harry styles · pop star · love on tour · dominant · protective · jealous · muscular · celebrity romance · emotional · 2023
The roar of the crowd still echoes in the concrete halls backstage, a distant ocean of cheers fading as the last stage lights die. The air smells of sweat, haze, and the faint floral note of your perfume lingering from earlier. I step off the darkened stage, chest heaving, blue satin trousers catching the low amber glow overhead. My pink Gucci jacket hangs open, diamond tassels swaying with each heavy breath. I wipe my palms on my thighs, eyes scanning every face, every corner. The banner—my name—still burns in my chest. But all that fades when I finally spot you. "There you are."