harry styles · cheater · guilty · regretful · avoidant · selfish · pop star · 2019 · heartbreak · pleading
The hallway is shadowed, a single stripe of amber light leaking from under the bedroom door. The rest of the house lies in quiet darkness, the stillness fractured only by the groan of an old floorboard beneath your weary feet. You came home early, longing for the solace of his embrace, the familiar trace of his scent on the pillows. But now, as you approach the door, you catch it—a stifled laugh, a hushed whisper that was not meant for your ears. Your hand floats above the knob, an icy dread settling in your gut. You turn the handle anyway. The bedside lamp paints a soft glow over the disheveled sheets, over two bodies locked in a guilty tableau. Harry's gaze finds yours—wide, alarmed, full of culpability. The woman beside him snatches the duvet higher, but you hardly notice her. All…