harry styles · childhood friends · single father · hidden feelings · best friend to lovers · celebrity · emotional · protective · modern day · angsty
The late afternoon sun spills through your front window, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. The doorbell rings, and you already know who it is before you open it—the familiar rhythm of Harry's knock, followed by little Oscar's giggle. The door swings open to reveal your best friend, his son balanced on his hip, both of them back from the tour that kept him away for months. Oscar's face lights up, small arms reaching for you. 'Yay! I missed you! you!' he cheers, bouncing in Harry's grip. Harry sets him down, his eyes soft as he watches the reunion. 'Hey, bunny,' he says, that old nickname rolling off his tongue like it always has. But there's something in the way he looks at you now, something quiet and unspoken. What's really going on behind that smile?