Punk Harry Series Part 3

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. 

Word Count: 467

Do you know if any pirate au’s that aren’t sits or the one by domesticharry x Thank you so much ❤️

Hello! I’ve done my best:

Sail Across Me by iwillpaintasongforlou:

Summary: Harry is a prince that is about to be forced into marriage against his will and running away to sea seems like a much better option. Louis is the captain of the infamous pirate ship The Rogue and he has a thing for helping defenseless creatures. Especially when they’re as pretty as this one.

Word count: 21,706

These Hands Not Fit For Holding by MiniMangaFan:

Summary: Or, Harry is the captain of a pirate ship, and Louis is an accidental stowaway.

Word count: 46,016

Liberté by larriebane:

Summary: AU. 1647. “Pretending you don’t have a heart is not the best way to not get it broken. It’s just the easiest.”

Word count: 64,603

Set Sail With No Compass by zarah5:

Summary: Pirate AU. That’s it; that’s the summary.

Word count: 4,778

If you’ll be my star, I’ll be your sky by MANGAMANIAC666:

Summary: “You know,” He whispered. “The pirate way is to take your pretty finger with the ring. If you want to keep your lovely hand you have to give me something else of value.”

Louis swallowed again, harder this time. “I don’t have anything else.” He mumbled worriedly. Averting his eyes.

The pirate grinned. “Oh, but I think you do.”

Word count: 42,779

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Punk Harry Series Part Four

Part 3

He Asks You Out Part 2: (I’m going to make up the band members names, honestly don’t think that’s something anyone cares about. If so just tell me and I’ll change it to something more choice friendly. And I’ll put a key too if it really bothers anyone that I’m naming them.) “Um, hi.” You heard the little voice from behind you. You had been sorting out all your make up for the band on the tables. You had Peter’s on the last table on the left, he had a more dark yellowish skin tone. Next to him was Lacey, she was very fair but had a pink undertone. Next to her was Sydney, she was also fair but with a yellow undertone, but with her hair colored jet black you had decided to cover it with a pink undertone foundation to compliment the color. Next to her was Randy, he was basically the only tan one out of the group, so that made your life a little bit easy. 

“Hi.” You pause, before continuing to place down Randy’s concealer. He did a lot of the writing for the group, so with all the late nights he had bad dark circles. He required a lot of coverage with his concealer, which also means a lot of time to let it set. 

“I wanted to talk to you about last night.” He said, you looked at him through the mirror, finally acknowledging Harry’s presence for the first time, he had his hands in his pockets, back hunched, he was also kicking the floor awkwardly. He was nervous.

And strangely, you found that endearing. But, you still didn’t like him like he very obviously likes you. 

“There really isn’t anything to talk about.” You said as you walked over to Peter’s approved wardrobe, starting to pick out his clothes for tonight’s show. 

“Um, I think there might be just a little to talk about.” He said sarcastically.

“Okay, let’s talk. You kissed me. I don’t date coworkers. And you, my friend, are a coworker. Get it in your head, I’m. Not. Interested.” You said turning to him violently. 

“Oh, okay,” He said, his voice suddenly a lot quieter. He sounded like he had just been internally wounded. And you might just feel a little bad about it, but you weren’t about to take it back. Tough love. “I just, I don’t want you to think that I’m only interested in you physically. I realized after you left that it could have come across that way. I wanted to insure you that I’m not like that. I actually am interested you because you’re honestly a great woman. You’re obviously very, very beautiful, so beautiful, you’re healthy, and smart, and funny, and passionate, and so so talented. I get this, weird, feeling in my stomach when I see you. And, I understand that you don’t see me like that, you made that very obvious just now, and I wouldn’t want to push myself on you like that. So, I’ll keep my distance. I hope we can still be friendly though.” He said before quickly walking out the door.  You couldn’t help but notice his eyes starting to tear towards the end, prompting his rush to run off along with the plummeting of your heart. 

You didn’t even have the chance to say anything before the band loaded into the room.

You had let him go, and you couldn’t help but get this feeling like you had just made a big mistake.

Word Count: 587

Punk Harry Series Part 11

Part 10

Masterlist

First Real Fight:

"Okay what the fuck is going on with you?" You asked Harry as soon as you two were alone in his car. "What do you mean?" He asked and you rolled your eyes as he pulled into the street. "You have literally been over my fucking shoulder all day. You haven't let me talk to one guy. Not even the damn waiter when he asked me what I wanted to drink. Like what the fuck Harry?" You asked and he laughed. "Yeah well maybe if you didn't dress like that guys wouldn't be all over you. I mean, you practically cheat on me right in front of me." He said and you froze. Cheating was the one thing you hated talking about. It was the one thing you couldn't handle. Your ex had cheated on you with some prostitute in your own bed and it had really fucked you up for the long run. "Did you really just say that to me?" You asked, not even turning to look at him. "Well, look at you!" He asked, not even a ounce of compassion in his tone. You sighed, tears starting to well in your eyes. "Pull over." You said sternly. "What?" He asked confused. "I SAID PULL OVER HARRY PULL OVER NOW!" You yelled and he quickly pulled over. You whipped the door open and jumped out, pulling your cardigan father around you. It was 9:30 at night and there was a little wind, you were already cold. "Fine, fuck you. I'm going home." He said before he shut the door. "Yeah what home? You live with me asshole!" You yelled as he drove off, leaving you alone on the street. You watched as his car sped away. You pulled out your phone went to maps and found where you were before calling an uber and getting yourself a ride home. You were thankful Harry hadn't beaten you there, which of course meant he was probably out doing god knows what. But you didn't care, you didn't even want to see his face then. For all you know, your relationship was over.

Word Count: 356

Punk Harry Series Part 7

Part 6

Masterlist

First Kiss: You were in a panic. It was 4 hours to show time and everything was running behind schedule. But that wasn't the end of it. No, Sydney decided she wanted to color her hair. Going from jet black to lilac. Colors on the opposite of the wheel. Which also meant that you had to change up her make up routine to account for this sudden change in her hair color. She has a yellow undertone but with the black hair you decided to cover it with a pink undertone so it would compliment the color. But then she decided to change it and now you have to change everything as well. Of course it didn't stop there. She had also gone to see a speaker at some hole in the wall poet society place and guess she felt as if he changed her life. She said that the aura around her felt natural and green that she now wants to unite the nations with some green bullshit. Basically she now wants makeup that is made with all natural resources and isn't tested on animals. Which is like 3% of all makeup companies in the world. "Hey, how's life-whoa, who died in here?" You heard Harry's voice say behind you. You whipped around, probably looking like an idiot. You could feel yourself sweating, your hair was everywhere and you arms were whipping around like flags in strong wind. "Everything in my life is falling apart!" You exclaimed and he smiled coming over and gripping your shoulders to stabilize you. "What could possibly be going on that could ruin your whole life?" He asked kind of laughing at you. You started to explain the situation of course you were rambling so you were sure he heard less than 12% of what you said. You were half way through explaining how many companies made makeup that went by her requirements when you felt him press his lips to yours. It was kind of perfect. It wasn't too passionate just, skin on skin. No movement or tongue just lips pressed to lips. It was also your first real kiss as a couple. Nothing like that spastic kiss he gave you when you were on guard duty. This was good, this was wanted by both of you. 

Word Count: 384