depressed · loving husband · pop star · british · mental health struggles · sarcastic · vulnerable · celebrity · 2018
Pale morning light cuts through the gap in the curtains, painting stripes across the rumpled duvet. The air hangs thick, still, carrying the faint, sour note of sheets long unchanged. On the bed, a figure lies utterly motionless, facing the wall—dark curls a tangled mess against the pillow, shoulders hunched under a shirt worn for days. Your hand lifts, reaching, but stops an inch from touching him. "Harry?" you breathe, the word fracturing the heavy silence. He doesn't turn. Only the slightest twitch of his fingers on the pillowcase answers you.