harry styles x reader

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In the morning, we take a train to Nice and arrive at our airbnb. we're staying here for a week. we planned one thing a day. on our first day we visit some amazing waterfalls. then we spend the next day wine tasting. the day after, we walk a 7 mile walk along the beach. we visit the cathedral and the cours saleya market. we visit an art museum and spend our last day at the beach.
"this has been quite a week!" bff/n says.
"yep!" i reply as we do a cheers with our champagne glasses. the sun is about to set and we look at the sea, mesmerized by it's beauty. our next stop is milan. i don't know how it can get better than this, though.

*11 months later*

we've traveled throughout italy, greece, croatia, austria, germany, sweden, norway, the uk, ireland, spain, and finally belgium. we decided to stay our last two weeks in belgium to see the canals, grand place, and other attractions. after another busy night of clubbing, which we have done a lot of, we wake up with major hangovers. who knew you could meet so many people just by drunk dancing! we met a young couple in ireland and became really close during our stay. they're american and they also sing. their names are sydney and luke. luke plays guitar and write songs and sydney sings. we ended up writing some songs for my next album. i recorded all of our sessions together and sent them over to tim whenever i could. tim kept emailing me back for feedback, but i don't want any. this album is going to be done my way. along with meeting new friends, i ended up having more one night stands than i would like to admit. bff/n makes fun of me every time i come back to the airbnb in the morning in my clothes from the night prior. the same thing happens this morning. i knock on the door.
"good morning!" bff/n laughs as she opens the door. i'm wearing a black skin tight dress and silver heels. my hair is very messy.
"i'm not in the mood." i say walking into the little cottage.
"you have broken out of your little good girl shell this year. i'm so proud of you." she fake cries as she hugs me. i roll my eyes.
"i need a shower. that guys house was a hot mess." i reply.
"was he hot?" she asks.
"yes, but his house was bad." i say.
"what was his name?" she questions.
"um...evan? i think." i reply.
"you don't even know his name?" she laughs.
"hey, back off! let me shower in peace." i say. i step in the shower and get ready. i get out and see bff/n packing and it makes me sad.
"i don't want to leave!" i sigh.
"we still have a week! i'm just getting my stuff sorted." she replies. i curl up onto the couch with a cup of coffee.
"what's on the itinerary today?" i ask.
"i want to go paddle board tour we saw people doing." she says.
"ok!" i reply.
"i'll book some tickets." she says. around 12pm we put on our swimsuits. i'm wearing a peach colored triangle bikini and white bottoms. i wear jean shorts over them, though. we head to where the tours are. as the tour guide teaches us how to properly stand or sit i look over to see how many people are on the tour. as i'm looking i see someone that instantly makes me jump behind bff/n.
"what? are you looking at?" she asks.
"that's the guy from last night!" i whisper. she starts cackling, drawing attention to us. he has brown hair, tan skin, hazel eyes, and what appears to be washboard abs. he is definitely attractive.
"shhhh!" i slap my hand across her mouth. it's too late though because she has caught the guys attention. he looks over and raises an eyebrow and walks over to us.
"are you the girl from-" he says. i cut him off.
"from last night, yea." i say awkwardly. bff/n is trying to contain her laughter. i playfully slap her.
"so...did you have a good time?" he asks smirking. i slap my hand to my forehead. bff/n can't stop laughing.
"forgive me, you're name is.." i ask.
"evan." he replies.
"evan! i thought i knew it but i couldn't remember." i reply.
"you seemed to know it pretty well last night." he smiles. bff/n topples over laughing, holding onto her stomach. he laughs.
"do you want to stay with us on the tour?" i ask, trying to prevent it from being anymore awkward.
"sure. i have a friend with me though, is that ok?" he asks.
"yea, that's fine." i reply.
"ok, i'll be right back." he says. he comes back with a tall, blonde hair, tan skin, blue eyed boy.
"this is isaac." he says. i nudge bff/n.
"nice to meet you isaac. i'm bff/n and this is y/n." bff/n says. isaac shakes her hand and mine. when we get out onto the water, bff/n and isaac seem to have hit it off. i start talking to evan.
"so, you don't seem to have a french or german accent...sounds very american. where are you from?" i ask.
"new york. how about you." he replies.
"oh wow, i'm from boston." i say.
"dang, small world. i had a lot of fun last night by the way, even before the clothes came off." he responds smiling.
"me too. do you have a girlfriend or ex i should worry about before i start catching feelings?" i tease.
"nope. catch those feelings!" he laughs and splashes me with the water a little bit.
"anyone i need to worry about?" he asks.
"nope." i laugh. we continue following the group on the paddle boards. after the 2 hour tour is over, we stand in line to return the paddles.
"i had a lot of fun today." i say.
"me too." he replies.
"want to keep talking?" i ask, way too awkwardly. he chuckles and gives me his number.
"i'll talk to you later." he winks. i smile and he leaves. i wait in the car for bff/n. when she comes back, she's all excited.
"we kissed!" she screams.
"ahhh!" i squeal, hugging her. we both go back to the cottage, extremely happy with the day.
the next morning, i wake up to a plethora of emails from tim. he angry i won't answer so i finally do. his email says:

"y/n,

i've repeated how many times i like the songs. i don't know why you're ignoring me! please answer!

-tim"

oh shoot. i probably shouldn't have ignored him considering the other emails say how he wants to meet luke and sydney and record all of us together, in person. i email him back their numbers and he tells me to never ignore him ever again. tim likes to be threatening but he's really just like a pit bull. seems intimidating, but actually very sweet. i also have a text from evan.

evan: i'm leaving for new york today. hopefully we can catch up when you get back:)

y/n: i would love to! have a safe flight

i put down my phone and get ready. bff/n and i go to museums, markets, and restaurants for our final days on our year of self discovery and mind cleanse.

we leave for america in two hours. we stand in line at security and wait.
"i could cry. this sucks." bff/n says.
"well, you get to see isaac again!" i say, trying to cheer her up. she smiles.
"and you get to see evaaaan!" she exclaims. my cheeks get red. we texted everyday for a week after he went back to new york.
"most importantly though, we need to find a place for me to live!" i say.
"oh, and that too." she replies. we finally get through the security line and make it just in time to board our flight.
once we land, we drive back to bff/n's apartment and pass out on the couch because it feels like it's 3 in the morning for us even thought it's only 9pm.