Punk Harry Series Part Two

Punk Harry Series Part Two

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He Admits He Likes You To Someone Else(his POV):

"Believe it or not, but you've been staring for, 20 minutes now and you actually haven't blinked once." Vince, my fellow body guard said. "I uh, I don't, I don't want to miss anything. You know, it only takes a second for someone to pull a trigger. Could happen any minute yanno?" I said trying to play it off that I wasn't just starring hard core. "Don't lie to me, you've been watching her like a hawk. Why don't you just ask her out? I mean, Y/N's really cool, and I think you guys would do well together." He said and I laughed. "Yeah, right after she stopped hating me. She can't stand me. She literally tenses every time I walk into a room. And I don't like her, that wouldn't be appropriate. We're coworkers, we couldn't. Even if I did like her, which I don't, it wouldn't work." I said and he smiled. "Okay, so why don't you just convince yourself of that before trying to convince me yeah? Also just talk to her? There, problem solved." He joked and I laughed. "Yeah no, I don't think it's my personality she hates. More like the piercings and tattoos." I said and he laughed. "Have you ever looked at her face up close? Or seen the back of her neck? She had her nose pierced and like her whole ear pierced. And she has a watercolor tattoo of a tree on the back of her neck. She'd be a bit of a hypocrite if she didn't like you for your looks." He said and I frowned. "Then why is she so hostile towards me?" I questioned. "Well, I may or may not have overheard her talking with the stylists. I guess she just had a pretty bad break up with her last boyfriend like, two weeks ago. He didn't like the fact that she would be leaving for the tour and he wanted her to quit. But she told him no, because her career is more important. Guess he didn't like that, so he fucked another girl in her bed. And I guess he had looks similar to yours." He said and I nodded, taking it all in. "What a dick. She put her career before him so he cheats on her, in her own bed?" I asked and he nodded. "Guess he told her roommate that she was going to help him rearrange her room as a going away present and he told her to tell him when she came home so he would know. Roommate never even suspected it." He said and I nodded. "So, she's just reminded of him every time she sees me?" I asked and he nodded. "Looks like I'm going to have to change that." I smiled and he nodded. "So, from what I'm hearing, you do like her?" He asked and I laughed. "Wow, what gave it away?"

Word Count: 496

(Ok this pic has nothing to do with the outcome of this part I just thought it was funny as fuck and super fucking cute so..)

Punk Harry Series Part 12

Part 11

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Make Up Harry's POV "So how are you and Y/N?" Lacey's asked wiggling her eyebrows. I wasn't planning on doing anything just staying in my motel and working out all day. But she called and asked me to lunch so here I am, sitting on the deck portion of some cafe in Los Angeles eating some weird salad and talking about my maybe ex-girlfriend. "We're um, we're on the rocks right now." I said, not wanting to really get into it. When I talk about Y/N I get all emotional. And don't get me wrong I'm not afraid to cry in front of a anyone but, I'm head of security for Lacey's band. If I break down and cry in front of her, I could make it look like I can't keep them all safe. "What? Why? You two are perfect together!" She exclaimed sitting forward. "I'd really rather not get into it." I said, smiling to her even though I'd like to crawl into a corner and die. "No, not acceptable, tell me what happened." She demanded and I sighed. "Fine but when I start explaining don't interrupt me, I know what I did was wrong but I’m too nervous and stubborn to admit it.” I said and she sat back and nodded. "About a week ago, I took Y/N to a concert and then after we went for dinner. It wasn't anything fancy just The 1975 and burgers and shakes after. But, Lacey I swear everywhere we went I caught guys and even some girls checking her out. I got jealous quickly. Yeah, I know, she loves me, not them, I'm aware. But, like hell I was thinking like that when I saw some prick go for a feel. I grabbed his hand and yanked him away, but did Y/N see that? No. After that I kind of started to answer for her, kind of hide her away. I tucked her into me, had an arm on her at all times, and when someone asked her something I didn't even give her the chance to answer. She got angry, I called her a whore basically, and then she got out of the car and I left her in the street. I know it was bad, but I was angry then, I wasn't thinking." I said and she nodded. "Are thinking of apologizing to her?" She asked and I nodded. "Yeah, I've just been too nervous to actually do it. I mentioned cheating Lace. Y/N's ex cheated on her, it's her biggest fear, her deepest scar and I just tore the scab off. I reopened that wound and it makes me scared she might not take me back now." I said and she nodded. "Well, why don't you ask her." She said and I looked at her questioningly. It wasn't like she was here or- I slowly turned around to find Y/N, standing on the other side of the fence, she has clearly heard everything. I slowly stood up and walked over to her. "You know that when I commit to something, I don't go back. What is making you think otherwise?" She asked taking my cheeks in her hands and pulling me closer. "Look at you Y/N. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. When I was growing up with all these tattoos and piercings, a girl like you looked at me one time, it was only because I standing in her way. Girls like you didn't acknowledge my existence in high school or even after. And now, here I am, tattoos and all, and there's this smoking hot girl who wants to be with me. That isn't something I'm used to. I guess, I thought that when you saw a guy was interested in you, you could easily see them as better than me." I confessed and she smiled. "I highly doubt anyone other than you could put up with all this for more than a week, and I highly doubt he would run out to get me tea at 2 am because I asked him nicely. Harry, I don't know about you, but if things keep going the way they're going, you sir, may just be it for me." She said and I smiled. "I think you may be it for me too." I said before leaning down and pressing my lips to hers. "One questions though?" I said, pulling away from Y/N. "How did you know she would be behind me?" I asked Lacey and she smiled. "Y/N called me to tell me you two had had a fight, and like, you guys are our tour mom and dad, you can't fight. So I may have taken it into my owns hands to invite you both to lunch, and get one of you to confess. Wasn't all that hard really." She said and I smiled before kissing Y/N again. "Well, I'm pretty glad you did." I said looking at her.

