Punk Harry Series Part 13

Punk Harry Series Part 13

Part 12

Masterlist

You Meet His Family:

It was Christmas Morning. On a normal Christmas, you'd be with your family, in Massachusetts. But this year, your parents decided to take a trip to the Bora Bora for the holiday, without you. So now, here you are, in Harry's new house. Which he bought last month and you two had finally just finished the moving in process. Today was a big day, for a lot of people. This was Harry's first Christmas in his new home, your first Christmas with harry. And the big one, the day you meet Harry's family. He had flown them all over from the UK for the week and you were spending the whole day with them. To say you were nervous was an understatement. You weren't nervous about them liking you, all your life you'd been a kind, caring person and you've always been very likable. You knew you'd all get along. It was just the whole, if they don't like even one thing, they have the power to easily break up your relationship. That's what made you nervous. "They'll be here in about four hours, so I'll take care of the cooking and cleaning and all that, you just take your time and get ready." Harry said leaning over to you and kissing your forehead. You smiled and nodded before you both got out of bed. You grabbed your rather large box of make up and went into the master bathroom. Harry's house was actually very nice. Three bedroom, two and half bathrooms, and Harry even turned the basement into his own little gym. Of course, your favorite was the master bathroom. It not only had a jacuzzi tub, but it had a built in vanity. You had already taken over that. Your makeup and hair supplies were crammed in there. Of course only the necessities. Most of your stuff was at your apartment. Which was not so coincidentally only a ten minute drive away. You had planned on wearing a black and white collared dress which came up to a little above your knee and for your hair you decided a high sock bun would do perfectly. Then for your make up you did the typically for your face but toned down your contour and highlight because the outfit was rather innocent, you didn't want to have these intensely chiseled cheek bones with that kind of outfit. Then for your eyes you did a slight nude and black smokey eye with winged eyeliner and then a deep red lip. You walked downstairs to see Harry bent over, head practically in the oven as he checked the temperature of the turkey. "Hey, babe." You called and he jumped but managed to turn to you without getting third degree burns. "Fuck Y/N, you scared the bloody shit out of me." He said, with an oven mit covered hand over his heart. "Yeah oops, but uh, next time, try not stick your whole head in the oven. If you want to avoid a trip the the ER anyway." You said and he sarcastically laughed at you. You smiled before walking over and wrapping your arms around his waist. After another hour the dreaded door bell finally rang. While you, slowly and shakily stood up, your tattooed punk boyfriend bounced off the sofa and ran to the door like a little kid on their birthday. You're pretty sure he even giggled a little bit. You smiled as you watched him hug who you assumed to be his mother and sister, harry said only his step dad was coming so you guessed that was the man who was closing the door behind them all. "Um, guys, this is Y\N, my girlfriend." Harry said pulling you over. You smiled and shook all of their hands, you managed to get out a "nice you meet you all." As well. The day went lovely, Anne was a complete sweetheart. She was always helping Harry when it came to the rest of the cooking and she even went as far as getting you a gift as well. It was right then that you thanked Harry so much for signing your name on the gifts he got them all. You would have felt like a complete bitch if he hadn't. Gemma was quiet, but you had a feeling that if you stayed around long enough you'd see her real side. Especially considering what a wild child Harry has described her to be. Robin was a very nice man, you could see how much he loved Anne, whenever he looked at her it was like he was watching his whole life walk right by him. It just reminded you that love really does happen, even for the older generation. Dinner was eaten and Gemma and Harry were talking about old embarrassing memories when you heard Anne call for you from the kitchen. You quietly excused yourself before making your way to her. "Oh stop that, I can take care of the dishes!" You scolded and she waved you off. "Oh no, you and Harry have done enough cleaning, I know you helped him move in over the last few weeks. Let me give you a small break." She said and you sighed but nodded. "Anyway, I wanted to talk to you, about Harry." She said and you gulped. Here it comes, the whole, I think he deserves better, shit you've heard all your life. "When he was about six, he discovered tattoos. From then till eighteen I watched him grow up. I didn't approve of tattoos before eighteen so you can imagine how much he despised me. For those few years it was almost like the poor kid was being oppressed. Like there was this chain around his ankles holding him back. When he got his first one I saw the chain come off and this amazing man just finally walk free. But, Harry also lost something when he got all the tattoos. He lost part of his attraction. Not that he isn't still a handsome boy, because he is. But, Harry has a type. He likes the innocent girls, the girl next door type. But those girls want the clean cut, business man type. Not the, tattooed punk type. I watched Harry struggle through college, he'd always say that he'd have his eye on a girl but then come to find out he wasn't her type. Until he met you. I haven't seen him like this ever. He's never been so happy and the only one to thank is you. I mean, good lord this kid struck out for like five years straight and then here you are. You're slightly off from his type, you have some tattoos and piercings but, you have this good girl aura to you. You seem to just fit him, and him you. Y/N, I am so thankful for you, my baby is happy." Anne said before coming over and embracing you in a tight hug. Harry had mentioned that he had a rough time with girls but never to this extent. Maybe it's just a mothers connection with her son but Anne saw more than even Harry saw. And you couldn't be more thankful that she told you all this. "If anything I'm thankful for you. Without you, he wouldn't be here, and then I probably wouldn't be as happy as I am now." You said and she smiled. "Woah, what did I miss?" Harry said as he walked into the room. Surprised to see you and his mother in such a intimate position. "Just talking." You said, smiling at Anne.

Word Count: 1274

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

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

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

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

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