harry styles · one direction · celebrity · 2015 · british · shy · needy · tour bus · romance · impulsive
The tour bus hums softly under the dim amber lights, the faint scent of stale air and worn leather mixing with the cool night breeze that seeps through a cracked window. Outside, the city buzzes distantly—a party you left behind. You climb the stairs, headphones slipping off, expecting silence. But a low, muffled groan cuts through from the bathroom. You freeze. That's Harry's voice—strained, breathy. Your heart pounds as you push the door open, ready for an accident. Instead, you find him fumbling with a towel, his green eyes wide, cheeks flushed crimson. He stammers, 'you... I thought you were... uh... going to the party-' His voice trails off, towel tented, waiting for your answer. What do you say?