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Main Story Word Count: 15.2k

Total Word Count (+ blurbs): 16k

* = contains smut, 🩸 = contains one of the following: blood, violence, gore, and/or weapon use (will be tagged accordingly!)

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— main story ;

Chapter One: Old Friends, New Beginnings

You and Sydney have been best friends for years, now you get to watch her start her new adventure at The Beef with a chef she's long revered, Carmen Berzatto. Everything is fine — until you find yourself falling for the mysterious, closed off man. But Syd is your best friend first — hoes before bros, right?

Chapter Two: Fast Times & Fast Nights*

Now that you've met Carmy, he just will not leave your mind. You find yourself enthralled in the hustle and bustle at The Beef, even all the chaos doesn't squeeze him out of there.

Chapter Three: Dirty Little Secret*

Now that something finally happened between you and Carmy, one thing is undeniably clear; Sydney cannot find out. But things only prove to be even more difficult now that it finally happened, his presence in your mind is more permanent than ever. You never were too good at keeping secrets.

Chapter Four: I Just Wanna Know You Better*

You find yourself once again volunteering at The Beef while Carmy and Richie cater a party for Cicero, you make more connections with The Beef staff, but you miss him. Sydney is suspicious that something is up with you, big time, it's becoming increasingly difficult to hide things from her. What the hell have you gotten yourself into?

Chapter Five: Come Undone*

A party with a night of fun, a thoughtful gift — some missed texts. Tears, cookies, and nightmares. It's all been leading up to this. It's all about to come undone. + BONUS PLAYLIST ; Sydney's Birthday In The Club

Chaper Six: All Because I Liked A Boy🩸

Now that you've lost your best friend, what else is there to lose? Turns out there's more you could lose— a lot more. All because you liked Carmy. Is there any coming back from this?

Chapter Seven: All I Ask

It's time for Sydney to look for a new job, and your fight with Carmy is still plaguing your mind. Then, miraculously, you both end up right back where you started— The Beef, face to face with the one and only, the chef your best friend long revered, Carmen fucking Berzatto. How will things resolve? Will they even resolve?

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— the blurbs between ;

Childhood At The Beef

You and Syd take a lil trip to The Beef for lunch with her dad! (Around middle school/pre-teen age)

Morning After & Morning Wood

from august sleepover → 9. for one muse to wake up with morning wood + 13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them + “  i made breakfast.  ” — from ; morning after prompts

Father Daughter Time

Sydney spends some time with her dad following your fight.

Do I Know You?

of all the places to be recognized you did not think cherry pit at a harry styles concert would be one of them - especially by the man himself.

Word Count: 7014

A/N: hello friends! i had been wanting to write famous mc for a while and then i finally got the idea. in this story, harry is the rockstar we know and love. y/n belmonte is a famous actress known for her roles in the the queen's gambit and the hit drama new amsterdam. i gave her a last name and her father is mexican-american and her mother is english. truly something sweet filled with fluff. if you got any questions i'll be happy to answer them

you'll have to let me know if you wish to see more of them <3

please do let me know what you thought of the story and please reblog <3333

love on tour series //

St. Paul, Minnesota

Being in Minnesota was fun. You were visiting your best friend taking a well-deserved break. You had just finished filming a Netflix show that had lots of buzz around yet did not have a release date and had attended the Emmys. As award season had come to a close, you decided visiting your favorite person would be an excellent way to celebrate. Especially since free days were becoming rarer and rarer. You were thankful for the role in The Queen's Gambit and its direction for your career, but it was always lovely to enjoy time with loved ones.

Naomi had let you stay in her guest bedroom, letting you know to stay for as long as you wish, but you wouldn't last longer than five days. You didn't like intruding on Naomi and Sarai, Naomi's partner. They both assured you that it was no problem, but you begged to differ.

On your second day, Sarai surprised you with enchiladas just like your grandma had made. Their family was from Acapulco, Mexico, just like your grandparents. Naomi always liked to say she was meant to bring you all together, and she had.

That wasn't the only surprise you had come to learn she had for you as she said to dress nice and be ready at eight. You were even more shocked to hear that Sarahi would not be joining you. They informed you they had to meet with their cohort to go over a project they were handed.

You had a limited selection of clothes from your suitcase and clothes you had left over the years. After getting out your favorite pieces, you dressed in black flares that made your ass look amazing. You paired it with a silk cami, a mint color that matched your nails. You paired it with your favorite pair of red leather boots that were always packed first in your suitcase. They're a few years old, but you treasured them too much to say goodbye. They were the only classy shoes you packed because you swore you could pair them with anything, and thus far, you have.

You debated the most about doing your makeup, not being able to make up your mind before deciding to go with mascara and red lipstick. Looking in the mirror, you felt hot and knew you looked great. Being in the public eye, you learned to spot all your insecurities before the world could and owned them. The scar running up your thigh was always an attention grabber until the story of how you got it was exposed, and then no one seemed to care about a bicycle accident that happened at the age of twelve.

Grabbing your wallet and phone, you headed out to the living room where Naomi was sitting on her couch scrolling through on her phone, Sarai having left already.

"You don't mind carrying my wallet, do you?" You asked.

"Course not, give it here."

Naomi, nosy as always, opens up the wallet and takes a look inside as you grab some water before you have to head out. She's quiet, so you peek over and see her standing with the wallet still in hand.

"I'm in your wallet." She states, showing you a photo of last December of her standing arms raised as she stood in the center of the ice rink.

"You have been since that time you gave me a photo of you that was taken during team pictures for Tennis in ninth grade."

