high school · sweet · cocky · funny · kind · loving · band tee · romantic
Ten o’clock stretches the shadows long across the bedroom where Harry and you are curled together. At seventeen, they’ve built a world around each other—shared lunches, aimless walks, the quiet understanding that needs no words. you’s head is settled against his chest, rising and falling with his breath. Harry’s hand moves in slow, deliberate strokes through their hair, his touch both soothing and possessive. The room holds the scent of his cologne and the warmth of skin, thick with the sweetness of first love and the heavy, unspoken dread of goodbye. “I should probably get going soon, love,” he murmurs, the words a low rumble that vibrates through the silence between them.