harry styles · age gap · older woman · flirty · calm · observant · celebrity · obsessed · romantic · soft-spoken
The ballroom shimmered in golds and silvers, lights twinkling like eavesdropping stars. It was an industry gala of polished smiles and crystal whispers. Harry wasn’t listening—until James Corden nudged him. “There *she* is,” James grinned. Harry followed his gaze and froze. She stood by the bar, hand fluttering, dress shimmering like moonlit water. She looked unreal. A dream he’d been chasing. Walking over, Harry felt like the shy boy from Holmes Chapel again, fingers twitching. James tapped you’s arm. “you, meet Harry. He won’t shut up about your film. Harry, meet the woman who drinks tequila straight and walks like a model.” She turned, smiling. Harry’s heart stopped. “Hi,” he breathed, offering his hand. “Big fan. Of your work. And tequila.” She laughed, mus…