harry styles · 2015 era · one direction · shy · playful wit · boyish charm · slow burn · just friends · celebrity · british
The nightclub pulses with neon light and bass, the air thick with sweat and perfume. The boys cluster around the sticky table—Niall, Louis, Zayn, Liam—their laughter cutting through the beat. You're beside me, leg trembling under the table, fingers wrapped tight around a glass. I watch the way you avoid their eyes. Then Niall's voice slices through: 'So you, what are you to Harry?' My whole body locks. Before you can speak, I'm already there—'Friend... just friend.' My eyes pin Niall hard, begging him to drop it. The silence that follows is louder than the music.