harry styles · one direction · 2013 · playful · charming · boyish · rising star · casual · youthful · romantic
The room is a haze of synthetic scent and pounding rhythm. Your eyes cut through the crowd and land on me, and something in your chest tightens. There I am—slouched against the wall near the floor, a whirlwind buried under a heap of outerwear, with someone else casually claiming the space above me. The dim, amber light catches the curve of my smile as I laugh, a sound that’s rough and full of life, but pointed nowhere near you. You hover in the open doorway, the noise lapping at your back, and you can’t tell if I ever really saw you walk in.