Harry Holland - Blog Posts

Hey can I request a blurb with Harry Holland in which the reader lives in London and is a college student but she's also from a different country so for summer or Christmas break she goes back home and they talk on face time when they can and when she's back it's fluffy and cute

'baby, i miss you so bad. i can't take it anymore.' harry sighs, wanting nothing but hold you in his arms again. he literally counts down the days.

'i know, bub. the feeling is mutual, trust me. i can't wait to see you in person and cuddle the shit out of you.' you smile as he laughs quietly. he was looking stressed just a few minutes ago and you decided to help as much as you can through the phone screen.

'you know i adore you, right?' you say with a genuine smile on your face. 'these days made me realize how much i feel completed when i'm with you, how peaceful i feel when you're around. i love you, harry.'

you both look at each other with heart eyes through the screen, and harry speaks with a tender voice,

'i love you more, pretty girl. and... i-i can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you.'

and when you turn back? you both cling to each other like koalas for days. harry picks you up from the airport. he just couldn't wait anymore. he kisses your knuckles as he drives, smiles as he listens to your days at your hometown and thinks how much he wants to be there with you for the next time.

there are lots of kisses and i love you's. you both fall asleep in each other's arms feeling nothing content. you feel like you just found the missing puzzle piece again.

hey! i decided to write during quarantine and i'd be glad if you send me blurb ideas

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Moonlit nights

A/N: A little Harrison fluff cause god knows we need it. Requests open as always. So feel free to drop by!credits to the owner of this picture of Harrison. We do not deserve this greek god.

Pairing : Harrison Osterfield x reader

He glowed, inhumanely angelic, as if this light, these stars, this bed and every color that covered his skin was made just for him.

Those fierce blue eyes, vivid and tenacious a stark constrast to his soft delicate skin which remained exposed as you drew soft patterns with your hands against his chest and his arm around your bed, tangled in the soft white sheets that only enhanced his sharp features.

You trail your hand against his jaw, pressing featherlight kisses to it as he slept beside you, so peacefully his innocence as piercing as his eyes, it only reminded you how much you loved him, you smiled at that thought,

“Love, what are y’ doin?” He said with his sultry, husky voice, laced with sleep and affection.

“Enjoying the view, go back to sleep handsome” you replied,with a soft giggle when you realised you could hear him snoring softly.

He shifted and tucked your head on his chest, and both arms covering your sides spooning you,

“Get some sleep pretty girl. Tommorow’s the big day” he murmured in a gruff voice.

Tilting up your chin, you pressed a kiss to his soft lips smiling through the kiss as you realised

You get to do that the rest of your life from tommorow.