Word Count: 836

A list of every smut piece.

I’ve only come to realization with a recent ask that I have the greatest tendency to forget the writer and/or the title of something I’ve already read before.

Whether you’re a writer or a reader, reblog or send an ask of any smut writing you know and help make me and people re-live the happiness by reading them again!

Blue Suede Shoes by @wishfulharrie

Mouthy by @hazzlot

You’re Drunk by @heyyyharry

Giving In by @trulymadlysydney

His First. by @iloveyouhaz

3:18 AM by @xswimbeforeyoudrownx

Milkshakes and all smut pieces by @xswimbeforeyoudrownx

All smut pieces by @permanentcross

Butternut by @trumanxstyles

Crop tops by @legandaryharry

Soulmates by @tillthelandslide

after. by @homemadeharry

Dinner by @hxrrysfreak

Baby it’s too cold by @hsrryangels

Drabble # 19 by @all-the-love-harold

Healing and all smut pieces by @littledreamybeth

All smut pieces by @jawllines

Flipped and all smut pieces by @hazzlot

Touch by @bribe-the-door

Stressed by @harryslittlelovehandles

Popsicles And Kiwis by @majorharry

Punk Harry Series Part Nine

Part 8

Masterlist

Punk Harry: I Love You "No, okay, that is not your shade. You need a deep red, I'm think sin by Mac." You laughed pulling the deep purple lipstick away from Harry. You both had decided for fun you'd do his makeup. But, it seems like he's having more fun than you. "Okay, so, how do we help my dark circles?" He asked, leaning forward on his knees and you laughed, brushing makeup forever foundation on his cheeks. "Well, typically I just need a medium coverage concealer and a little yellow correcting powder to help it set and cover but you. You'll need red correcting concealer under full coverage concealer and then the yellow powder." You said and he nodded, smudging the foundation you were putting on his chin onto his lips. You continued through till you got to his lips. At this point he had a very intense black and silver smokey eye, his contour was so sharp it could give you a paper cut and his eyelashes were so long they made wind when he blinked. It was silent as you were lining his lips with the deep, almost brown, lip liner. You could feel him watching you, but you weren't creeped out. You barely noticed really. "Um, Y/N/N." He said and you pulled the liner away, looking up his eyes, which were already looking into yours. "Yeah?" You asked. "Um, I love you." He said suddenly. You were shocked. To say the least. You hadn’t been in love since your last relationship, and that didn't end too well. You and Harry had been together only six months, was that long enough to fall in love? Then you realized, as you looked at his almost done makeup face, it definitely was. "Too soon?" He asked, before you could even shake your head he was standing up, with his head hung low. He started to walk towards the door when you called out for him. "Harry, babe wait." You said, gently grabbing his arm. "Baby, I love you too." You said and he smiled so wide before picking you up and twirling you around. "Ya." He said quietly as he set you down, you laughed loudly at that. "That would have been really embarrassing, I told everyone I was telling you and if I had to say you didn't say it back, I would have died." He said and you smiled. "Please, you would have died but not for that reason. Baby, your lipstick isn't even finished." You laughed and he ran over to the mirror before groaning. "I almost left the room like this, with only my lips lined. I can't leave without them finished. Quick finish me so I can go flaunt my face." 

