then you take your wet fingers and bring them down to rub your clit, making your eyes roll back from the clit stimulation mixed with Harry's cock fucking you.

8. With Harry thrusting his large cock inside of your pussy at just the right speed for you both, you begin to hear his little pleasure sounds as he pants them in your ear. The sounds that escape his mouth are a mix between a whine and a moan. "Yeah baby, keep making those pretty sounds for me. You sound so hot with your little moans." you tell.

"Mhm, love. God, couldn't stop em' if I tried. You feel so fuckin' good 'round me." Harry heaves out and then goes right back to making those little moans and cries of pleasure.

9. Harry is hovering above you with his hands grabbing at the headboard to give him better strength as he fucks into your pussy. You're in the midst of an orgasm but something gives you the strength to look up and when you do, you see the greatest sight known to man.

Harry has his eyes squeezed shut with his mouth wide open, forming an 'O' as his orgasm takes over his own body. His head is tilted back a bit and his arms shake as they stay straight forward, clutching the bars of the headboard. Knees pressed into the mattress beside your hips.

Seconds later when both your orgasms leave, Harry lets go of the headboard and carefully falls on top of your sweaty body, still out of breath. "Love your 'O face, Harry." you coo.

Inhaling a deep breath into his lungs, Harry questions "What'd yah mean my 'O face?"

"You know, how when you're coming you'll close your eyes and your mouth falls open wide. It's hot." you explain.

Harry sits up, straddling your lap, and replies, "Didn't realize I even do those things. I guess it just happens in the heat of the moment."

10. At first Harry was on top, thrusting into your pussy at just the right angle. It gave you a clear view of his chest and tummy. You noticed his stomach muscles fluttering as he tried to contain himself in order to not come prematurely.

But then when his arms feel like they are giving out, he has to gently fall forward and lay on top of your body, still thrusting into you. Then you feel Harry's stomach spasming against yours. "Your tummy feels weird against mine." you say, breaking the rooms silence besides the sounds of sex.

Staying in his position, Harry asks, "What? My stomach contractions you mean?"

"Yeah, and here, lets flip over. Want to ride you." Harry gets off top of you and rotates until he's laying on his back. You situate yourself on his dick again and look down, placing your hands on his flat tummy. "See," you speak and Harry cranes his neck down to look at his stomach, "it flutters nicely. Bet you'd eventually get abs if you did that long enough."

"Hey," Harry growls playfully, "I already have abs and you know it."

You laugh and reply with, "You're right." Then you fall forward and crash your lips to his, feeling his stomach against yours again as the sex continues.

11. Your legs are wrapped around his waist and Harry's on top of your body with his face pressed to the side of your sweaty face. Then you begin to hear Harry let out a string of different curse words into your ear. "Mother fuckin' shit. Jesus christ, babe. Mhm, damn it feels so good."

Knowing fully well what he's referring to, you ask anyways, "What feels good, babe?" as your nails dig into the skin of his back.

"Shit, shit, shit, that. That right there. You clenching 'round m'cock." Harry explains as you purposefully start clenching around his dick to get a reaction from him.

You only giggle but that doesn't last long because a loud moan escapes your mouth when he changes the angle of his hips slightly and hits your g-spot head on.

12. The sex you're having now was planned. Planned to the extent you knew days before it was happening and have candles lit around the bedroom with a towel under your bodies so your fluids don't dirty the bedding. Everything is slow and thought out. You did several minutes of foreplay before the sex even begun.

Now Harry has his hands on your shoulders as his knees are pressed into the bed beside your rib cage, thrusting meticulously into your tight cunt. But suddenly one of his hands abandons your shoulder and he places his sweaty palm above your right breast, directly where your heart lies.

You look up with love in your eyes and ask, "What's that for?"

Harry switches his vision from his hand on your heart to your eyes directly and responds, "Like feeling your heart beat. It's comforting to me in a way. Sorry if its weird."

"Babyyy," you speak softly, "come here." Harry removes his other hand from your shoulder and falls down onto your chest. He presses the side of his face right where he had his hand over your heart beat, now feeling your beating heart on the side of his face. "It's not weird, Harry. It's super heartwarming. Shows me how much you love me, yeah."

