Harry Styles One Shots

Madame Tussauds

A/n// Some people are reaaaallllyyy good guessers and probably already know what this shot will be about. Or maybe no one knows and I'm just being paranoid. But then again, you probably do. 50/50 here. So, this is my original idea, sort of. I watched the boys get their wax figures at Madame Tussauds but this is like, 2-4 years old, someone probably already had this idea, maybe not. So like, yeah. I'm sort of scared that I'll be accused of plagiarism for this Madame shot, so that's what this whole thing is about. I'm a very paranoid girl.. I dont know what Madame Tussauds actually looks like, I don't know who's in Madame, I've never been there, so I'm just going to make it up! Okay, I'll stop talking, carry on!
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I haven't seen my best friend, Harry, for over seven months. He's on a year round tour, and I didn't even know those existed. He probably heard his management wrong, and since we're talking about Harry, he probably did. Or he made the whole thing up, but Harry doesn't lie to me.

He's never lied to me.

And if he did, its over stupid things. Like, if I'm staying at his house for the night and we have a movie night, he'll eat half the popcorn, and say it fell. Or he'll change my show to his favourite show, and say his television is broken and the channels just changed.

Sometimes he'll actually sound believable. If something real happened, like his television busted, then I'd believe him. Somethings he says are complete lies. Like this one time, he hid my keys and 'his pet unicorn' that he hides in his basement came and ate them.

Harry has no basement.

I miss Harry. I miss him a lot. I haven't seen him because girlfriends or whatever aren't allowed on tour anymore and even though I'm not Harry's girlfriend, I can't see him. Even on his breaks.

He's been busy for the last few weeks. He told me it was because Madame Tussauds was making his portrait. I was so excited, I was screaming and congratulating him repeatedly.

We just got off the phone. He told me he arranged a private sitting to see the wax figures. I told him I was bringing Eleanor along, and he said it was okay.

I haven't seen the sculptures, Madame Tussauds won't upload the videos yet. They haven't even been leaked, and that amazed me. Every video these boys have are always getting leaked.

I was dressed in high-waisted shorts, and a belly shirt that read Turn My Swagg On. It was a purple shirt Harry got me before he left for his year round tour. He said he saw it in the shops and it reminded him of me.

I let my long, dark hair cascade down my back. I straightened it, so it was longer than when I had it in its natural curls. It took me almost forever to get it straight. My arms feel sore from holding them up, and having to stretch my arms to get all of my hair. My hair isnt long - an inch or two past my breasts - but I'm short. And me being short, I have little arms. I wanted to cut it, but Harry says no, that he likes it being long.

I twisted my side bangs, and clipped them to the side of my head, out of my face. I parted my hair in twos, and brought it to the front, letting it fall over the front of my body. I ran my fingers through my cooling strands, staring at my figure.

I have thick thighs, and my waist goes in. I think its called your love handle, or something like that. I placed my hands there, and pushed down.

I loved doing that. My hands fit perfectly in my curves. "Y/n, are you ready?" Eleanor called from downstairs.