Naomi nods, remembering how she had given one to you and her parents then hiding them away. "Yeah, I don't know. Nice to know you keep me close."

"Always do, only one person I call my best friend."

Naomi shakes her body out, pocketing the wallet into her pink cross-body bag. "Alright, enough being a sap. We've got to go."

In the car, Namoi decides against music and instead decides to interrogate you on your next project. For the first time in a long time, you didn't have anything definitive lined up. You filmed and auditioned like crazy the past few years, so your manager, Viola, was giving you a much-needed break. She loved to remind you to relax and enjoy it all, and thanks to her, you had. Viola has always had your best interest in mind since she met you at age seventeen.

"Viola said I'm a free bird for a few weeks, months she had said, but I'll surely have an interview or two pop up soon."

"Does that mean you'll be staying with me?"

You laugh, "Nice try, but someone is busy with her dissertation, and I'd be a distraction."

"A pretty one at least."

"Gee, thanks." You reply sarcastically.

"What will you do?"

You shrug, "Life has a funny way of working things out, so I'm not worried."

Naomi looks over at you, confused, "I've never seen you so mellow."

"It is because life is good, and I'm here with you. Being with you reminds me of home."

"New York?" You don't answer, so she keeps going, "Los Angeles, Miami, New Orleans?"

"London."

Naomi frowns, "London?"

"I had not stayed for longer than a week but those four months. It felt like it could be home, or well, I could make it home."

"Do you think it has to do with your parents?"

You look over at Naomi, who's focused on the road, making a right turn into a busy street filled with traffic. "Yeah, it does."

Neither of you continues the conversation as you finally see the destination in front of you.

The Xcel Energy Center.

Naomi had brought you to an arena where hundreds of cars and many people walked towards what you assumed was the entrance. There were two entries to the parking, and she picked the one that said VIP.

She rolls down her window and leans in to look at the name tag on the security. "Hi, Jason." She greets confidently.

"Miss you a VIP member?"

"No, but I can be." The man frowns. "I got royalty in the car." She gestures her head to you. God. Of course, she's playing the famous card.

You lean closer, "Hello Jason, good evening."

The man's eyes widened, and that's when you get a good look; he couldn't be older than 25. "Shit! Sorry--you're! Oh my goodness! I love you. You're my hall pass."

Naomi is biting back a laugh, and you smack her thigh to silence her. "Very flattering, Jason. Thank you. See, I wasn't aware I was coming to the show, or I would have called ahead to make an arrangement; if it's not possible, you can direct us to the available parking lot. I believe it's close to show time."

"No worries, Miss Belmonte. You follow straight ahead of the cones, and Connor will meet you at an entrance. Do you happen to know where you'll be sitting?"

You look at Naomi, waiting for her to answer. "Cherry pit."

"Very well. We'll have bracelets ready for you and someone to direct you in." Jason offers kindly.

"Thank you so much, sorry for the bother. You've been an angel." The young man blushes but doesn't look away. "Could I offer you a photo?" You suggest, genuinely thankful for his help.

His smile falters, "I would love that, but I'm on the job, Miss Belmonte."

You smile, admiring the man and following their protocols. You think for a minute before reaching into the glove box where you know Sarai keeps extra purple index cards for some reason. There is a pen right beside it. You write a thank you, folding it in half and handing it to him.

"Thank you, Jason. I'll never forget your generosity."

"Same here, my niece looks up to you. She thinks you're a real-life princess."

"Do send her my love then."

Jason nods, stepping back, and Naomi continues to a parking lot where few cars are parked.

"You amaze me." Naomi states. You laugh, not sure how to respond. "You handled that with some much grace even after I abused your fame card."

"As long as you don't do it again," You chastise her as you've done many times before.

"We'll see," she chuckles, "come on, Miss Hall Pass."

You roll your eyes, slip out of the car and see a man waving at you. You both offer your wrists where he puts on the wristbands after he checks Naomi's tickets. He nods, asking you to follow him in. There's loud chatter, and you can hear "Olivia" being played through the arena. Conner walks you down the steps to the entrance, where he bids you a good time.

"I can't believe you surprised me with a Harry Styles show."

Naomi grins, throwing her arm over your shoulder walking you towards a side of a stage that looks empty. "I know, I'm the best."

"Yeah, everyone looks amazing. There are so many boas." You marvel at how there are people dressed as if they were about to walk the runway.

"Do you think he'll show tits tonight?" Naomi giggles, thinking back to your reaction to her sending you a photo of his Las Vegas outfit in which he was dressed in a pink fringe vest showing off his toned body.

"A girl can dream," you joke.

"I'll never understand how you've never run into him again." Naomi shakes her head, "The one person who should be your friend and isn't."

"Wow, thanks. That's totally why I became famous."

"It's why I stuck around being your friend." She quips back.

You scoff, "jerk."

"Kidding."

"Yeah, yeah."

"Let's bet you get recognized tonight?"

You nod because you're confident it won't be happening, "Sure, what do you want?"

"Christmas in London."

"New Year in Italy."

"Damn, that's good. I hope I lose."

You laugh, causing a few heads to turn to look at you, and you duck, not liking eyes on you. "Ah, Miss Introvert makes her appearance."

"Leave me alone, you stinker."

Naomi laughs at you, pulling you in for a hug so you can hide properly, "Think on the bright side, no one cares about you because compared to Harry Styles, you're like a nobody all over again."

"That felt like a backhanded compliment."

She shrugs, "Take it as you please."

There are loud cheers suddenly filling the arena, causing you both to look over at the stage when it's only a box in the middle of the runway being taken under the stage.

