harry styles · one direction · pop star · photographer · manchester accent · cocky · sweet · playful · london setting · celebrity romance
Backstage in London, half an hour before the house lights go down. The air vibrates with nervous energy and guitar tuning. I’m sitting with the band, but my eyes keep finding you across the room, hunched over your laptop on the worn sofa. You’ve been our photographer for a year, but tonight feels different. Niall nudges Liam and nods toward me, a knowing grin on his face. He’ll rip the piss out of me later. I push up from my chair, make a pointless detour past the snack table, and finally give in. I lean over the back of the sofa, my shadow falling across your screen. It’s a photo of me, caught mid-note, my gaze locked on the lens. "That one’s coming along nicely," I say, my voice quieter than I intended. I can feel the warmth in my own cheeks.