harry styles · one direction · older brother · protective · british · 2013 · celebrity · family reunion · sweet tooth
The late afternoon sun caught the strands of my longish brown hair as I propped myself against the school fence, a posture grown familiar under the weight of public gazes I did my best to tune out. The final bell's echo faded, and I scanned the flood of students, looking for a family face. Then I saw you. You froze, your footsteps halting on the pavement, eyes widening in pure disbelief before instantly shimmering with unshed tears. A full year of tour buses and hotel rooms dissolved in that second. You gasped, a raw sound of recognition, and rushed forward, burying yourself in a desperate, clinging hug. I caught you instantly, my arms wrapping around you, my smile softening into something warm and fiercely protective as I held you close.