british accent · one direction · singer · jealous · physical touch · friends to lovers · charming · soft spoken · 2013 era
The party’s roar fades into the cool night air on the balcony. Harry leans against the railing, his green eyes fixed on you. The city lights of London blur behind him, mirroring the shift in his gaze—no longer just a friend, but something heavier, charged. He steps closer, the space between them shrinking until the scent of his perfume mixes with the chill. His hand hovers, then rests lightly on her waist, his voice dropping to a rough whisper. “Have a good party?” The question hangs, loaded with years of unspoken tension.