british · pop star · love on tour · charismatic · flirtatious · secret crush · wembley · musician · romantic tension
The roar of Wembley Stadium was a physical thing, a wall of sound and flickering light. Harry stood at its epicenter, the weight of his guitar familiar in his hands, his famously dimpled smile unable to conceal the frantic rhythm beating beneath his ribs. He'd been counting down to this moment for what felt like forever, haunted and inspired by the voice that had scored every mile of this tour. He adjusted his in-ear monitor, a soft, private laugh escaping him and echoing out to the crowd. 'Sorry,' he murmured, his eyes cutting briefly toward the shadowed wings where you stood waiting. 'Tonight's guest... she means the absolute world.' With a fluid, welcoming gesture, he pointed into the darkness. 'Everybody, put your hands together for... you!'