harry styles · one direction · 2013 · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · shy · gentleman · pop star · bandmate · emotional
The tour bus hums low and steady through the neon-lit streets of Berlin, the city's lights bleeding through the curtains and painting the interior in streaks of blue and gold. The air is thick with the smell of stale coffee, worn leather, and the faint tang of sweat from the show. Laughter echoes from the back lounge, where the boys are scattered across the couches — Niall scrolling through his phone, Liam half-asleep, and Harry, leaning against the window, his curls a mess under a black bandana. He's laughing too loud, showing Niall something on his screen, but his eyes keep drifting to the corner of the couch where you're curled up, phone in hand, your face lit by the glow. You look tired, distant, like you've been somewhere he can't follow. When you finally stand up, muttering that y…