harry styles x reader

28

a/n
sorry this is up a little late. i have a couple pre writes so i'll post those over the next few days. <33

"5...4...3...2...1...ITS UP!" tim screams through the computer on skype.
"congratulations." blake kisses my cheek. my album is now available. i post on instagram the album cover with the list of songs again and caption it "new album out now<3" people start reposting and congratulating me. within an hour there are already 4,000 listens. major pop culture news sources are reporting on it. some headlines are calling the album very good things and saying the lyrics were passionate and meaningful while others were saying it was petty. they figured out immediately it was based off of harry and the last two months but i didn't care. so what if it was petty? i made a damn album! some news sources already were digging information on blake. i don't know how they just figured out who he was though, he has worked with big names before. for the celebration of the album coming out, bff/n came over and a couple of blake's friends. even though it was released at midnight, they all wanted to be here to celebrate. we drink champagne and just danced the whole night to the album. it had maybe one or two slow songs but everything else was upbeat. who doesn't love a good breakup/realization album? by the time it's 4am we've all maybe had a little too much to drink but hey, blake and i deserved it because we worked so hard for it. one of blake's friends was best friends with my toilet and bff/n is an emotional drunk. she clutched a box of tissues telling it that it's emotions were valid and that she was there for support as she cried. blake on the other hand was a frat boy. his tolerance was high. i was starting to get a little more than tipsy but it wasn't bad. blake was finishing a conversation with one of his friends when he walked over to me and grabbed my waist from behind. i turned so i faced him.
"i love it when you do that." he said smiling.
"thank you so much for all your help." i say hugging him.
"i'm getting a little tired. let's go to bed." he takes my hand and we lay down on the bed. we don't change or anything. i'm laying on his chest with my arm around his stomach and his arm rests on my back. we slowly drift off into a deep sleep.
"y/n, blake's friend missed the toilet a couple times." bff/n says standing against the doorframe pinching the bridge of her nose. she sounds a bit irritated because of her obvious hangover.
"bff/n, what time is it?" i ask.
"11:00am." she replies. i tap blake's arm.
"blakey." i say starting to shake him.
"what?" he grumbles.
"your friend has bad vomit aim. please go clean it" i say.
"whyyyy" he asks rolling over and pulling the covers with him.
"he's your friend! if it were bff/n i'd clean it. and it's 11am so i feel less bad about waking you." i say planting a kiss on his cheek.
"i'm y/n." bff/n interrupts.
"yeah?" i ask.
"i missed too. that's how i found him."
"haha" blake snickers
"not funny. i'm only cleaning hers." i say getting out of bed. i clean up bff/n mess as she falls back asleep and blake follows short after.

harry's pov:

y/n's album came out last night. i've listened to it maybe ten times. it hurts me knowing that it's so obviously about me. i didn't mean to hurt her that bad. i did my research on blake. it didn't take long to find out he helped her write the songs. he's actually pretty big. my alarm clock goes off and it is 8am. i didn't realize how much thinking i had done within the last few hours. i wake up kendall.
"babe you're appointment is in an hour." i gently shake her. she grumbles and goes straight to the shower. as she showers i look through emails my management has sent me. i click on an email that's inviting me to be on ellen. they're asking me to come on in about 3 weeks. it's the show that's two days after y/n's show. i reply to management saying i'm ok with it. i put my phone down and kendall is ready. i make her some breakfast and we eat and go to her appointment. she's about 6 weeks in.
"i don't want to make this public." she looks at me as we walk out of the building.
"what ever you're comfortable with." i say holding her hand. she seems upset.
"do you want me to keep it?" she asks.
"kendall, i'm ok with whatever you want." i say giving her a soft smile. yes i am the dad but if it's going to make her life miserable, i don't want her to suffer.
"ok. will you leave if i keep it?" she asks on the verge of sobbing.
"of course not." i stop and hug her. she keeps sobbing.
"i love you." she says. i don't say anything back. i just squeeze her even tighter.