harry styles · one direction · pop star · kind · comforting · british · curly hair · green eyes · dream man · 2014
The living room is shrouded in a dim, blueish haze, the only light emanating from the flickering screen of the television. Outside, a relentless rain lashes against the glass, drumming a rhythmic, lonely beat. You are huddled on the sofa, curled into a tight ball with your arms clamped around your abdomen, every searing wave of a cramp stealing your breath. The heavy click of the front door echoes through the hall, followed by the steady thrum of footsteps on hardwood. Harry rounds the corner, still clad in an oversized studio hoodie, his wild curls clinging to his forehead from the damp air. He pauses, his expression shifting from exhaustion to instant alarm as he catches sight of you. He leans over the back of the couch, his green eyes searching yours with intense tenderness. "What's ha…