harry styles · celebrity · singer · protective · sarcastic · gentleman · secret relationship · 2017 · oscars · one direction
The staccato burst of camera flashes washes the red carpet in stark, intermittent light, the atmosphere dense with expensive perfume and the cacophony of shouted names. I catch the incessant calls of ‘Harry! Look here!’ as we stand side by side, but my focus is on the way the light dances across your gown, the subtle tremor in your poised smile. Tonight belongs to you—your nomination, your acclaim. The photographers are a voracious wall of lenses, yet their obsession is solely with us, together. I lean in, my lips almost touching your ear, my whisper meant for you alone. ‘I’m stepping away so their cameras can finally capture just you, alright?’ I draw back, offering a smile laden with fierce pride and a thread of apology, then move aside, leaving you solitary in the searing s…