Naomi stares at it as you untangle yourself from her hold. "You've heard the box theories."

"Only a hundred times because you don't shut up about it."

"Come on, I think it's cool. I want to see how he gets in and if he's uncomfortable or if someone's spun him around a few times. Like I can't imagine it to be comfortable."

"Alright, for Christmas, I'll get you one of those boxes, and we'll roll you around."

"Would you really?"

"Christ, you're a weird one."

You settle down swaying and singing along to Bohemian Rhapsody.

"When did you even score these tickets?"

"Two years ago," she answered nonchalantly.

You gasp, "what?"

"Yeah, remember how he postponed it because he wanted to film two movies well then."

"Wow, I love you."

"I know."

The lights go out, and the cheers are deafening. A poem starts being read, and you can see the band coming out setting up. The female band members are in orange, and the men are in blue/green shade. You let out a loud cheer letting it get lost with the thousands of other people's yells.

Here's to a night to remember.

It has truly blown away how amazing Harry sounds. You had been dying to hear his new album live since it came out in 2019. Each song has a different intro making it feel like a whole new song. The band matches his energy, and you can tell how much he thrives on it.

Harry constantly blows kisses out into the crowd, smiles at posters, and responds to a few with an exaggerated reaction. The intro to Sunflower Vol. 6 with Niji had to be your favorite. You could see how Harry and the crowd loved the beat as the cheers only got louder.

You had not stopped dancing and singing along since he came out. You could hear how horse Naomi's voice had become due to shouting out the lyrics.

Harry had not been wrong when he had said you might be getting lots of ass tonight, but you weren't complaining; it wasn't a bad view. He was so effortlessly himself on the stage that you felt his presence no matter where you stood.

This had to be one if not the best concert you have ever attended.

After Sunflower, Harry takes a moment to take in the crowd; he spots a poster reading, "Should I text him?" He proceeds to go on a long tangent about double texting, thumbs upping means they replied last, and finishing off by saying, "trash, trash, trash." That erupts lots of cheers.

No, you did not think you would ever hear Harry Styles be giving relationship advice to a sold-out arena, but damn, does this man continue to surprise you.

The concert continues, Cherry making you swoon; it is one of your favorites on the album because you were a sucker for sad songs. Lights Up easily becomes your favorite song he performs. He sings the song with his whole heart, and the crowd does the same. Singing "do you know who you are" in an arena of people knowing you're doing what you love with amazing people in your life, you happily sing back. You really understand what people mean when they say Harry makes you feel part of something bigger, makes you remember the importance of embracing who you are one hundred percent.

It's after Lights Up that he begins walking around closer to your side. He smiles at your section before doing a double-take; he grabs more of the cord and steps closer, causing the fans around you to start cheering louder as he's showered with bouquets of flowers.

Harry has stopped walking, and you feel as if he was staring right back at you. You're four rows back from the barricade but now he has the eyes of a hawk not missing anything, just like he spotted the Green Bay Packers fan earlier in the show.

"Do I know you?" Harry speaks into the microphone.

You foolishly turn around before looking back at him before pointing to yourself. He laughs. "Yes, you."

"Don't think so." You shout back, hoping he can hear you.

That wasn't the truth, but it didn't feel like a lie. See, many moons ago, when Harry was still in One Direction, and you were booking Indie films and minor roles for prominent directors, you both happened to be attending the same event a mutual friend invited you to attend. Harry approached you and chatted with you for a long time, sharing a drink of apple cider until he was whisked away.

You didn't know he tried to find you again later in the night or that he asked everyone who attended if they had seen you or knew who you were, but no one seemed to recognize her name. It wasn't until his sister, Gemma, mentioned watching a show named "New Amsterdam'' did he find you again. You were a semi-regular from London a surgeon and were so positively received by the audience that it seemed you were coming back as a regular. Then after finally finding out your name, he fell down the rabbit hole of your IMDB, and well ever since 2018, it's like he always had an out for you.

Harry watched your newest horror thriller film Ready or Not and Love and Monsters, where you had a small role but captured his attention every time you were on the screen. He had watched countless interviews and learned how you had worked with Dylan O'Brien before in a film named First Time, sharing how Dylan gave you lots of advice and managed to be a friend through your growing career. Maybe he was biased, but he thought you were an outstanding actress, each role you made your own. Acting alongside Tom Hanks and being the person to stand out. Don't even get him started in your role in The Queen's Gambit; he could discuss it all day and night.

Well, Harry can proudly be called your fanboy.

Harry had that party in 2015 flash through his mind, and he was hoping you remembered him as well. He'd known he would recognize you in any crowd; he just didn't expect it to be in Minnesota.

He steps closer and narrows his eyes. "May 2015."

You gasp, and it stuns his fans. Not that he knows you, but that he stated a date that they could maybe pinpoint. You doubted it as you don't remember documenting the night or making conversation with anyone other than Harry.

"Yeah," you smile, nodding. "Thought you wouldn't remember."

"I remember a lot in the big head of mine." He jokes. You laugh. "Any requests?" He's smiling at you, waiting to see what you'd say.

You think about it, "Medicine!"

He smirks. "Did you say canyon moon?" The crowd cheers for medicine, and a few yell, asking for to be so lonely, "well, we will be doing Canyon Moon. This is for you." Harry sends you a wink before strutting away to get ready.

"Did Harry Styles recognize you?" Naomi asks, not believing that happened.

"Yes."

"From six years ago."

"Yes."

"Holy shit. What is your life?!"

