Harry Holland Imagines

The Photoshoot

3rd Person POV

"Aren't you two the cutest thing?" Tom coos at his younger brother and his wife. The two of them walk out of their bedroom wearing red sweatshirts, black pants, and black bandannas. Harry's version is a red baggie sweatshirt while Y/N's version is a red crop top. Similar, but not completely the same.

"I have to say, this is one of my more favorite outfits we have worn." Y/N comments, staring down at her shirt and attempting to smooth it out.

Harrison comes out from the kitchen with his hands behind his back, "I have one more thing to add to the outfits." He brings out two red and black fan and flaps them in front of his face. "To be more dramatic."

"Like Y/N needs to be more dramatic," Harry mumbles under his breath. He didn't mumble very quietly, though, Y/N smacked him in the shoulder and lightly glared at him.

The fans get handed to the couple, which they both except, and the photoshoot could now begin. Harrison grabs his camera and shoves the Hollands all out the door. By the time they got into Tom's car, all three Hollands were arguing over something stupid. It drove Harrison crazy. He is about to shush all of them, then he announces that they have all made it to the location. That shut them all up.

"Okay, Harry and Y/N, I need you two to act like you guys like each other." Tom teases, pointing in the direction their picture would be taken.

"How will we ever do that," Harry says in a dramatic voice. His wife comes up next to him and kisses his cheek, then she whips out her fan and flaps it against her face. "My god, that was sexy."

"Harry, stop flirting with your wife and go stand somewhere with her." Harrison shouts from behind his camera. Tom stifles back a laugh while Harry flips him off. Eventually, Harry stands back to back with Y/N to pose for Harrison and his camera.

The first couple of pictures are of Y/N and Harry standing back to back, then they brought out their fans to hide their faces behind. Some of the other pictures are taken by themselves, with Tom, and of Y/N and Harry kissing. They always had to do that one when they took pictures together. Harrison insists.

After a while, Harry walks back over to Harrison and takes the camera from him so he got his own pictures. It is always a mutual agreement between the two that if one took pictures of the other, the other would take pictures of the one. That makes perfect sense, right? Of course it does.

"Okay, Haz, now kiss Tom the way I kissed my wife," Harry snickers from behind the camera. He sees both boys make a sour face at him, then a very visible eye roll.

Y/N smacks Harry again.

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"Where on earth did you find us matching swimwear?" Y/N exclaims from the living room where Tom is presenting the matching girl's and guy's swimwear. It is not bad looking, just a plan dark blue with black zigzag print. The point is, Tom still found them at the store.

"What did Tom find?" Harry asks when he enters the room with a cuppa in his hand. After he finishes walking over, he realizes it and he does a little arm shrug. "Give me a minute and we can go outside."

Y/N looks at him dumbfounded, "you aren't going to question this?" She picks up her swimwear and shoves it towards him to look at. Harry takes a closer look and shrugs his shoulders again before disappearing into the kitchen. "You Hollands are crazy."

"Sweetheart, don't forget you are one too." Harry yells from the kitchen. Of course, how could she forget she married into the crazy family. Y/N picks up both pieces to the bikini and stomps her way over to the bathroom to put it on. The entire way there she is mumbling "stupid Hollands" and "I can't believe I married one", but also "god I love him though".