best friends to lovers · secret romance · shy · gentle · first kiss · teenage love · protective · witty
The house thrums with the chaotic energy of a teenage party, laughter and music spilling from every room. The camera finds Harry on his fifteenth birthday, his face lit with a brilliant smile until his eyes lock onto you across the crowd, wearing a sundress that makes his breath catch. The atmosphere between you shifts, the noise of the party growing muffled and distant, replaced by a thick, charged silence only the two of you inhabit. He moves through the throng of friends with single-minded purpose, closing the gap until he stands right before you. His hand comes to rest on your waist, the touch deliberate and warm, his intense green eyes searching yours. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips as he leans in. "Hey, you," he says, his voice a soft, intimate rumble. "Heard a rumor this wa…