⁠☞ narry one-shots

✎jealousy, jealousy

a/n : if you don't know who these people are, are you in the right fandom honey?

unedited.

Harry's pov:

"That was fucking awesome Harry! I can literally still feel the adrenaline rushing through my veins!" Pauly whooped, before fist bumping me and jogging off stage.

"Hell yeah bro!" I called out to him.

I turned around to catch Sarah and Mitch share a sweet kiss and gagged.

"Keep the PDA to a limit guys. There are children here," They cut their kiss short and watched as I gesture towards the empty stadium.

"You don't have a right to speak about that shit, lover boy," Sarah bit back playfully," If that sweet boy Niall was here, you'd be sucking his face off like there's no tomorrow."

Mitch started making mock kissy faces to get on my nerves, "I wish Nialler was here, but we're stuck with this dimwit."

I scowled at them as the pair burst into fits of laughter, " Fuck off. I'll be in my room."

"Probably wanking off to picture of his his angelic baby boy." Mitch snickered.

I flushed and stormed into my dressing room, "Fuckers."

Quickly changing into a plain t-shirt and trackies, I flopped onto my plush couch.

Let's see what Niall's up to.

I unlock my phone and scroll through Instagram. I'm sure he would post something today?

I know, I could easily text or call him, but it was much more fun to stalk him like a fan.

That sounded a bit perverted I guess, but I AM his boyfriend. Boyfriend's are allowed to do shit like that, right?

I click on his private story.

What?! He was at an Adel concert with Shawn?!

Okay. I sort of knew he was going because he invited me to come with him. Sadly, I had to refuse due to my concert in Michigan tonight, but...

But, why was that stupid fucker, Shawn Mendes there?! Was it that easy to replace me?

I keep scrolling through the photos on his story and almost snapped my phone with the amount of pressure I was gripping it with.

Fuck no. That Shawn Mendes bastard thinks he was allowed to go kissing MY BOYFRIEND on the cheek?! No sir. Not today, not ever.

Without thinking I clicked on the call button. I was going to see what was really going on.

After a couple of rings, he finally picked up.

"Hey Haz! What's up?" Niall yelled over the music.

I saw Shawn clinging onto his shoulder and felt fury spout inside me. Niall was fucking MINE!

I spotted the fucker to lean over and kiss MY BOYFRIEND'S neck and quickly burst out into loud INTERRUPTING coughs which cause both Niall and HIM to stare at me weirdly.

My boyfriend nodded to the idiot and he walked away sullenly.

Haha you motherfucking homewrecker, that's what you get!

"You okay, Haz? Did you take your post-show throat soothers?" He popped an airpod in his right ear after quickly connecting it.

Did you know his right ear has a small heart-shaped birthmark just under the earlobe that presses against his head sometimes? In fact I am the one who discovered it.

I bet that Shawn idiot had no idea at all. Like he could ever beat me, pfft.

"I am great now that you are here," I licked my lips hungrily, feeling quite daring, "You look so good in that shirt, baby boy. Can't wait to take it off tonight."

He gasped and looked away blushing, "Harry Edward Styles! Bold of you to assume that YOU'D be the one taking it off!"

My mind flashed red, the joke going way over my head, " Wha-why?! Did that stupid fucker Mendes offer to-urgh! I swear to god if I ever see him again I will personally...uh...set fire to his bed so he couldn't sleep anymore...yeah."

My lousey comeback might have watered down my threatening tone but I didn't care.

"Oh gosh, Mr Styles, how could you do such a dispicable thing! The poor guy would be too tired to function! Where did all your treat people with kindness go?" Niall threw back his head dramatically, mocking my previous words.

Yeah, maybe the comeback ruined the whole spectacle. I really need to collect some good ones to use on the spot.

"Also, jealously does not look good on you, brother!" He smirked, eyes sparkling.

I gasped, continuing with Niall's little act," I am deeply offended Sir Horan. I am THE Harry Styles, who looks ravishing in everything. Especially jealously."

I broke character for a few seconds and added, in a low voice, " And never, never ever EVER call me brother again. blurgh!"

"Sure thing bro!" He winked.

"Niaaaaaallll!" I whined and OMFG-

My boyfriend gave me one of his sweetest smiles and his adorable little dimple popped on the left side corner of his mouth and I just want to squeal!

"You are the cutest baby I have ever seen in my entire life!" I cooed even more at his frustrated little pout.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever idiot!" Niall closed his eyes and started swaying to one of Adele's slow songs.

"But I'm your idiot!" It was my turn to wink, admiring his beauty from afar.

Yeah, really far, Michigan.

"Just to let you know Harold," he suddenly said out of the blue, " No one in this whole multiverse will be able to ever replace you."

My eyes shone as I stared at his tranquil features, "And I feel exactly the same way about you, my darling."

my space:

I'm literally publishing this under the sheets of my bed because after 11:00pm my internet gets switched back.

The struggles I go through for Wattpad.

Anyway I'm probably gonna remember I published this book tomorrow and realise I fucked up.

Omg this is too cheesy, imma get actually bullied. Please send help.

Love you anyway.

All the love,

T xx