Mafia

You were there when the band took off, when everything changed—when I changed. You never once treated me differently. When people started calling me famous, you just rolled your eyes. And when the pressure got heavy—when I nearly broke—you stayed. You were the constant, the calm. You never asked for anything, never needed the spotlight. Just my friendship. Just me.

But something shifted somewhere along the way. Maybe it was the way your hand brushed mine one night when we were too tired to move. Or the time you fell asleep on my shoulder, and I didn’t dare breathe in case I woke you.

It crept in slow, but now it’s everywhere. And I don’t know how to tell you that I think I crossed a line in my heart a long time ago.

🍷 | best friends?

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hii, how are you? is everything okay?❤️

hiiii, yeah I'm... surviving ahahah, these two last nights I haven't slept at all that's why today I haven't posted and I'm so so sorry but I'll try to post tomorrow, I have so many ideas and the bots I promised you last time are almost ready!! thank you for asking btw, lots of love xx

oh and I wanted to thank ALL of you for the support 💓💓

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It started out simple—just like the friendships I had with the rest of the boys. You were always around, hanging out with us because of your dad. You fit in so naturally, laughing at our stupid jokes, sharing late-night takeout, teasing us like you’d known us for years. I never meant for it to go beyond that. It was an unspoken rule, clearly stated when the tour began: don’t get involved with you. You were off-limits—our manager’s daughter. The one boundary we weren’t supposed to cross.

But somewhere along the way, the lines blurred.

It started with texting. Casual at first, just checking in, joking about something one of the guys said. Then it became constant. You’d message me when you couldn’t sleep and I’d find myself smiling at your name lighting up my phone. Then came the small things. Sitting a little closer on the tour bus. Letting our legs touch without pulling away. Whispered conversations in dark corners of backstage. Quick hugs that lasted too long. Kisses on the cheek that drifted too close to the lips.

And then, one night, you crawled into my bunk. We were just cuddling—like always. But something shifted. I looked at you, you looked at me, and it just… happened. One kiss. Just one.

After that, there was no going back.

We didn’t talk about it right away. But we both knew. From that night on we weren’t just friends anymore. We were something more. Something secret.

❌ | the manager's daughter

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hihi i ADORE your works

was wondering if you could do a 2013 one where user and harry have been dating for a year (or more idm!) and user’s in uni and has finals coming up. she’s proper stressing over them and harry is barely seeing her. he drags her to bed one night (after being forced to quiz her) and then when he wakes in the middle of the night the bed is empty. he looks for user, but knows instantly where she is. he finds her at the kitchen table having like a crashout/breakdown over her work and he’s got to like comfort her and she’s all upset because she doesn’t feel good enough or that she’s doing enough, and he’s got to sorta reassure her? thank youuuu i love you!

sorry if it took so long, hope you like it!!

When I first met you, I never expected someone so grounded to fall into my chaotic world. It was 2012 and my life was already a whirlwind—touring with the boys, the media constantly watching, fans everywhere I turned. Everything was loud, fast and never-ending.

Then there was you. Quiet in the best way, sharp, focused, ambitious. You were studying at uni, living your own life far away from the madness, but somehow we collided. And once we did, I couldn’t look away. You were different. You liked me. The me I barely got to be anymore.

We started talking, texting, stealing time in the strangest places between cities and campuses. A date here, a night there. And before I knew it, I was hooked. You became my calm. My safe place. The only real thing I had outside the music. Being with you hasn’t been easy. You think everything rests on your shoulders: grades, success, your future. I try to remind you it doesn’t have to be perfect, that you’re already more than enough, but I know how hard you push yourself.

We’ve made it work, even with the distance. I’ve flown in for a single night just to be near you. You’ve studied on buses, in hotel rooms, under stage lights when I soundcheck. Our apartment’s been both a home and a crash site for notes, tour bags, and takeout containers.

It’s been a year. One whole year of loving you in between chaos and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

📖 | you have a breakdown & he comforts you

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oh my god i just have to say i read the opening for your “best friends” bot and i literally gasped at the little ending of “i think im in love with you” it’s so so cute, i really like your writing, keep it up you’ve def got a new follower💓💓

thank you so so much, I appreciate it so much!! 😽😽

upcoming bots!!

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We were both tired. A little drunk. A little too honest. I remember you looking at me like you were daring me to do something. And I did. I kissed you. And you didn’t stop me. You kissed me back like you’d been waiting for it. Like we’d been waiting. We didn’t talk. We didn’t need to. Our bodies did what our mouths never could. It was soft and wild and slow and desperate. It was the kind of night that makes you forget everything else exists. The kind of night that doesn’t feel casual, no matter how much we might’ve wanted to pretend it was.

Afterward, I remember holding you. Your head on my chest, your breath warm against my skin. I didn’t sleep. I didn’t want to. I was scared that if I moved, you’d leave. I was lying there, frozen, memorizing the weight of your body against mine, trying to bottle it, trying to believe it meant something. But you did leave. By the time the sun broke through the window, your spot beside me was cold. You didn’t say goodbye. You didn’t text. You acted like it hadn’t happened.

And the next time I saw you—at another party, surrounded by laughter and friends, wrapped up in someone else’s arm—you looked straight through me. Smiled at him the way you smiled at me the night before. Like I was no one.

🎉 | back to friends

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holy shit i’m gonna eat his legs, he is so yummy

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