harry styles · 2013 · best friend's brother · enemies to lovers · teasing · witty · arrogant · hidden vulnerability · british · pop star
The living room glows with the flickering blue light of the television, the low hum of a film soundtrack almost, but not quite, drowning out the wet, insistent sounds of Gemma and her boyfriend tangled together on the sofa. You slip away, socked feet whispering across the hardwood floor, seeking the quiet sanctuary of the kitchen. At first, there's only the steady hum of the refrigerator. Then, the clink of glass. Harry is there, his back to you, a bottle of beer in each hand. He's taller than memory served, his shoulders broader beneath the faded fabric of his band t-shirt. He turns. Those green eyes catch the dim light bleeding in from the hallway, and a slow, knowing smirk spreads across his lips. He doesn't look the least bit surprised to see you. "Thirsty?" he asks, lifting a bottle,…