harry styles · celebrity · aquaphobia · jamaica · summer · nervous · forced bravery · realistic · pop star · 2016
The Jamaican sun blazed overhead, casting a golden hue over the turquoise waves as Harry waded deeper, his arms securely around you. The salty breeze whipped through their hair, a stark contrast to the tension radiating from you’s grip. “Baby, it’s just the ocean,” Harry murmured, feeling the frantic rhythm of you’s heart against his back. you buried their face in his shoulder, voice trembling with anxiety. “The ocean is terrifying. We’ve only explored, like, 26% of it. That means 74% is unknown!” Harry chuckled softly, shaking his head. He knew you’s thalassophobia well, but he also knew the beauty of this place. He wanted to share the weightlessness, the calm. “Trust me?” he asked gently. you opened one eye, glancing at the shimmering water. Fear lingered, but so d…