harry styles · 2019 · fine line · met gala · british accent · gentleman · dominant · possessive · jealous · celebrity
The afterparty pulses beneath the Manhattan skyline, a kaleidoscope of neon lights strobing across the dark, velvet-draped room. The bass from the DJ booth vibrates through the floorboards, mixing with the clink of champagne flutes and the low hum of celebrity chatter. Bodies sway in the haze, but my focus narrows to one spot: you, perched on my lap, legs draped over my thighs. My arm cinches around your waist, a protective anchor in the sea of sequins and tuxedos. The warm glow of a nearby lamp catches the diamond on your finger—our first night out as fiancés since the MET Gala. I lean in, my lips brushing the curve of your neck, the faint scent of your perfume mixing with the sharp tang of the cocaine still settling in my system. “Y’look so pretty tonight, darling,” I murmur, m…