Harry Styles x Reader One-Shots

Songbird

Ever since the day you got sexually assaulted at that Fleetwood Mac concert, their music had become somewhat unbearable to listen to. That is, until you heard Harry sing it.

At first, you hadn't told him, didn't really see a need to. You weren't together when it had happened and there seemed to be no reason for you to bring it up to him now.

Until he played one of their songs in the car, "The Chain". You still didn't want to tell him, not really. So you did what you knew would be easier, while also inflating his ego a little bit, you didn't want to make it seem like you hated his music or anything, it wasn't his fault you couldn't listen to it anymore.

So, you looked over at him and asked, "Can you play your version instead?"

He smiled over at you, until he saw the look on your face. His face automatically fell, but he could tell you probably wouldn't want to talk about it, so he changed the song, not pushing it any further. He'd just ask you about it later.

Once you got home that night, you told him all about it, and he took it really well. He hugged you, told you that you could've told him sooner, although he understood why you hadn't.

Ever since that day, the only time you would hear a Fleetwood Mac song would be when he was singing it. If it came on the radio, he would turn it down and sing loud enough to where you could only hear him. If you were grocery shopping, he would pull you close and sing the song to you, even though you couldn't hear the original song anyway, the speakers in grocery stores are not very good, after all.

But what really got you, what brought tears to your eyes (in a good way), and made you realize how absolutely amazing he was in every aspect of life, was when you were on the couch with him one day.

Your head was in his lap, his fingers running through your hair.

"Hey, what's your favorite song by them?" You knew immediately who he was talking about and it took you no time at all to reply.

"Songbird." He looked down at you with a smile so wide that you could see his dimples in full effect.

"For you, there'll be no more crying, for you, the sun will be shining, and I feel that when I'm with you, it's alright, I know it's right." He began to sing, looking down at you as you let your eyes flutter shut and a mile grace your face. "To you, I'll give the world, to you, I'll never be cold, 'cause I feel that when I'm with you, it's alright, I know it's right."

He continues singing and yourself slowly succumbing to the pull of sleep. Right before you completely drift away, you hear him mumble, "I love you, I guess I'll be the one singing at our wedding, huh?"

You slept with a smile on your face.

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I hope everyone enjoyed and if you have experienced any form of sexual assault or harassment, don't hesitate to speak up. Nobody is going to think less of you if you do.