You laugh because that did not feel real. Naomi spins you around as you happily dance and sing along to a song now dedicated to you. You're trying your best to ignore the glances and the few cameras being pointed at you. You see the recognition in many girls around you, and with no security, you hope they stay respectful.

"Think you might have to get away," Naomi grimaces.

You sigh, still dancing along to the song, "yeah."

"Damn,"

"I'll just slip out and wait in the car. You finish the show." You tell her, not wanting to take this experience away from her.

Naomi pouts, "You're too good of a person. We'll leave before the encore. Got like two songs left."

You nod, knowing she has a point, enjoy the last bit and worry leaving in a while everyone is distracted cheering for an encore they knew was coming.

After finishing crying to Fine Line, swaying with your best friend to a song that brings you so much comfort, you make your way towards the exit where you entered, knowing it'd be the easiest way out. Naomi links your hands together and pulls you forward, staying close to the barricade when a hand sticks out, landing on your elbow stopping you. You startle bumping into Naomi, not recognizing the man. Naomi is ready to rip him a new one when he lifts a pass up. "Love on Tour: Manager."

You let out a sigh, instantly relaxing. "I'm Jeff." He introduces himself.

"I'm Y/N, and this is Naomi."

Jeff smiles, "I know who you are. Think most people do. The cameras put you on the screens."

"Oh," you feel your face flush.

"If you need to leave, we can get you out backstage, but you can also watch from here with me if you'd like to. I've got fancy one-of-a-kind lanyards."

You look at Naomi but know the choice is in your hands, and well, you're hesitating. "I've got it on good authority that someone wants to meet you." Jeff offers.

You nod, letting him hand over a pass, slipping it over your head going over to a side entrance where the security enables you to pass through. You thank him before greeting Jeff in a handshake, and he seems taken back at the gesture before shaking your hand.

"Can I just say I'm a fan of your work? You were incredible in Queen's Gambit. My wife adores the show and you." Jeff tells you as you stand next to him.

You grin at him. "Thank you, means a lot to hear that. Send her my best, will you? If you want, we can send her a message or sign something." You offer.

"You're kind, thank you."

Naomi finally speaks up, still on edge, "Listen, Jeff, don't go taking advantage of her."

"Course not. I understand how much H values his privacy. I imagine it's the same for you."

You nod, "She means well; she's very protective. We've been friends since the sixth grade."

"I understand friendship," He squeezes your arm in assurance. "I feel like I've known Harry all my life. I'd never try to jeopardize your privacy. But you are at a concert for one of the most in-demand artists of the time."

You giggle, "That I am."

You turn back on stage as Harry starts singing Sign of the Times, and the note changes make you feel as if you're hearing it for the time. You sing along, loving that Jeff sings as well. You had not expected to be here but wouldn't change this moment for anything.

Harry introduces his band, Elin, Ny Oh, Niji, Pauli, Mitch, and Sarah. Jeff laughed as he heard you scream the loudest for Sarah out of the other members. You know he makes a mental note of that. Harry begins having the audience riff off with him. He's walking around going from side to side, seeing who can sing it louder. Harry goes back to where you were initially standing to seek you out but doesn't find you. He asks for the house lights and nothing. He frowns, and you catch that on the screens before he moves down, finding a fan dressed as a banana.

He begins singing "she's dressed as a banana" in a beat that fits so well with what the band is playing. That truly is impressive. The crowd singing it with him just as loudly. You're sure that catchy tune will be stuck in your head for a long time.

"He was looking for you," Jeff yells over the intro to the song.

"Was not." You state.

"He was. I know him well. Also, you were the only one he interacted with within the area."

You hum, "Never thought he'd spot me in a crowd."

"Are you kidding? He'd find you in the crowd of time square. He's got a crush on you." Jeff lets slip.

"You don't say," you smirk.

"Please don't tell him I told you."

"Secret is safe with me."

You dance singing back the lyrics when Jeff looks over at you, "Well,"

"Well, what?" Not amused, he interrupted your singing to watermelon sugar.

"You fancy him?"

"Honestly, he's a dream. We clicked all those years ago, so maybe it's still there."

Jeff nods, liking your response, beginning to dance when you see someone else going crazy for his moves, and you start cheering them on. You come to learn his name is Tommy, and he's also part of Harry's team. After kiwi, Jeff ushered you backstage, taking you into a communal area where everyone meets after to celebrate with a drink.

And now you wait.

The band comes in full of chatter; Pauli has a bi pride flag resting on his shoulders. Sarah has her hand resting around Mitch's waist. Elin and Ny Oh were laughing with each other as they all stepped in Jeff at your side.

You wave hello to everyone, holding your breath as you feel all of their eyes on you. Turning to the side to look at Jeff, he does nothing but laugh, "Friends, this is Y/N Belmonte and her friend Naomi. Y/N and Naomi, this is Sarah Jones' band." You all let out a laugh, instantly thankful for Jeff's joke to break the ice.

"A pleasure to meet you all. You were incredible out there." You grin at them, hoping someone will say something.

"Thank you," Mitch replies, and it instantly relaxes you.

"Someone's favorite is the drummer," Jeff teases as they wait for Harry to make his way inside as he had to remove his mic pack and also took a moment to himself after.

You feel your face flush, "my grandma liked playing the drums, and I was rubbish. I'm great on piano, but I just have so much respect for the drums. Not that you all aren't amazing, it's just personal." You defend.

"No worries, I respect that," Niji replies, offering a fist pump.

"So are we okay to take photos with you? We're big fans, and I think Queen's Gambit is always playing in our tour bus." Elin tells you.

"Oh, and the thriller about hide and seek," Pauli informs you.

