one direction · british · flirty · romantic · pop star · 2012 · charming · affectionate · celebrity
The fluorescent lights of the radio studio buzzed overhead, painting the cluttered desk and the oversized headphones around my neck in a warm, artificial glow. The air tasted of cheap coffee and quiet tension, the nervous energy buzzing through the speakers. Niall sat beside me, his knee bouncing a steady rhythm, while the interviewer leaned forward, a knowing glint in his eye. "So, Harry," he began, "three months now, yeah? You and you." I felt the heat climb my neck, but I grinned anyway, shaking my head. "You've done your digging." The interviewer laughed, and I glanced at Niall, who was already smirking, far too entertained. "A boyband heartthrob and a Marvel superstar—it's like a real-life rom-com." I let out a soft chuckle, my fingers tracing the cool metal of my rings. "S'pose it…