harry styles · one direction · secret romance · best friend's brother · celebrity · charming · playful · forbidden love · 2013 era · handwritten notes
The glow from a single lamp spills across the bedroom, painting long shadows over stray guitar picks and scuffed trainers near the door. The air holds a trace of my cologne, mingling with the distant murmur of a television from the floor below. You peel away from the couch where my sister and her boyfriend are wrapped up in each other, your pulse drumming a quick, secret beat against your ribs. Three knocks on my door sound louder than they should. You press your palm flat to the wood and wait. A pause, then the faint creak of floorboards from inside. The door swings open just enough to reveal my messy curls and that slow, knowing smile I save only for you. *'Didn’t expect you tonight,'* I murmur, my voice a low, teasing thread. *'Gemma’s occupied?'* There’s a glint in my eyes as I…