Harry Styles One Shots

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I sat on the couch, some gossip channel on. It was talking about Harry.

"Harry Styles has been completely out of it these last few shows. Have you noticed that?" One of the girls at the table asked. "Actually I have. His voice has seemed flat, and he doesn't look as happy. Maybe him and Y/n broke it off." The only guy there said.

"No way. You heard what he did before he left right?" The same girl asked. "What's he do?" Some other asked. "He gave her a promise ring," I rolled my eyes, but smiled at the ring that proudly wrapped around my right ring finger. It was a silver ring, the date we met engraved on the inside, our initials on the outside. He gave it to me before he left on tour. He's been gone for 8 months, I miss him. We've been dating for almost two years. Its been hard with his busy schedule, and him not being here long but we manage it. We cherish every single second we can with each other.

I turned off the tv and walked into the kitchen of our shared flat in Holmes Chapel. It was a two bedroom flat. We used to be roommates before we started dating. He needed someone to stay with because he wasn't trusted. Since I'm his hairstylists niece, I was chosen.

I grabbed a box of Lucky Charms cereal and poured some in a bowl. I decided to eat it dry.

My phone rang in my pocket. When I took it out, Niall's name flashed across my screen. The picture of his ass with the fake tattoo made me laugh before I answered the phone. He must of changed that.

"Hello, hello?"

"Hey, Y/n!" He panted. "Hi, what's up?" I asked, eating a marshmallow. "Nothing much, just finished another concert. It was sick," he said. "Oh, cool, where are you guys?" I asked. "We are in Ontario." He said. "Oh, cool, Canada."

"You've got it," He said. "Fuck its hot," I could picture him taking off his shirt and shook the thought from my head. Whenever I think of Niall's body, I picture a leprechaun poking from his bellybutton. I do not need that image right now.

"Hey, I saw on tv that Harry's been out of it lately," I said.

"Oh, yeah. He misses you. This time around, its driving him crazy 'cause we don't have breaks." I gasped. "Swear."

"I swear. We have no breaks. North American tour for nine months, no breaks in between. All we have is a couple days off every month." He said. "You poor things! Management can't do that!"

"They can, and they did,"

"Hey, Ni, who're you talking to?" I heard Liam's voice. "Y/n," he said softly. "Oh, good. Let her talk to Harry. He's been going crazy,"

I frowned. I missed Harry like crazy, too. The last time we were able to talk was two weeks ago.

"Where is he?" I asked. "He's in the shower. We just got back to the hotel from the concert."

"You all are sharing one room?" I asked, confused. "No. Me and Harry have this one, Liam and Louis are sharing the other, and Zayn has one by himself." Niall said. "Ooh, okay. But why is Liam in there?"

"Harry didn't know how to turn on the water. Canada is a weird place. We've never been here before."

"Yeah," I nodded.

It was silent for a few seconds. I was able to hear Harry singing and the water of the shower running and I smiled to myself. I missed showering with Harry. He used to wash my hair and I liked how he would do it. He'd give my head a little massage and style my hair with the shampoo.

"Y/n, do you wanna do us a favor?"

Harry's POV

"Are you giving it to someone else?" I sung in to the microphone in our makeshift studio in the hotel room. "Tryna find it, but I just don't know. Where do broken hearts go?" Julian told me to stop and I did. "When you're singing 'are you giving it to someone else, try to go a bit higher. Emphasize someone else," he said. I sighed, and ran my hands down my face.