Who marries their best friend? Follow along this reader x harry styles mini-series. I love feedback, likes, and questions! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy. disclaimer: the following is purely a work of fiction. all character likenesses, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination.

"You've worn makeup plenty," you said. "Haven't they ever taken it off you before?" "Not like this," he murmured. Your wrists tickled his nose and he hardly dared to breathe in case it threw off the tender, careful way you were touching him. "There we go," you cooed. "That's much better." "Can I open?" "Not yet. Just a couple seconds more." "Did you get a new perfume?" Harry asked. "Hmm?" "S'just...." Christ, how was he going to get a foot like that out of his mouth? "Y'smell nice or summat." You didn't say anything and again heat bloomed in his face."Probably my moisturizer," you said. Was it him or were you breathless? "Don't move."

Companion piece to Tumblr's "Snowbound" one shot series. "Yeah," he said, minimizing the window again. "Didn't want to tell you, cause I didn't want you to panic. Can tell your parents not to worry and that it's all for clicks - s'what I told Mum." "You did?" you asked and he barked a laugh. "Unless there's something you're hiding from me," he said. "Think I'd know f'you were pregnant, though. Not like I don't sleep with you every night." A lump rose in your throat and you again swallowed back rising nausea, palms tangibly sweaty, and you slid your hand from his neck to his shoulder.