13. As you're bouncing on Harry's cock, you feel one of his hands leave your hip and when you open your eyes, you see him give himself a little scratch to his upper chest. A smile grows on your face and Harry notices. "What?" he questions.

You laugh and answer, "Just think its cute how you scratched your itch in the middle of sex."

This has Harry breaking into a laugh as well and he mutters, "Well yeah, had an itch and I wasn't going to ignore it the entire time."

14. You're having sex on the couch. Harry's above you and you're laying on your back, into the soft but firm cushions. But suddenly he stops moving his hips and you let out a whine to show your disapproval.

When you open your once closed eyes, you see Harry gathering his damp fringe that's fallen into his face with his hands and uses the hair elastic from his wrist to tie it into a bun so it's out of his face. "I know, I know. M'hurrying m'love. Just getting my hair out of my face because it kept tickling my nose."

Before you know it, he has the top of his hair into a little messy bun and his hips pick back up thrusting into your pussy. He looks very cute above you now with his little top knot but also equally just as sexy with his glistening chest on display.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

exhibitionism + edging, showing subrry off and telling him what a good boy he is 😵‍💫

*The Club*

Stepping out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around my chest before letting my hair out of the shower cap. I checked the time and was pleased we were on schedule, maybe even a little ahead. Drying off, I dropped the towel to the floor and headed into the main bedroom.

My eyes went to the side of the bed, and a pleased smirk spread on my lips as I saw Harry. His cock was hard, pressing up against his stomach, dripping down on his thighs, crotch, and stomach. A black satin blindfold was tied around his head and except for the chain choker around his neck held closed by a padlock, he was completely naked.

I took a seat by my vanity and did my makeup and my hair for the night before putting in some earrings, rings, and a necklace. Pleased with the look, I walked over to the bed where I'd laid out my outfit for the night. I put on the mesh bra and made sure the extra decorative straps around the waist and back were laid properly before putting on the matching thong.

Pulling up the leather pants, I admired myself in the full-length mirror. The heels I'd picked out for the night were downstairs so for now I was done and all that remained was to get Harry dressed. "Stand" I told him as I grabbed one of my favorite harnesses for him.

Harry slowly got up, getting feeling back in his feet again after kneeling for a long period of time. I stroked my hand over his chest, enjoying seeing how his nipples hardened and his poor cock twitched in eagerness. "Quite excited for tonight aren't you, H?" I asked, moving my hand very slowly down toward his crotch.

Harry opened his mouth to reply before quickly snapping it shut and nodding. I chuckled and flicked his cock with my finger. "Good boy. You may speak until further notice" I told him. Harry put his hands behind his back and groaned as I kept running my fingertips up and down his cock every so gently. "Please, Miss" he keened, his stomach muscles visibly tightening in front of me.

Grinning, I patted his chest. "You should save your begging for later tonight" I told him before I pulled off the blindfold he was wearing. Harry squinted at the light and blinked rapidly a few times before I was his eyes looking me over. "You're so pretty" he whispered and took a second look. "Touch?" he asked quietly as he moved his to his front.

"No. Put this on" I ordered him before walking away to decide the rest of his outfit, smiling as I heard him let out a breath and a slight whimpering sound coming from him. Finding a pair of leather pants that matched mine, I plucked it off the hanger and grabbed a jockstrap.

I signaled for him to put it on while I grabbed him some socks and a button-up shirt to wear while we were driving. "Miss? Help, please?" Harry asked as he couldn't get the harness to lay right as he looked at himself in the mirror. I rolled my eyes. "What would you do without me? So helpless" I tutted as I walked over and started tightening and adjusting the straps so they were perfect.

"I know, Miss. I'm sorry" Harry blushed. "Thank you for helping me, Miss" he said while I grabbed his collar and pulled him towards me. Kissing him slowly, I hummed against his lips as he returned the kiss passionately. He put his hands on my hips and he moved closer while he rubbed his fingers on my exposed skin.

"Please, can I taste you? Want to make you feel so good, Miss, please. I'll be so good, want you" Harry moaned as he asked so nicely. I stroked his cheek. "Get down on your knees" I told him softly, giving him a smile. Harry licked his lips and quickly kneeled, running his hands down my legs.

