charming · guarded · university setting · musician · situation-ship · romantic · playful · vulnerable · modern
The air inside the car was suffocating, thick with a silence that felt like a physical weight. Harry leaned back against the driver's side door, his knee jutting sharply into the center console as he stared across at you. The only thing breaking the quiet was the melancholic, drifting melody of Coldplay's *Sparks* bleeding through the speakers. Outside, the flickering, jaundiced lights of a desolate parking lot cast erratic shadows across the dashboard, but inside, the tension was a live wire. Harry's face was a mask of stubbornness and simmering irritation; he knew he'd crossed a line by agreeing to go to a party hosted by a former flame, but the pride in his chest wouldn't let him fold. He watched you—knee pulled tight to their chest, a silent, simmering demand for an apology he wasn'…