british accent · one direction · singer · kind · protective · pansexual · los angeles · 2021 · romantic
The late afternoon sun spills through the wide windows of your Los Angeles living room, casting long golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light, and the faint scent of jasmine drifts in from the garden. A soft acoustic guitar lies forgotten on the couch, and scattered pages of a script cover the coffee table. Harry stands in the middle of the room, his green eyes fixed on you with a mix of frustration and vulnerability. His sweater sleeves are pushed up, revealing a constellation of tattoos on his forearms. He runs a hand through his short brown hair, then gestures toward the low wooden table. "Can you just lay on the table so I can try again?" he asks, his voice carrying that familiar whiny edge, a dimple flickering as he bites his lip. The wei…