I stroked his hair while I nudged his crotch with my foot. "Now why would I let a naughty boy have such a treat?" I asked. Harry looked at me confused. "Naughty, Miss?" he asked and I could see his mind going a thousand miles as he thought it over. He jerked his hands off me as if I'd burned him. "I-I" he started apologizing but I just hushed him and put my finger against his lips.

"Don't worry, I'll only add an extra 30 minutes to our playtime for you touching me without permission" I told him with a smile. I gave him his shirt and socks before I told him to get up and follow as I headed downstairs.

After I'd finished getting my heels and blazer on, I grabbed my little clutch. I held out my hand for him to take. He looked at it and went to grab it before he stopped himself and looked at me unsure. "You may touch me now, baby boy" Harry smiled and took my hand.

The drive to the club was just about 40 minutes and the closer we got the more Harry tried to adjust the tight pants around his crotch. "Leave the shirt in the car" I told him as we got to the valet parking. I held my hand up to signal the valet boy to stop, Harry would open the door for me.

Harry took off his shirt quickly before he got out of the car and walked over to my side. Opening the door, he held out his hand for me. I accepted it and stepped out and handed him the clutch before I slipped off the blazer. Giving the valet boy the car keys and a little tip, I grabbed Harry's hand again.

After showing off our member cards and ID, we were finally inside. The music was going, people were dancing, some were playing while some were just chatting. It was exhilarating.

Seeing a free booth area, I led Harry over. "Quite a crowd tonight, everyone had the same idea as us" I said leaning back and taking in everyone. "Mmm" Harry hummed as he looked around too. Some people on the stage caught his eye. It was two women and one man, the man was being whipped by both the ladies.

Smirking, I put my hand on his bulge and squeezed. "Jealous?" I asked as I leaned in. Harry gave a slight nod before a blush spread over his face. "I'm sure something can be arranged" I chuckled and moved my hand to his back.

I laughed loudly and nearly snorted as I listened to Julia telling a story about an incident at work. Our friends had finally arrived after being an hour late and judging by Leo's hair and the marks on his neck and chest- it was easy to see why they'd been late.

"Remind me to never ever work in retail. I don't know how you do it" I told her honestly and took a sip of my water. "Neither do I to be honest" Julie replied with a slight chuckle. We both looked out at the crowd to check on our boys. Harry, Leo, and some of the other boys were talking and laughing on the dancefloor.

"So, will we be seeing you two at the party on Saturday?" Julie asked, sipping her drink. I nodded. "We'll be there! What kind of people will be attending? Need to know where the line is" I asked and looked at her. "Oh, it'll be fellow scene people so you're free to come as you are. Just some drinks but we can still express ourselves" Julie said.

"I'll be sure to book a cab then" I grinned. Leo came and sat down next to Julie and whispered in her ear. Meeting Harry's eyes, I beckoned him over with a finger. While I waited for him to make his way over, Leo slid down to the floor. Julie gave me a smirk as she spread her legs and pulled her skirt up.

We'd been friends a long time and had pretty much seen each other do everything, especially at the club. Harry's face was flushed and there was a slight sheen of sweat all over his chest as he took his seat next to me, his eyes going to Leo who was eagerly lapping at Julie's pussy.

He looked at me hopefully, making me laugh quietly. Pulling him in for a kiss, I tangled my fingers into his hair, loving how he would whimper and moan as I tugged on his hair. "Be good boy and eat you out, Miss? Taste you, make you feel good, please" Harry begged against my lips.

"I think it's time to lose the pants, baby" I told him as I stroked his cheek. Harry nodded and stood up, eagerly starting to push down his leather pants. He slipped his shoes back on and sat down. I pulled the cup on his jockstrap back and pulled his cock out, holding my thumb on his cockhead and running it in circles on the sensitive tip.

Harry moaned and threw his head back as he grasped onto the couch bench we were sitting on. "Fuck! Miss, please" he panted as he turned his head to look at me. "Please what?" I asked him while I kept on rubbing his cockhead. "Cum! Please, can I cum? Need to cum, please" he begged, his fingers turning white from how hard he was clutching the couch, drops of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"Oh, no I don't think so" I smiled, gave his cock a little tug, and took my hand off him. Harry whined and his hips were moving as his cock searched for friction. "You should take off the jockstrap actually, I'll have better access that way" I told him, ignoring how Julie was moaning and cumming right next to me as she wrapped her legs around Leo and pushed his face into her.

