*this is a 70s!rockstar!Harry Styles au fanfic... i mean... he just radiates 70s!rockstar*
The 70s. A time of free love and music. And that's exactly what reader gets into when meeting the newly famous rockstar Harry Styles: love and music.
Along w...
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wow u get to see your mans as two iconic stars in this chap
Summary: reader & harry go to new york to settle down in their second home. during their time in new york, harry has many things to attend to: an interview, a performance on SNL... and harryween!! a good night for bad behavior (;
Note: grammar and spelling errors. if there is a link after a song, please copy and paste to listen on youtube!! please read the end note to see visuals of harry's costume & reader's costume (though the photo at the top gives a hint)
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***October 2, 1975***
"I know we agreed on getting a condo in New York, but this penthouse came up... and I just thought it'd be better for us," Harry rambled, walking around the empty space of the large living room.
The penthouse was spacious, not a lot of rooms, but the rooms were huge. It was two levels. Had a surrounding balcony. And the outer walls were all glass that allowed you to see New York's lights perfectly: Times Square.
But the penthouse was empty.
Except for a grand piano and a mattress.
"The grand piano came with it, 's kind of hard to bring that all the way down," Harry explained, noticing your eyes locked on the instrument. "But I also plan for all of our homes to have one," he added, a soft smile on his face.
Homes.
This was the second home Harry had bought for you.
"Are you ever going to play it for me?" you questioned.
"Course," Harry replied.
"And are you going to get a bed for me? Or are we going to sleep on that mattress forever?" you chuckled.
"Most of our things will be here tomorrow," Harry laughed, digging his hands into his pockets.
You nodded before standing in front of the large window, watching the city lights brighten the night sky. Listening to car horns. The city that never sleeps.
"Good choice," you praised, looking at Harry who had been looking outside with you. "Harry," you whispered.
"Hm?"
"You have a lot coming up this month. The interview. Then 'Saturday Night Live.' Can you believe you made it onto 'Saturday Night Live'? Their first year and they're a hit, and they want you to close for them. Only the best artists go on there. And then you have Harryween. Harryween," you chuckled.