Word Count: 459

Punk Harry Series Part 14

Part 13

Masterlist

He Meets Your Parents: It was cramped in your apartment. Your parents decided to make a surprise visit while your brother was in California for a baseball tournament. They were staying at a hotel about two hours away but they decided to come up and visit you anyway. So of course, the first thing that popped into your mind was, Harry needs to meet them. You two were really serious and it was about time he met your parents. You had already met his so what was the harm right? So now, you were on the phone with Harry, trying to warn him you were all on your way to his house. "Y/N, what the fuck, you know they won't like me!" He said, you could hear him rushing around, probably doing a lot of last minute cleaning. "Well, my brother will love you, my mom, she'll like you too, but my dad might need a bit of warming up to." You said. Your brother wasn't a problem, he may be a jock but he was very open minded. Your mom, yeah she was old fashioned but she was a lot like Harry's mom. She just didn't approve of it underage. She said you could get all the tattoos you want, once you're eighteen. Your dad? He was a different story. It took you five years to convince him to let you get your nose pierced. And even after you did it he didn't even look at you for a whole week. You did everything he didn't want you to do. You got tattoos and piercings, you fought with him over how sexist he was, you moved all the way across the country to be a makeup artist. He wanted a clean daughter, one who followed tradition and worked until she was married, one who worked as a receptionist or something non permanent. He wanted you to be independent and get a job to support yourself but when you got married he wanted you to quit and become a housewife. But those obviously weren't your plans. "We're here." You said to Harry before hanging up. You smiled to your family as you walked up to his front door, typing in the password he gave you to open it. "Harry!" You called as you showed your family where to take off their shoes. Harry was a neat freak, if you didn't convince him otherwise he was going to leave slippers at the door for people to wear instead of their shoes. Luckily, you managed to convince him that that was weird. "Hi." Harry said, rounding the corner to the door. "Mom, Dad, Y/B/N, this is my boyfriend Harry Styles. Harry this is my Mom, Y/M/N, my Dad, Y/D/N, and my brother Y/B/N." You said introducing him to everyone. "It's so nice to meet you all." You had all moved to the living room, you sat next to Harry while your family sat on the couch across from you two. "So, Harry, what do you do for a living?" Your father asked. "I'm head of security for the band Y/N and I work for." He said and you looked back to see your father's reaction. He was surprised. You could tell he expected him to be a tattoo artist or a mcDonald's employee. "Interesting." He said and Harry smiled. "If you'd like, I can show you the security system I have on this place. Top of the line, no one comes or leaves without me knowing." Harry said and your dad nodded, clearly very surprised about him. "Maybe some other time. I am impressed by your intellect and secure manor, it'll be good for Y/N. Say you two last, when you marry she'll have someone to depend on. She can finally quit her job and become a housewife without worrying about the financial issues." He said and you, slowly close your eyes in utter embarrassment and shame. You really thought your father could go one evening without bringing up his "plans" for you. You've always been so embarrassed of how old fashioned he is. And you know, Harry being himself, is going to say something. You tried to warn Harry not to do anything to drastic by squeezing his side, but it was no use. "Oh, she doesn't have to quit her job. She loves her job, if we marry, maybe I'll quit my job and depend on her financially." He tried to joke but you saw it. You saw the way not only he tensed when he heard what you father said, but you saw the way your father's whole demeanor changed when those words fell from Harry's mouth. "You will do no such thing, you’re the man. You provide the money. She does the housework, I will not have my daughter marry someone so low." He said, standing up. Harry stood as well, which caused you and your mother to stand. "You’re one of those people aren't you? The ones that thinks women are equal to men? No, daughter of mine will be with one of those scums." Your father spat. You rolled your eyes as you felt Harry's whole body tense, but then his body calmed, which surprised you. "Y/N is my partner, she is equal to me in every aspect. There was a time in life where men were valued more because they were physically stronger, but those were the cavemen times. Today, we need the intellectually smarter, the people who are more creative. And those people can be woman or men. And if Y/N chooses to be with me then you can't stop her-" "-Enough. I am through with hearing your trash. This new generation thinks they can change everything. This is tradition. This is the way it's always been." Your father said and Harry smiled. "If it was tradition to cut off your leg when you turn twenty would you do it? Would you follow that tradition?" Harry asked and your father went silent, before grabbing your mother's arm and dragging her from the house. "Uh, well, I like you Harry." Y/B/N said and you laughed before giving him a hug. "I know you probably won't hear the end of this so if you want you can stay with me for the night. He'll have cooled down by tomorrow." You offered to him and he smiled and nodded. 

