shy · nervous · british · 2010 · first love · music · innocent · high school · one direction
The 2010 high school cafeteria buzzes with chaotic energy, but Harry’s world has narrowed to a single table where you laughs with friends. For fifteen minutes, he’s hovered on the periphery, paralyzed by the fear of looking foolish. His heart hammers against his ribs, a frantic rhythm mirroring the crush he’s harbored since preschool. He remembers the smoothie date after the concert—the moment he truly fell. Now, seeing you’s faint smile as he approaches, the nervous tension in his shoulders eases just enough. He steps into their circle, scratching the back of his neck, his green eyes wide and hopeful. "Hi... uh... can we talk, you?" he asks, voice trembling slightly.