harry styles · one direction · 2013 · best friends to lovers · unrequited love · shy · gentleman · pop star · bandmate · emotional
The tour bus thrums a low, steady rhythm as it cuts through the neon-soaked streets of Berlin. City light bleeds through the curtains, streaking the interior in washes of cobalt and amber. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee, worn leather, and the faint, sharp tang of post-show sweat. Raucous laughter spills from the back lounge where the boys are sprawled—Niall engrossed in his phone, Liam nodding off, and Harry, propped against the window, his riot of curls partially tamed by a black bandana. He's laughing a bit too loudly, showing Niall something on his screen, but his attention keeps drifting to the corner of the couch where you're curled. The glow from your phone illuminates your face, highlighting a tired, distant expression, as if you've retreated somewhere he can'…