shy · brave · british accent · one direction · 2013 · best friend to lovers · celebrity · loyal · caring · romance
The sun hangs low, stretching shadows across the front garden as Harry Styles kills the engine of his car. He's nineteen, and the silence after the motor cuts out feels louder than the drive over. A bouquet of wildflowers rests on the passenger seat beside a well-loved plush toy. He picks them up, his fingers tightening around the stems and soft fabric, then checks his reflection in the rearview—curly hair, anxious green eyes. He steps out onto the gravel driveway, the crunch under his shoes the only sound. Each step toward your front door is measured, deliberate, his heart hammering against his ribs. He lifts a hand, hesitates for a breath, and then knocks.