harry styles x reader

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a/n
IM SO SORRY THIS IS SHORT I HAVE WRITERS BLOCK AND I DIDNT WANT TO LEAVE YOU HANGING. I REWROTE HIS CHAPTER LIKE 5 TIMES SO IM JUST POSTING IT TO BE DONE WITH IT AND MOVE ON

a couple weeks after ellen, blake and i decided to move my stuff from boston to LA. blake is lying in bed while i make some lunch. i hear a knock on the door and scream to blake
"babe the movers are here!" blake comes out of the bedroom with no shirt on.
"ok let's move some boxes!" he says.
"go put a shirt on!" i reply.
"what? you usually say 'blake i love your toned abs and amazing muscles. you're so unbelievably hot!'" he mocks in a high pitch voice.
"shut up!" i laugh as i push him back into the bedroom. "dont come out until you have a shirt on!" i go and answer the door.
"hi y/n. all the stuff is in the truck and we have some movers who will help with the bigger stuff." a nice lady says as i see boxes coming off of the truck.
"ok cool." i say as blake comes out. we both go to the truck and bring in the boxes. movers bring in the furniture from my house that blake wanted in his. we replaced his couch with mine and replaced his queen sized bed to my king. as nate and gabe help them move the rest of the stuff blake and i go to target for decorations. the boys were living in a pretty bland house.
"ooo what about this one." i say as i hand blake another candle to sniff.
"it smells the same as the first one but fruitier than the second." he replies.
"so do you like it?" i ask.
"i mean it's ok." he shrugs. i roll my eyes and put it away. he isn't a big home shopper. i pick up some soft throw blankets and pillows.
"what color scheme do you want for our room?" i hold up two different duvet sets.
"that one looks like you made a blanket out of big bird." he says pointing to a light yellow duvet set.
"ok let's take the blue one." i mumble. the walls are white so anything will go with it.
"sorry i just going find this exciting. like how do you get-" blake gets cut off as we wheel the shopping cart through another aisle.
"y/n!" says a voice excitedly.
"oh god." i say trying to turn the cart around.
"where are you going?" the voice says grabbing onto my arm spinning me around. i look up and make eye contact with green eyes.
"harry." i say faking a smile.
"how's it going?" he says smiling.
"good. blake and i are shopping for the house since my stuff just moved here." i reply trying to ignore his gaze.
"harry?" blake says.
"blake! it's a party in here!" harry says eyeing me.
"ok well bye now." i say hooking onto blake's arm trying to push the cart away. harry steps in front of it.
"hey wait. serious question, do you want to open for me at my concert in san diego? we had to reschedule the tour date to the day after tomorrow. we have a hotel room and everything already ready to go." he asks.
"uh why me?" i ask.
"cause we're friends." he winks. my eyes go wide. i look over and smile at blake who looks confused.
"excuse us just one second." i say to blake as kiss him on the cheek. i grab harry by arm and drag him into a different aisle that's far away from blake.
"what are you doing?" i ask harry.
"i missed you." he says.
"harry! stop!" i say.
"fine. it's a serious question though. you can open if you want but if not i'll just find someone else." he says.
"ugh. just let me talk to blake about it. i'll text you." i say walking away.

harry's pov:
"ok!" i respond trying to contain my happiness when she walks away. although it was basically a maybe, i am over the moon. she doesn't  realize how much i miss her and that i'll do anything to win her back.