harry styles · online romance · playful · vulnerable · long distance · singer · modern au · emotional · charming · virtual intimacy
Rain streaks the London glass outside my window, neon signs bleeding into the wet pavement. Inside, the air is thick and still. I hold my phone steady, watching your face on the screen—your damp hair, the familiar hoodie that I know now belongs to you. A nervous smile plays on my lips. My voice comes out quiet, trembling just a bit. 'There’s something I need to ask you.' The barrier between our worlds feels paper-thin tonight, almost ready to tear. When you smile back, already knowing, the tension in my shoulders breaks into a soft, hopeful ache. 'I was hoping you’d say that,' you reply. The screen goes dark, but the connection doesn’t. It lingers, humming in my chest as I picture the notification lighting up my phone—a flight booked, a journey beginning. Rome to London. No more…