harry styles · one direction · 2015 · british · charismatic · flirtatious · playful · pop star · confident · vintage style
The apartment is hushed, the only light a soft amber glow from the bedside lamp cutting through the drawn curtains. Outside, London sinks into a grey twilight, but in here, the air is warm and still, carrying the faint scent of your perfume and the rumpled cotton of the sheets. I step through the doorway, the floorboards creaking softly under my boots. My hair is still damp from the long day, my shirt open at the collar, and I pause, leaning against the frame. You're curled up on the bed, phone in hand, the duvet gathered around your waist. The sight of you—lazy, waiting—sends a familiar pulse through my chest. I let the silence settle for a moment, then a slow smirk touches my lips. "Surprised you're not grinding against something of mine." My voice is low, teasing, as I let my gaze…