"Thank you, of course, we can."

After getting photos with everyone, make sure to get them on your phone as well, knowing you'd have to share on your close friends' list about how great the concert was and how lucky you were to meet the band. By the time Harry comes in, everyone is chatting as if we've known each other for months. You learn how funny and intelligent Pauli and Niji are. Ny Oh tells you about life on tour. Elin shares how she's having the best time and offers to show you some tunes on the guitar.

"Jeff-she's gone again. I couldn't even-" he stops in his tracks as he sees you standing with Mitch and Sarah, their phone in hand as they were showing you photos of their baby. "How are you here?"

"Oh, my best friend Naomi bought us tickets. Very nice of her. She said something about Ticketmaster sucking." You laugh thinking back to her story about how she got online early and even had Sarai helping her.

"No backstage. I looked for you in the crowd. I didn't see you."

Jeff gives you an I told you, so look from the side, and you bite back a smile.

"Oh, that's what you were looking for. Thought you lost a contact lens." Naomi teases.

"Jeff was kind enough to offer us to exit backstage if we needed a way out and also said it was okay if we stayed." You smile at Harry's confused but elated face. "Said you might want to meet. Got a good manager in your hands."

Harry nods, his voice soft, "can I hug you?"

You grin and nod, in two strides, he's in front of you, bringing you wrapping his arms around you, and you do the same, resting them on his waist. He's holding you tight as if he won't be letting go any time soon.

He squeezes you tightly two more times before letting you go but leaving a hand resting on your back. "You should introduce yourself with your full name. I only had your name to go by."

You frown, "I used my first name with Jeff, and he knew not to sound conceited or anything."

"No, six years ago. You left, and I never found you that night. I only had your name to go by."

Your eyes widen in surprise, "Well, shit. I didn't know that."

"Yeah, I didn't know who to ask."

You're aware everyone is tuned in with your conversation with Harry but don't mind. "Could have asked Harry Lambert. He invited me to the event."

"Who?" Harry asks, not sure if he heard you correctly.

"Your stylist, Harry Lambert. He helped style me a lot when I was starting out. He said to call him if I ever needed him, and it was thanks to him, I found Gabbi. She's amazing and the reason I dress so well." You gesture down to your outfit.

"Holy shit, six degrees of separation."

"Truly."

"I mean, I asked everyone at that event about you, but Lambert had left early. Why did you leave?"

You shrugged. "Didn't know anyone other than Lambert, and we had a conversation, but you literally bounced from person to person, so I assumed you wouldn't circle back and left."

Harry nods, "Sounds like past me; I'm better at staying in one place now."

"Noted."

"Right, well, fancy a drink again?"

"Sure-'

"Ginger ale or sparkling water?"

You don't even ask why he remembers, "Water is fine."

"Alright, you had your moment. I'd like an introduction." Naomi walks over after he hands you your drink.

You chuckle, "Right. Naomi, meet Harry Styles. Harry, meet my best friend, Naomi Hart."

"Pleasure, Harry. I'm a big fan. That was a hell of a performance." She offers her hand to him, and he happily shakes it back.

"Thank you! It means so much. Have you been to a show before?"

Naomi nods eagerly. "Yes, we were in London both nights as a graduation gift for me and my partner and your final show in LA."

"Ah," he smirks, "big fans then."

"Oh yeah, want to know something about Y/N. She always cries to fine line."

You elbow her in her side, "shut up before I make him blocklist you."

Harry frowns, "Wouldn't dare."

"Fine, I'll block you from all my events," you falsely threaten.

"Quite rude of you to say. We wouldn't be here if it weren't for me."

"Actually for me- I could have spent my days off at home with-"

Naomi interrupts, "Please, you don't know what's home?"

You're aware everyone is still watching and frown, "hey- that's not nice."

"Sorry, babe, but you are a little lost."

You can't help but nod because it's true.

"Thank you for bringing her today; I'm a big fan." Harry addresses you both.

"Are you?" You're genuinely surprised.

"Of course. You're amazing. You're acting breathtaking."

"Well, I'm excited to see your film as well. Florence is a good friend, and she speaks highly of you."

"Thank you. Next year if you can believe it."

Release dates may be far, but they come quickly; you've learned, "you nervous about that?"

He nods, "just a bit; it will be different from Dunkirk."

"Sure as a male lead. I'd assume so."

"Do you sing?" Mitch asks, changing the conversation, "sorry, it's just that you said you play the piano."

"You do?" Harry's eyes widened in amazement.

"I can carry a tune," you offer, looking at Mitch and grin at him.

"Carry a tune, my ass." Naomi scoffs. "She's on the soundtrack of Coco. Singing in Spanish and English, and she composed a lot for things like The Greatest Showman and even a new Marvel film." She tells them proudly.

"Alright, stop talking before we have to make them sign NDA's," you joke.

"We'd be glad to," Harry replies.

"You're fine. Most of the info is available online anyways."

"Hmmm…why don't you perform?" Pauli asks.

"I like acting; it's where I'm meant to be. Learning new roles and also most of my directors let me learn from them. Always give me constant feedback. Think the end goal is one day directing my own kind of movies or shows that allow people to feel something, something to connect to."

"That's remarkable," Jeff tells you.

"Yeah, I'm proud of what I've done. Sure, I might not have lots of awards, but I love what I do, and I can proudly stand behind each work that has come out."

Everyone is staring at you, and you grow nervous. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Harry assures you.

Sarah answers for everyone, "it's nice to see you sticking to your values."

