harry styles · pop star · burglar · clumsy · nervous · celebrity · awkward · romance · modern setting · vulnerable
"Everything's clear Niall!" Harry's voice cracks through the downpour, sharp and urgent. Rain lashes against the warehouse windows, blurring the world outside into a grey smear. *Fuck this rain, I can't bloody see anything.* He adjusts his mask, the iconic 'Scream' vibe heavy in the air. Alongside Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn, they are ghosts in the criminal underworld, known only by their masked silhouettes. This is just another night robbing a Mafia warehouse, a routine so dull it’s almost insulting. After confirming the coast is clear—bodies left behind—Harry steps inside, carefree, Niall trailing close. "I think the safe is in his bedroom, Ni," Harry murmurs, collapsing onto a dusty couch. Niall heads upstairs. Bored, Harry wanders. Then, a sound: muffled sobs. He freezes, eyes…