THIS ISN'T BASED ON ANYONE I KNOW, MY FATHER ISN'T LIKE THIS AT ALL. NEITHER IS ANYONE ELSE THAT I AM AWARE OF. THIS IS SOLELY BASED OFF THE ASSHOLE COUPLE THAT SAT BEHIND ME AT CHURCH YESTERDAY AND WHAT I THINK RUNS THROUGH THEIR HEAD

Word Count: 1123

Punk Harry Series Part 6

Part 5

Date:

(Please, if you haven't already been to where they're going on the date just google it, it'll make it easier to understand) You were surprised with how quickly Harry had planned your date. Most guys think they need to wait like 3-5 days before contacting you again but Harry, he had planned it for this Thursday night. You said yes on Tuesday. 

You were actually perfectly okay with this, you liked Harry. And you realized the other day, you not being into him actually meant no one could be into him. You figured that was probably unfair so why not give the kid a chance right?

Harry showed up at your hotel room at 5:00 that night, dressed in his typical black cotton tee, black skinnies, and his worn out brown leather boots. You were glad you had dressed casually seeing as he hadn’t provided any warning for what you two would be doing. You were dressed in a pair of black vans, matching Harry with black skinnies, and a band t-shirt you had liked in high school. Your makeup of course was done to the nines, while your hair was styled for simple beach waves.

“You look good Y/N.” Harry said as you opened the door. You grabbed your over the shoulder fringe purse, you weren’t a purse girl but you need something to put your touch up make up in and it’s not like you could take a back pack.

“Thanks, you don’t look different.” you laughed and he smiled down to you. “So what are we doing?” You asked as you two loaded into the elevator. 

“Well, first we’re going to go to sky zone, then probably burgers or pizza, I haven’t decided which. Probably which ever one offers milkshakes.” He said and you laughed as you walked out of the hotel. 

“Most guys would have told me to wait and let it be a surprise.” You commented as valet brought his red beauty back. 

“Yeah well, I’m not a fan of surprises, don’t want to be a hypocrite now do I?” He asked and You laughed but shook your head. 

The car ride was short, apparently sky zone was only like fifteen minutes away from out hotel. You two went in and were told to take off your shoes and leave your phones with the office lady.

You quickly learned that although his long legs allowed him to walk quickly, they didn’t allow him to jump stably. Multiple times had Harry crashed into you or fell down either onto you or just on the mat entirely. And he quickly discovered you had been a gymnast for 10 years and still had all the skills to prove it. You flipped and jumped and tumbled around the mats like you owned them.

“Wait do that long flippy thing again!” Harry begged as you stood next him, trying to catch your breath. He had been asking you to tumble for fifteen minutes now and you were extremely tired. 

“I literally can’t anymore, my legs and arms feel like they could give any moment.” You explained and he smirked down to you. 

Suddenly you felt the ground beneath you vanish and you realized this giant oaf had picked you up

“What are you doing?” you asked as he bounced you both over to the exit.

“Can’t have my date passing out now can I? I’ll just carry you the rest of the day, forever ever and ever basically.” He said before setting you down on the bench and passing you your shoes before he put on his own. As you put on your shoes he went to go get your phones.

You two quickly found a place about three blocks away that sold both pizza, burgers, and milkshakes. 

The night seemed almost perfect. You were honest sick of the typical, dinner and a movie, amusement park, or museum. Sky Zone and milkshakes was just what you needed. 

Maybe Harry was just what you needed too.

Word Count: 668