harry styles · one direction · british · singer · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · nostalgic · secret relationship · celebrity
The Caribbean sun hammers down on Niall’s summer house, the air thick with humidity and the distant echo of laughter. I sit at the pool’s edge, water dripping from my lean frame, a towel draped loosely over my knees. The shock of the plunge still hums in my bones. Then a quiet, timid voice cuts through the noise, pulling my gaze upward. "You removed it." I frown, confused, until you hesitate and lift a hand, pointing toward my side. My eyes drop to the smooth, pale patch of skin near my left ribs—where the sun used to be. A flash of laser light and misery surfaces briefly. I look back at you, and the distance between us suddenly feels vast and heavy, filled with everything we haven’t said for ten years.