Harry let go of the couch and hooked his fingers to the straps and pushed them down. "I'm quite thirsty actually, could you get me a red bull with ice?" I 'asked' while I grabbed a green armband from my clutch and slipped it on Harry's wrist. "You can have water if your thirsty too"

I could see that it was taking his brain longer to take in the words I was saying and fully process them. He looked at his bracelet and I saw his cock twitch. Licking his lips he stood up, his face bright red. "Oh, Harry, would you mind getting me a mojito while you're over there" Julie asked as she gave him a smirk.

He nodded and started to walk over to the bar. "First time alone with the green on" I told Julie while keeping an eye on him. The club had several color codes, a green bracelet meaning the person was free to be touched. Hands were sliding and stroking him everywhere as he made his way to the front of the bar.

Harry groaned as someone squeezed his ass tightly, while another stroked his cock. "A-a red bull with, fuck! Ice please" Harry whimpered as someone pulled on his nipples. "And, a mojito, please" he grasped the edge of the bar and closed his eyes, the feeling of someone spreading his cheeks and pressing a finger against his asshole.

"I'll bring it over" the bartender said as she started making the drinks. "No, please, I'm supposed to get them" Harry spoke up and choked back a moan. "Give this to your dom, I'll be over with the drinks when they're done" Harry accepted the little business card and signed the bill before he started making his way, hands touching him as he went.

He handed over the card before he slid down to the floor and pressed himself as close as possible to me. Reading the card, I chuckled and stroked Harry's hair. I showed it to Julie who also did a little chuckle. "Oh yeah, I've had a few of those. Give them to the subbies they think are likely to drop the drinks. I say she called that one right" I smirked and nodded. "Me too"

Harry was practically shaking, clinging to my legs and waist as he panted, his hard cock dripping precum everywhere. I kept stroking Harry's hair, giving him a chance to calm down a little. Feeling a little pinch on my arm, I looked down quickly with a frown. "Baby?" I asked.

Harry held up the hand with his armband on. "Off, please?" he asked as quietly as he could considering the music and the other people talking. I gave him a comforting smile and nodded. "Want to come sit up here?" I asked as I took off the bracelet, putting it back in my clutch.

He got up and sat down right next to me, almost sitting on my lap. I wrapped my hands around him. "Want a break?" I asked, meeting his eyes. He shook his head quickly. "No! Just want you! Please" he whimpered as he pressed his face into my neck.

I rubbed his back as he sat still for a few minutes. "I'm sorry, Miss" Harry said as he pulled back, a little blush on his face. "What you sorry for?" I asked and took his hand. "For getting overwhelmed. I liked it but it was so much and you weren't there and I wanted you there but I wasn't even that far away and" he rambled, lost in his thoughts.

Cupping his face, I met his eyes. "If we bring out the green armband again, I will be by your side the whole time. Okay? I never want you to be uncomfortable, scared, or worried. I'm going to keep you safe" I told him firmly but lovingly. Harry chewed on his lip before he nodded. "Okay, Miss"

"Good boy" I moved my hands down to his neck and pulled him in for a long, deep kiss, practically feeling Harry melt in my hands. He put one hand on my leg to steady himself as he leaned into the kiss. Reaching down to his cock, I wrapped my fingers around it and started stroking it slowly.

Harry's breath hitched and he let out a quiet moan. "My little boy, having his cock out for all these people. Watching you be such a good boy for me" I told him, keeping the slow pace. "Please" Harry begged with a whine.

I chuckled and took my hand off his cock. "No, no, please, Miss" he complained as he pressed his head against the wall, his cock twitching against his stomach. "See those two chairs? Imagine that you're sitting in one and I in the other. It's so close to the stage that everyone could watch as I played with my boy" I whispered into his ear, running my finger up his shaft.

Harry opened his eyes and looked over at the two chairs I was talking about. "Please, please" he whimpered. "You want everyone to see you be a good boy, baby?" I wrapped my fingers around him again, moving my hand up and down quickly.

