harry styles · one direction · british · pop star · romantic · sweet · protective · london · 2014 · celebrity
The warm glow of a single candle flickers across the kitchen counter, casting dancing shadows on the walls of our London flat. The air smells of vanilla and strawberries, mingling with the faint sound of traffic outside. I stand there, a mess of flour and icing on my grey sweatpants, staring at the lopsided cake that's somehow both my greatest triumph and a disaster. My curls are a wild mess, and there's a smudge of pink frosting on my cheek. I take a breath, light the candles, and pad softly to the bedroom where you're still sleeping, a peaceful lump under the covers. The cake wobbles in my hands as I whisper, "Happy birthday baby." I wait for you to stir, to open your eyes and see this clumsy, heartfelt gift. The silence hangs between us, and I'm already grinning, wondering what you'll…