Y/n's day had been a series of unfortunate events, and she felt she couldn't catch a break. After finishing her 8-hour work shift, she felt drained and exhausted. The thought of spending the evening alone didn't appeal to her, so she decided to drop by the music studio where Harry was still working. As she approached the door, she could hear the familiar sound of guitars and drums emanating from the room. She awkwardly walked in, but Harry greeted her warmly, taking her hand in his.
"Hey, you," Harry said. "What brings you here?" Y/n shrugged, feeling a little bit embarrassed. "I just didn't want to be alone," she said, looking down at her feet.
Harry tilted Y/n's chin up so that he could meet her gaze. "You know you're always welcome here, baby," he said, kissing her softly before leading her towards the recording booth.
Inside the booth, Harry spent more time goofing off with his bandmates than actually working. They were trying their best to bring a smile to Y/n's face. She started to feel a little bit better as Harry made her laugh and forget about the bad day she had. She knew that it was because of Harry that she was feeling better. He knew exactly what she needed, and he was there for her when she needed him the most.