"Well, of course, I know it's harder to address when in the public eye, but I try my best to be honest because sure they might not know me, but they are a part of me just as I am of them."

"That's really insightful. Thank you. I—I'm going to think about that more." Harry tells you, giving your hip a comforting squeeze.

You nod. Everyone quickly falls into chatter after a moment, and you're relieved, glad the attention has shifted well not everyone one's as you feel Harry's on you as you take a drink of the water. Naomi is chatting with Pauli, who's showing Naomi their outfit doing a small spin.

"This must be nice to experience each night; it feels like family."

Harry agrees, "They are. Everyone is important. Especially since we spend so many days on the road together away from those we love."

You both grow quiet, enjoying the laughter and chatter that everyone fills in the room.

"When Naomi said you didn't have a home, is that true?"

You sigh. "You don't have to answer." He assures you.

"Know anywhere more private we can chat?"

Harry nods, taking your hand in his leading you down hallway after hallway before arriving at the stairs leading to a luxury suite. You can see workers taking down the set; there are so many people out there.

"Wow, I've never seen it being taken down."

"Yeah. Build it each day only to take it down and do it again the following day."

"The 360 stage is great. Honestly felt your presence the whole time."

"Just what I like to hear." He laughs.

Harry takes a seat, and you follow, sitting right next to him, knowing he's waiting for you. You take a moment to gather your thoughts before deciding that, yes, you do want to share this with him.

"I lost my parents when I was eight. A drunk driver hit them when they were on their way to pick me up from school. I lived in England all my life, specifically Brighton. My father was born in the US, and his parents still lived in California. They moved from Mexico with a Visa, and they had a hard upbringing here, but they fought to give my dad the best they could. He fell in love and followed my mother across the world. I knew what death meant when they passed, but I didn't understand that I wouldn't see them anymore. That morning having breakfast together would be the last memory I'd ever have with them." You stop and take a breath when you feel Harry take your hand in his.

"So at eight, I was uprooted from my life and moved to California to be raised by my grandparents. They were mourning the loss of a son and a daughter-in-law, but they told me that I was the miracle that helped them keep moving forward. They taught me Spanish, and I picked up Italian from my neighbor. I lost them in 2016. My grandma had a heart condition, and after she passed away, two weeks later, my grandpa passed away."

You're no longer fighting back your tears; it's been a while since you've shared the story. Honestly, you can't remember the last time you spoke about this, but it feels good. Not as heavy.

"My abuelo said he was sorry to leave me alone but assured me I was in good hands and that I surrounded myself with great people that would look out for me. Grown, the limited series I did for HBO, won me an Emmy, and it was based partially around my life and how I had to grow up alone building a found family as I went through life. It's very little, but it's my story to the world on my own terms if you know me. The screenwriter and director are two who have worked with me closely since I came into this crazy world and honored a bit of me in the best way they could."

Harry has tears running down his face, and you reach your free hand up to wipe them away, hating that you made him sad. "After losing them, I wasn't sure what to do. Naomi was in Minnesota, and well after they passed, I moved in with her. I had the house, but it wasn't the same, and as much as I love Naomi, she's got someone else she calls home. I finished filming in London a week before the Emmys, and it's the safest I've felt. I just don't have many people to call family in London."

Harry reaches a hand to rest on your cheek, and you let out a deep sigh letting yourself relax in his hold. "You got me. I know we just met or well reunited, but let me in, and I promise I'll never leave your side. Let me help you see London as home again.

You nod, letting his words sink in, "I'm a wanderer who's looking for a place to call home."

"Song lyrics?"

"No, it's a saying I always said to Naomi."

He hums, "Might just have to write a song together."

"Not anytime soon."

"I'm patient." He promises. "Thank you for sharing that with me. Clearly, it wasn't easy, but I'm proud of how far you've come and can't wait to continue to see you grow."

"Thank you for listening. It's been a while since I've told anyone. I'm sorry if it was too much."

He shakes his head, "no apologies, love."

You nod; Harry leans back in the seat, letting his hand drop that was resting on your face on your lap. You're quick to catch it before he can remove it playing with his rings. You fall into a comfortable conversation talking about what stood out the most from the show, and you tell him about favorite places to eat in Minnesota. He shares that he loves that you accidentally matched. He makes you take a photo on his phone so that he can send it off to his sister to make her jealous. He takes a lot, an excuse to hold you close, not that you mind.

His phone rings with a phone call he is quick to ignore, then three chimes follow. He sighs, "I need to get on the road."

"Right," you don't move to get up, and neither does Harry.

"Alright, if we exchange numbers?"

"Be disappointed if we don't. I want those photos we took." You remind him.

You swap phones inputting your name as Belmonte 2015 💛

He smirks as he sees your name, and you laugh at how simple his contact name is: H 🕺

"Thank you for sharing with me."

"Well, next time, you owe me a life story." You declare.

He sounds smug, "next time?"

"Sure, told you my life story. Means you're part of my life forever. And I liked spending time with you."

"Yeah, I did too," he goes silent. "Felt like a date."

"Sneaky, Styles."

"What?"

"I deserve to be asked out properly, don't you think?"

Harry nods, "well, of course."

"Good, so," you urge him on.

"Will you let me take you on a date?" His voice wavering, not sure if you'd accept even though you told him to ask you.

You nod. "Yeah, six years late, but yes."

"You liked me too?" He asks, bewildered.

You grin, "I laughed at your jokes, batted my eyes at you. I flirted and think you were too busy being Mr. Popular to notice."

"Maybe, but god, you made me nervous and relaxed at the same time. I've never felt that way again until tonight when I saw you in the crowd."

