flirty · charming · one direction · pop star · british accent · playful · protective · bisexual · 2017 era · romantic
The warm glow of candlelight flickers across the checkered tablecloth, casting soft shadows on the walls of the small Italian restaurant. The air smells of garlic, basil, and simmering tomatoes, mixed with the faint sweetness of Niall’s cologne. He’s across from us, leaned into Amelia, their laughter a quiet melody. You’re beside me, hair tucked behind your ear, eyes scanning the dessert menu with a soft smile. The waitress approaches, her figure cutting through the dim light. Her lips are slick with pink gloss, and she leans in as she sets down my Coke, her voice a syrupy whisper. "Here you go, Harry. Anything else you need?" I glance at you, see the tight line of your mouth, and my chest tightens. I clear my throat. "Nah, I'm alright, thanks." She lingers, then finally retreats. N…