"Fuck! Yes, please, Miss, need to cum, please, good boy promise" Harry moaned as his hips rose slightly, thrusting into my hand. Seeing that he was close to actually cumming, I took my hand off him, a smirk growing on my face as the sounds of his whimpers and disappointed sounds went straight to my cunt.

I stroked my hand up and down his chest as he breathed heavily. "I should book the stage one night. Could have you show everyone how good that mouth of yours is before I show everyone how long I can keep you on the brink" I teased, enjoying how his eyes widened and his breath sped up.

"Please" Harry begged as I took hold of his cock. "Yeah? You like that idea, baby? Me showing you off?" I tightened my grip but moved my hand up and down slowly. He nodded, whining quietly. "Be good" he mumbled, his pupils were so wide as he looked at me.

"Always so good for me. Wake me up with your mouth, give me the best foot massages, have the best ass I've ever had the pleasure of fucking and spanking" Harry arched his back, his mouth gasping silently. He was so close, I considered letting him cum.

But I took my hand off him again. "Noo! No, no, please! Miss, please!" He cried as he shifted in his seat, raising his hand before bringing them behind his back so he wouldn't touch himself. "Please, let me cum. I'll do whatever you want, please" he sniffled and squirmed.

"Oh, you want to cum?" I asked, wrapping my hand around his cock. "Yes! Yes, please, want to cum so bad Miss, please need to please" he begged as I stroked my fingertips over his cockhead, his hands coming out from behind his back only so he could press them down into the couch. "So close, Miss, please, please" he begged breathily, his head dropping back.

I jerked him off quickly and with a tight grip. "Open your eyes, look at everyone that's watching you. All of them so jealous" I told him as he lifted his head, opening his eyes and looking around, moving my hand as fast as I could. "Please! Going to cum, Miss, going to, I can't, please" he gasped and held his breath as he started to shoot his cum all over his chest.

Smirking, I looked at him pleased. I kept my fingers around his cock until he was done. "Thank you, thank you, Miss, love you" he mumbled as he tried to open his eyes to look at me. I leaned in and gave him a kiss, stroking his arm. "I love you too, baby. Make me so proud" I told him before letting him rest against me as he was almost asleep. The poor boy was worn out.

When Julie pushed Leo down between her legs again she looked at me. "This is all your fault by the way" I held Harry closer before smirking proudly. "You're welcome"

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Oreos and Pickles

in which you spent 2 years with Harry and a grocery store trip makes you realize it was all secondary...

[Warning- Just angst, fluff if you like close your eyes ig, pregnancy cravings, complicated feelings and a very awful grocery store trip]

A/N- Don't even ask me where these sad things even come from

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"Why do they have Oreos so far back?!" You whined as you walked down the lines and lines of grocery racks. Harry laughed beside you and slid one of his arms around your waist while other held onto the trolley.

"Why don't you stay here and choose which pickle you want, and I will be back with your oreos, okay?" Harry said, and you nodded quickly, ready to go home as quickly as you could. Harry gave you a kiss on the forehead and walked forward while you chose from the plathora of pickles.

This pregnancy has made you weird. You used to be one of those people who would make faces while seeing pregnant people eat weird things like cucumber and ice cream and now you're one of those people and your weird craving of the month has been oreos and pickles.

You sighed and took out two jars of lemon pickles and decided to just walk towards your boyfriend since he was taking ages to get a packet of oreos.

As Harry came into your view, so did someone else.

"So how have you been?" You heard them ask to your boyfriend who was picking on loose threads of his sweater, which was one of his nervous ticks.

You quickly moved towards him, thinking he might need comforting. Harry wasn't very talkative person even ordering his coffee gave him so much anxiety that he brought an overpriced coffee machine. So, you didn't think much of it.

"Hey babe, you found oreos?" you asked as you came to stand beside him. The person's eyes went from him to you, and it's then you realized that they both were wearing the same shocked nervous expression.

"Yeah- um here" He took the jars from your hands and put them in the trolley with oreos.

"Who's this?" You whisper asked, not wanting to be rude if this was someone you already knew. It was hard for you to remember people, especially their names. That's why you and Harry fit so perfectly, he would remember people for you while you talked wherever he couldn't.

A perfect team as he called it.

"Hi I'm Allison" She put forward her hand to shake and you took it shaking it happily.