"Well, I can't wait to see where life takes us."

As you make your way down the now empty hallways, you saunter, trying to extend your time together as much as possible. He asks about your favorite song to karaoke to, you ask about his go-to meal on the road. Going back and forth with questions. Not stopping until you're back in the room you were in earlier, except now only three people sit there, Naomi, Jeff, and Tommy.

"Did you fuck?" Naomi asks bluntly.

"Fuck Omie, and you ask why I don't take others anywhere."

"To be fair, I'm a lot to handle."

"No, we didn't," Harry answers, not wanting her to ask again.

You see her sitting next to more than a few items that have bunnies and Harry's face on them. Naomi follows your gaze, her smile widening. "I went shopping." She gloats.

"I see they found a way to get you to behave."

"Well, of course. Lots are for Sarai and me mostly; you can claim something you like as yours. We'll count this as your payment for staying at my apartment for free."

You laugh, not at all upset that she used your card; God knows there is so much money on there and if she wanted to use it by all means.

"Why am I not surprised?"

"You did leave it with me, and I know to use it for emergencies. Clearly, it was one."

"Jeff, you made our new friend pay?" Harry asks.

"She insisted."

"I did," Naomi agrees. "This one would have thrown a fit if not." Gesturing to you with a point of thumb.

"Geez, don't need to call me out, but she's right. You're all a hard-working team, not the only paychecks it'll be going to."

Harry knows he can't argue with that.

Naomi brings the topic back to them, "So anything interesting happen up there you'd like to share?"

Harry happily replies, "we will be going on a date."

"That's great, but we got to go," Jeff responds, leaving no room for argument.

Harry nods, not hiding his sadness as he brings you in for a hug. Your arms go around his waist; it truly felt like a reunion of a few months and not years.

He was not ready to say goodbye so soon when he got an idea.

"Say what you doing Friday?"

You pull away to look up at him, a bit shocked and a bit nervous about what he might ask you. "Not sure; I got a free schedule for some time."

Harry smirks; he brings a hand up, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb. "You like Chicago?"

And well… that's a story for another time.

thank you for reading, any kind of feedback is welcomed and appreciated.

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chicago part two

Over A Decade Series

(Choi Seungcheol x reader)

seventeen Masterlist

Summary: This story spans over a period of 10 years where the reader and seungcheol are best friends trying to find the perfect timing to be together.

Over a decade (Source fic)

The Getaway

New Years With you

Make a Wish, Birthday Boy

Is this a proposal?

Tongue Thief

One Call Away

Let's Play Pretend

Come to Me

Roadtrip

Day 1 from today (Part 1 / Part 2)

Cotton Candy

-More to come!

Unspoken Attraction Masterlist

My very first Charles Leclerc fanfiction !

Summary :

Y/N, the younger sister of renowned Alpine F1 driver Pierre Gasly, has always kept her distance from the chaotic world of racing. Focused on her studies and determined to make a name for herself, she never imagined being drawn into the adrenaline-fueled universe of motorsport.

That all changes after a celebration for Pierre’s big win, where Y/N crosses paths with Charles Leclerc, Ferrari’s rising star and her brother’s best friend. Charles has always seen her as "Pierre’s little sister," but this time, things are different. Sparks fly, boundaries blur, and the pair find themselves navigating a connection that grows stronger with every shared moment.

Chapters :

Chapter 1 : The meeting

Chapter 2 : A familiar stranger

Chapter 3 : Protective instincts

Chapter 4 : Shattered expectations

Chapter 5 : Tension rises

Chapter 6 : The ball in Monaco

Chapter 7 : A brother protection

Chapter 8 : A conversation long overdue

Chapter 9 : The chase for forgiveness

Chapter 10 : Breaking down the walls

Chapter 11 : Crossing Boundaries

Chapter 12 : Push forward

Chapter 13 : The beggining of something real

Chapter 14 : Monaco break

Chapter 15 : The night that was too quiet

Chapter 16 : A morning full of surprises

Chapter 17 : Padel games

Chapter 18 : A night out

Chapter 19 : Hold back

Chapter 20 : Morning of desire (smut)

Chapter 21 : High above love (smut)

Chapter 22 : Monza Magic

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Taglist : @linnygirl09, @prttylight, @itsblowssoms, @leila-030304, @sltwins, @akulici, @emneedshelp

Masterlist

JJ Maybank - Outer Banks

Secret Lives Part 1 & Part 2 & Part 3

You and JJ never got along so your friends trap the two of you on a boat in the middle of the marsh to work it out. Only it doesn’t go as planned

Pain Is Beauty

You and Kie try to wax your legs yourselves for the first time and accidentally get yourselves trapped in a sticky situation that gets you locked in your room with JJ and Pope while you listen to Sarah and John B fight outside your door. Routledge!Reader.

Family and Hope

A month after your brother disappeared, you’re confronted by someone you never thought you would see again, forcing you to come to terms with reality.

Scared to Love

You go from being best friends, to friends with benefits, to strangers with JJ Maybank. You tried your best not to fall in love with your best friend, but how could anyone not love the infamous Pogue?

Precious Life

After your best friend passes away, you fall in love with JJ Maybank. But with insecurities from your past relationship and mental deterioration from your best friend’s passing, are you able to give JJ everything he wants in the relationship?

Breathe With Me

After finding out who hurt you on that horrific night, JJ helps you through another panic attack and makes plans to protect his girl.

Let Me Go

Y/N still lives with the Cameron’s following the death of her brother, but she’s being held there against her will. After many failed escape attempts, Y/N finally gets out of Figure Eight, but she’s far from safe.

