"i bet i can make you smile, harry,"
"i bet you can't"
the interviewer raised his eyebrow prior to pulling out a a4 sheet of paper which had a gorgeous picture of you on it.
restraining a smile wasn't something that could ever be done when it came to you, so harry smiled widely.
"to be fair..." niall chimed in, "technically y/n made him smile."
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Fanfictionbasically what the title reads. requests will be taken.