"She" He cleared his throat, "She's my ex wife" He said the last part almost in whisper. You eyes widened but you quickly got your shit together.

"Oh it's so nice to meet you, I'm Y/N" You introduced yourself. Harry never talked about his ex wife, you knew he was divorced and very much depressed considering you two met at the same therapist office when the receptionist accidentally appointed both of you at the same time.

Anytime you would ask, a certain sadness would cloud over his eyes, and his face would morph into a frown, so you stopped asking. If he wanted, he would tell you at his own pace.

The two of them kept staring at each other, not saying a word, and you felt a bit uncomfortable. It might have been your pregnancy hormones you didn't know, but an unknown deep pit sat in your heart.

"I will get some more things over there" You said quickly walking over to the other side still in earshot before Harry could say anything.

You winced as your sore feet ached more from walking.

You just wanted to go home.

"How have things been?" Allison asked but your back was turned so you couldn't see Harry's reaction.

"Good ya really good" He replied and you felt a relief. Why? You didn't know. You trusted Harry he would never break your trust.

"That's good to hear Harry" She replied and from her tone you guessed she was smiling maybe not really but a smile indeed.

"What about you? When did you move here?" He asked and that's when you turned not fully but enough you could look at him sideways.

They were still in their own bubble, eyes locked but neither of them were in present you saw the longing in them, maybe in both of them but you could only speak of Harry's.

You had never felt so out of place near your own boyfriend. For a second, it felt like you didn't belong here like you had separated two lovers, but you did neither of those things. You weren't some other woman who stole someone else's man, but why did it feel like you were?

"I'm just here for a work meeting. It went well so" You heard her speak signaling to the wine in her trolley.

"That's great. Congratulations" Harry said, you picked out more things from the racks you didn't need but you would rather walk home than go in between that awkward conversation.

But you had to cause now your hands were full. You sighed and started walking back, Harry gave you the gentle smile he always give when you wince while the woman's eyes followed your every move.

You stood beside Harry again and saw her eyes flick down to your grocery trolley when Harry put down the stuff you brought over.

"Pickles and Oreos? You hate both of those things" she said with a small chuckle.

"It's for her not me" Harry just gave her a small smile while you shifted your weight on your feet.

You wanted to go home.

It might have been your dramatic brain but you saw the moment realization hit her. When her brain put the two and two together, her eyes flicked towards you and then towards Harry.

"Oh, Congratulations!" She said with choked words but you knew she was forcing it. You gave her a smile and looked at Harry who opened his mouth and then closed it as if he was about to speak.

Like he had an explanation. An excuse.

"I will go to counter for billing" You said a little bit snappy which you didn't mean but he hurt. The pregnancy wasn't planned but what was he about to say? Why he looked like he wanted to explain it to her?

Harry hesitate a bit, you saw it how his legs froze for a second and now they looked like they both wanted to stay there but you didn't.

You had no hard feelings towards her, but you did feel it was wrong. Like this whole meeting of the grocery store was wrong, a glitch in matrix that wasn't supposed to happen.

But no matter what was wrong and what was right, you knew one thing loud and clear.

Harry will never love you like he loved her.

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Harry's Pov

it was in my drafts, so I posted it cause I haven't posted in very long.

I've almost settled in my room, but still, it's new, and I have so many classes. I hope you guys understand that I can't update very much. I will update the stages of grief, and I'm so so sorry it's delaying sm.

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Always a Fineline

warnings - little angstyyy blurb!

summary - basically just you and harry divorcing. lol.

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There sat the divorce papers between you and your husband, Harry.

Nothing had worked, you’d both been doing couples counselling and tried to build the love back up with endless dates and nights with just the two of you.

Still nothing.

You two weren’t toxic to each other, no, the spark between you both just wasn’t there anymore. It’s like the love between you and Harry had died down, all that was left was an empty hole in both of your hearts.

You met Harry while he was alone at a bar in 2013, from there you both built a really good relationship that soon turned romantic with Harry finally getting down onto one knee in 2016. Now, 2 years later you were both sat at the table Anne gave you and Harry after you’d both moved into the new house.

Harry stared down at the piece of paper, a sad gloomy dew clouding his eyes, the green appearing almost a dark grey colour.

Signing this paper was the last thing you’d have to do before parting ways for good.