Family Troubles

After the death of your brother, you move to the mainland with a nice foster family. Months later, you get the biggest shock of your life that leaves you questioning what you want.

A Rock and a Hard Place

You’re trying to cope with the death of your twin sister, while trying to manage the growing tension between your family and your friends. 

Secrets of the Shore -  Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24

Rewrite of the Outer Banks but John B has a twin sister. 

The Hybrid - Prologue  Part 1  Part 2 (ON HOLD)

The Pogues rekindle their friendship with their old childhood best friend and JJ’s first crush, Y/N. Old feelings resurface for JJ and Y/N, possibly leading to a summer neither one of them could ever forget. Due to past trauma, Y/N is reluctant to let anyone into her heart, but JJ never backs down from a challenge, even if he knows it will come back to haunt him in the end.

John B Routledge - Outer Banks

Gut Feeling - Routledge!Reader 

As your older brother, John B tends to decide what he thinks is best for the two of you. Disregarding your concerns about Ward Cameron, John B decides it would be best for the two of you to accept Ward’s offer to be your guardian. Later, John B learns that he should he really trust his sister’s instincts.

JJ Maybank Fic Recs

OBX Rewrite Recs

Fred Weasley - Harry Potter 

The Daughter - Summary/Notes  Chapter 1 Chapter Two

Fred Weasley x Lestrange Daughter

Welcome

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Me : 22 yo, she/her

I write for : F1 drivers : Lando Norris, Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen, Oscar Piastri

Genre : fluff, angst, smut, smau

Request : open

English is not my first language, please be indulgent !

Likes and reblog are really appreciated :)

Last update : Plus one (LN4)

Hey love, do you know any fics of Tom x reader where she is insecure and jealous with Zendaya? Anything works, your amazing at this💗🥺

insecure!reader

drabbles & blurbs

imagine being insecure about tom and zendaya’s friendship by @celebrities-imagines

insecure by @ashisbaeee 

jealous by @spiderboytotherescue

oneshots

the cool brother by @cosmicholland​

versace on the floor by @livingmybestfictionallife 

summary: you’re insecure over tom’s reaction to zendaya in the “versace on the floor” music video.

insecure by @tomhollandglasses

missing you by @tomhsparker

summary: tom is away at sdcc while promoting spider-man: homecoming. things start to go downhill as a facetime call ensues and jealousy arises. 

jealous by @avengers-sweethearts

predictable by @dr0wning-in-hell 

summary: tom is seen more with zendaya than his own girlfriend, and a photo of them locking lips in public just brings y/n’s life crashing down on her.

i will always choose you by @favefandomimagines 

jealous, much? by @killer-barnes 

summary: the reader is jealous of tom and zendaya’s relationship. however, tom is there to reassure them.

doesn’t compare by @stylesharrys (new)

summary: you’re not supposed to hear it, but you do, and it just confirms everything you ever wondered and you’re stuck with what to do next. 

Y/N Belmonte was getting her first break in a long time. There was no filming lined up and no new auditions to prepare for. You had decided to spend the next few weeks and maybe months with your best friend but after being surprised with a concert to love on tour and being recognized by the man himself, Harry Styles, well it led to an exciting meeting.

Now Y/N has found herself joining Harry and crew for the rest of the tour; it seems like you are in for a ride.

Love, friendship, and fame.

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𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡, gossip girl.

౨ৎ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 | three best friends, a boyfriend and gossip blog page. what's the worst could happen?

y/n winfrey was the resident IT girl of the upper-east side, alongside her friends serena and blair. but underneath all that glamour, popularity and luxury, is just a girl who misses how it was.

౨ৎ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | nate archibald x fem!reader, platonic!serena van der woodsen x fem!reader, platonic!blair waldorf x fem!reader

౨ৎ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(s) | best friends to strangers to friends to lovers. this is a fanfiction for nate, but there is also subplots with reader, blair and serena. canon gossip girl stuff like drama, underage drinking/drug usage, DRAMA, mentions of SA, family issues, oh did i mention drama?

౨ৎ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 | okay so, i'm rewatching gossip girl and i fell back in love with nate (pretty boy) archibald. but i also realized how much of a SLUT!! he is, like genuinely, he wants everyone (and their moms). but anyway, this is very much canon gossip girl but i'm changing the plot as it goes on HAHAH.

i also don't know how much i'll write, i may just write for season 1 and then stop, not sure yet. guess we'll figure out as we go. let me know your thoughts, inbox is ALWAYS open for anything! kk, love ya guys

original characters.

prologue

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

chapter 4

chapter 5

chapter 6

chapter 7

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A Little Bit of Your Heart | YOONKOOK | Masterlist

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Pair: Yoongi  x f!reader ; Jungkook x f!reader

Summary: You had everything you could ever dream of; the career of your dreams as a music producer, the best friends you could ever wish for, and a exes-turned-friends-turned-fuck-buddies relationship with Min Yoongi. You knew you and Yoongi would never move past that and you were okay with it. Until a friend from your past comes back into your life, offering to give you everything you deserve, everything Yoongi couldn’t. Will Jungkook show you what you’ve been missing? Or will the new guy threaten Yoongi enough to do something about it? 

Genre and warnings: Series, fluff, angst, smut, non idol au, music producer au. Vmin side pairing. Roommate Namjoon, producer rap line, producer reader. Ginger Yoongi and Blueberry Koo. Namjoon and Jungkook are cousins in this, go with it. Ex-Yoongi. Childhood friend Jungkook. Mentions of Sope and Hoseok x reader.

Taglist: Open!

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