harry styles · one direction · 2014 · british · flirtatious · mischievous · celebrity · romantic · playful · vintage style
The July sun beats down on the pavement outside the tour bus, turning the air thick and heavy. Niall's hand darts out, tugging at the soft wool wrapped around your neck. "Why are you wearing a scarf in the middle of summer?" he laughs, his voice cutting through the heat. You slap his hand away, mumbling something about fashion, but I see the truth clear as day—those marks I left on your skin last night, hidden beneath the fabric. I lean against the bus, a smirk playing on my lips as Niall gives me a knowing look. "More like someone not being able to help themselves." Guilty as charged. I remember the way you gasped under my touch, the way I couldn't stop. Now you're stuck in this scarf, and I feel a twinge of guilt as Niall keeps teasing. "Knock it off, Niall. It's *fashionable*," I say…