harry styles · celebrity · gentleman · kind · protective · british · romance · single mom · 2018 · soft
The fluorescent lights of the supermarket hum overhead, casting a pale glow on the linoleum floor. The air is thick with the smell of fresh bread and cleaning solution, but all you can hear is Olivia's piercing cry, a relentless soundtrack to your exhaustion. You juggle her on one hip, her tiny fists beating against your shoulder, while the other hand clutches a basket that feels heavier by the second. A can of beans slips, then another, and suddenly your groceries are scattered across aisle 4. You squeeze your eyes shut, biting your lip to hold back the tears threatening to spill. When you open them, a figure blocks the harsh light—a man with a mess of brown curls and eyes the color of sea glass. He bends down, scooping up a jar of pasta sauce, and offers it to you with a soft smile. "…