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Y/N loved Harry more than anything, honestly there was nobody or nothing that she could ever love more than him - she's convinced.
Most things people would usually find annoying about him were bearable, his need to have everything clean at all times she could deal with. His constant chattering during a movie was encouraged since she liked hearing him talk. Hell even his sometimes extremely cocky attitude she didn't care about most of the time.
Even his horrible use of emojis she gave up trying to correct him on a while ago since he didn't understand and it was funny honestly! Getting messages like; <My grandads cat died😭💀> was funny, no matter how evil that might sound.
However, the one thing Y/N couldn't stand most was his attitude towards certain holidays. Specifically Halloween. Harry had some sort of grudge against the holiday and Y/N had no idea why.
Halloween usually caused arguments between them, it was a cursed holiday in the household. Harry was already older than her by a significant amount, Halloween wasn't his cup of tea as he would say.
However Y/N thought Halloween was one of the best times of the year, it was cozy sweater and blankets weather, you dress up in cool costumes, eat as much shit as you want because nobody can say otherwise, carving pumpkins, going to pumpkin patches, baking cinnamon cookies, hot chocolate, it had to be one of her favourite things possibly ever.
So it always caused some sort of drama between them. Y/N liked to go out on Halloween and Harry would rather be buried alive than dress up and go to a club with Y/N's friends, no offence to them of course, they were very lovely but also very rowdy and he was just past that stage of his life. It was probably the one time of year Harry ever really questioned anything about their relationship, purely out of his own paranoia.
They were out shopping, Harry had been in a weird mood all day but they always did their shopping together so nobody had the blame if something was forgotten.
"We have to grab sauce for the pasta," Y/N says cautiously, she couldn't decipher what was wrong with Harry and decided that being cautious of what she says or does would help him to cool off a little from whatever was pissing him off.
"I know Y/N, m'not fuckin' stupid," He snaps, rolling his eyes, usually she would snap back at him and tell him he was out of line (which was truly rarely ever) but clearly something was bothering him so instead she rests her hand on his arm, "Hey, what's wrong? You've been weird all day," She asks, genuinely worried because Harry had to be the happiest person she knew most of the time.
"I'm fine, Y/N, just- I need to be alone right now, go out to the car please, I'll finish off this," Harry asks, getting visibly stressed out, "I- Okay," Y/N says in surprise, "I just need the keys," She adds and Harry nods, reaching into his back pocket and taking them out for her.
"Here," He says and gives them to her before walking off, Y/N is left stood in shock.
Harry was just about the clingiest human alive and he hated being alone most of the time, honestly Y/N feels like she's done something to piss him off and that's probably the worst feeling ever.
A few hours later Harry's locked himself up in his home studio while Y/N sits alone in the living room.
Despite Harry's distaste for Halloween they usually had traditions for the night before, it was stuff Y/N has been doing since she was a kid that meant a lot to her since she would do it with her grandfather, he passed when she was 19 and she'd kept the tradition since it meant so much to them, then she met Harry and introduced him to it and it became their tradition.
She didn't know if he'd just forgotten or if he was really mad at her but she hoped it was the former. Despite the fact he hadn't spoken a word to her since he asked her to leave the grocery store.
Y/N found herself on the edge of tears the more she thought about it, she didn't even know what she possibly could've done to piss him off this bad. Maybe it was dramatic of her but she didn't think it was fair to just ignore her and her grandads thing if he was mad at her. So she just did it herself, she made cookies and carved her pumpkin before sitting on the sofa with the cookies and hot cocoa to watch 'Hocus Pocus'.
But she felt alone.
...
Harry was extremely insecure, especially around Halloween.
He didn't know why it was this holiday in particular that made him feel so self conscious in his relationship but it did and he hated it.
Usually he'd push whatever hatred he had for the holiday aside for Y/N's sake but this year he just couldn't shake the idea that he wasn't good enough for her.
He's thirty five for God's sake, and something about Halloween made that really obvious to him, Y/N was twenty five, she liked to go out and have fun around this time of year while Harry didn't like that type of lifestyle anymore. He was thinking about marriage and settling down, children even, and sure he was imagining it all with her but he just felt like she wouldn't be on board with those ideas because of how much she still wanted to do with her life.
Halloween felt like it was obvious that he was older than her and he hated that because he knew people would talk and have things to say. And he doesn't care what anyone says about him, it was what they said about Y/N that would piss him off.
Harry deep down knew that the gap between them wasn't actually as big as he made it out to be, it wasn't small but it's not like he's fifty. And he knew that Y/N didn't really enjoy going out because she'd told him as much, and he knew he didn't have to go with her if he didn't want to, she'd made that clear too but he felt like he was letting her down if he didn't.
He also knows Y/N had been thinking about marriage and settling down and even children because they'd talked about it. It was just this time of year made him second guess everything, rationality just wasn't clicking with him and he just got extremely insecure, it wasn't fair to her, he knew that too and he felt horrible about snapping at her but he couldn't bring himself to talk to her incase she realised his paranoias were right or he offended her or even said something he didn't mean. He really just felt like shutting her out for a bit was best.
Turns out it wasn't.
He's confused when he hears sniffles from outside his studio (where he was getting nothing done).
Then a knock on the door. He panics. He doesn't want to but he doesn't know what to do, his heart beat picks up and he starts sweating. His crying girlfriend was knocking on the door and he physically couldn't do anything.
"Go away," He blurts out in the midst of his panic, it comes out so much harsher than he'd intended, "Harry- please I just- can we talk?" Y/N asks through the door and he can tell she's crying and not just trying to hold back tears, "Y/N-" He tries, "Please Harry, please I just, I want to know what I did to make you so mad at me," She sniffles and Harry furrows his eyebrows in confusion.
"Y/N, love, I'm not mad at you," Harry says, opening the door to be met with a teary eyed girl, "Hey, what's wrong? Why would I be mad at you?" Harry worries.
"What do you mean? You've been so cold with me all day, you've barely spoken and when you did you were being- God this is so embarrassing, you were being so mean Harry, and- and you didn't come to do our tradition!" Y/N cries, she sounds more upset than angry which really just breaks Harry's heart.
"Y/N, my sweet girl, stop crying please pet, I hate seeing you cry," Harry sighs, wiping away her tears with his thumbs, "Sorry I just, I'm sad Harry and I cry when I'm sad you know this," She sniffs, trying to hide her face away from him.
"Baby, I'm not mad at you, I swear, I'm mad at myself now though because I didn't think about how me shutting you out like that would affect you," Harry explains, "But why would you shut me out if you're not mad? Harry if I did something just tell me so I can fix it," Y/N urges, looking at him confused and guilty.
"Y/N, I swear to you you've done nothing wrong I just- I started overthinking everything, you know I hate Halloween," He
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