“Who gets the house..?” Harry asks, holding the tip of the pen just above the signature box on the form, a frown prominent on his lips, eyes never leaving the paper.

“H, we already talked about this. I’m okay with staying with my parents till I get my new apartment.” You lean back in your chair slightly, eyes still on the curly headed boy you’d thought you’d always call home.

Harry nods sadly, bringing the pen down onto the paper, signing his name slowly before dropping it onto the page, sliding it across to the middle of the table. Yet, he still doesn’t look at you, his eyes still find his way to either the table, the wall behind you or the piece of paper.

“So.. that’s it?” He almost whispers, shrugging one shoulder, finally his eyes meet yours, both your hearts almost break, seeing the visible pain and tiredness on both of your faces, dark circles under your eyes from the lack of sleep due to the build up of this moment.

“You’ll be okay, Harry. I’m still gonna be here for you.” You smile sadly, trying to lighten the mood, even though there’s nothing light about this.

He shakes his head. “It won’t be the same as it was, Y/N. You know that.” He frowns, his head bowing down once again to avoid eye contact.

You stand up, walking around to his side of the table, hands softly coming in contact with his jaw, picking his face up so he’s looking up at you, like he’d always do when you were sad. “I know it won’t be the same, H. But we have to do this, do it for the sake of our mental health. All we’re doing is going around in circles, It’s an endless cycle of this.. of us.” You choke on a sob at the end, tears finally spilling out of your eyes.

Harry had tried so hard to be strong and not breakdown in front of you, but seeing you cry did it for him. Endless tears are shared between the two of you in what seems to be your last moments close to each other. “I still love you though Y/N.”

“Do you really love me or do you just love the thought of me being around you. Think about it Harry, our love is gone.” You lean down, pressing your forehead against his as you both cry, thumbs caressing the pads of his cheeks.

“I really wanted forever.” He whispers.

“Forever in another lifetime, i promise. We’ll be alright.”

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2021, Las Vegas.

The screams of fans roar through the MGM Grand Garden Arena, it was his first show of Love On Tour where he’d debut his latest Fineline album.

Taking the place onto the centre of the stage, a crew member passes him his guitar as the stage rises up slightly, “This is a special one to me, i know a lot of you have been dying to hear it. I hope you love this song as much as I do.” He smiles, clapping and awes can be heard all around the stage.

The first strum of the guitar to the beat of Fineline is played, Harry takes a deep breath, a sudden emotion coming over him in a flashback of how this song was made. Who inspired this special song to him.

“Put a price on emotion, I’m looking for something to buy.”

“You’ve got my devotion, but man I can hate you sometimes.”

Singing from the crowd can be heard, harmonising Harry in a way no other concert could compare.

“We’ll be a fineline.”

“We’ll be a fineline.”

“We’ll be a fineline.”

Somewhere through the song Harry had closed his eyes, he finally opened them, looking out to the crowd, something in him tells him to take a quick glance up to the VIP box, so he does.

It takes time for him to recognise the person peering over the edge, before it clicks. Y/N.

The person that inspired him to make this album was watching Harry like a hunter show this special album of his to the world.

A small smile cracks at his lips before returning his eyes back to the crowd.

Maybe they will be a fineline.

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TBH THIS WAS REALLY BAD AND SHORT CONSIDERING BUT IT IS MY FIRST EVERY WRITING PIECE SO DONT FEEL BAD IF YOU CRINGE BAHAHA!! PLEASE GIVE ME FEEDBACK LOVE YA! I AM ALSO NEW TO WRITING SO THERES PROBS ALOT OF GRAMMAR ISSUES ALSO COS I RUSHED THIS WHILE LISTENING TO MONTELL FISH 😭

i dont exactly like this so feel free to skip like the whole thing!! this is my first time writing a piece like this even though i have many drafts put away, but I wanna say a big thank you to my kind friend @harringtons-honey for quite literally helping me for tips with my writing, i want to truly give you the world for that!!

words of love by harry styles

Hey! Where’s the sequel to Out of a dream? I really enjoyed this blurb and I’m really looking forward to it!!!

HI LOVELY!! it’s still currently in the making (yes i am so sorry it’s been months.) but it should be published around next week as i have a lot of times on my hands then!! thank you for tuning in! 💞