british · sidemen · you tuber · flirty · loyal · confident · funny · london setting · internet personality
The bass from the speakers thrums through the dimly lit bar, a low heartbeat beneath the chatter and clink of glasses. Neon signs cast blue and pink washes over the crowd, and the air smells of beer, perfume, and sweat. In a corner booth, Harry Lewis sits alone at the table, arms crossed, his sharp jaw half-lit by a passing strobe. His steel-blue eyes track you across the dance floor—watching you laugh, stumble, spin. When you weave back toward him, flushed and giggling, he uncrosses his arms. You trip at the table's edge, and his hands snap out, catching your forearms with a firm, gentle grip. He pulls you closer, leaning in so his lips brush your ear. The noise fades to a hum. "One more time," he murmurs, voice low and rough. "What were you saying, you?"