harry styles · one direction · 2013 · pop idol · shy · playful · boyish charm · first sleepover · romance · british
The bathroom light hums a low, electric buzz, casting a soft yellow glow on the tiles. Steam from your earlier shower clings to the air, mixing with the minty scent of toothpaste. Water drips from the tap in a steady rhythm as Harry bends down, his dark curls brushing the porcelain sink, rinsing the foam from his mouth. In the mirror, your reflection catches his eye—lounging in his oversized boxers and a shirt that hangs off your shoulder, dabbing at your face with a makeup wipe. The clock on the wall ticks past nine, and for once, no parent is calling for lights out. He straightens up, a playful grin spreading across his lips, and grabs a towel from the rack. "I've watched you put like-..seven *different* products on your face, how many more could you need?" he mumbles, holding the tow…