Harry Styles One Shots.
These are one shots I have found on tumblr.
All credit goes to the writers of which I name at the end of every chapter. If any original writers of these one shots would like me to remove them, please let me know.
credit to secretly-a-cold-blooded-murderer on tumblr
description: you question the kind of love you have for your best friend.
word count: 2.5k
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"Everything needs to be perfect, sir or you can kindly shove it all up your ass," you paced around the room while chewing on your nails.
"Woah, calm down lady tiger," your friend Olivia entered your room as you got off your phone after your very intense call.
"It's just, this is Harry's important day and everything needs to be perfect," you sighed, "but these idiots cannot handle the simplest of instructions." You finally sat down on your bed, your teeth still chewing the top of your nails.
"So I figured. Look, whatever you plan for Harry will be perfect, hell, don't plan anything for him and he'll still be happy. All he wants is just for you to be there," your friend sat down next to you and put her hand on your shoulder, "Now take a deep breath and rest for a minute, you still have two days until D-day."
"Hey, How's it going?" Harry questioned as he wrapped his arms around you, bringing you closer to him in a hug.
"Really good. What about you? Excited for your birthday?" Your voice came out muffled, with your mouth still pressed into his shoulder.
"Hmm, not much excited about this year really. It just seems so uneventful. You feel me?" He slightly tilted his head to the side and looked at you for an answer as you separated yourself from him.
"It's your birthday, that is an event." You shrugged and slowly moved your hand across his chest, "But I do feel you," you turned your lips upwards into a smile as Harry started to chuckle mumbling a lame to you.
Looking up at his smiling face, you felt your heart pump out blood faster than before. His eyes almost sparkled when he was laughing and yours could only stare at him.
He then asked about your day at the office, which made you let out a long groan and started you off on a rant, complaining about your boss and office politics.
You turned in your bed for the fiftieth time. This time, you laid on your front with your head buried in your pillow. Eventually, you gave up on sleeping and instead started thinking about the upcoming birthday party of your best friend.
Your lips immediately curled up. Harry had been your friend for almost two years now and you couldn't imagine what had been your life before him. Ever since you both met, you had been inseparable.
There had been times when he was dating someone, or you were in a relationship. But those relationships never seemed to last very long. At the end of the day, it would only be you two. You liked things this way- Harry and you against the world.
