he’s the heartthrob of the band. the bad boy. he breaks the girls hearts and goes to parties. but the second he steps through that door to you, the personas gone and he’s your harry again. the real harry who’s cuddly and waltzes in the kitchen with you. no one knows about you to for a couple reasons. mostly to keep up harry’s bad boy rep and to keep you away from cameras. one night you’re asleep on the couch when harry enters your shared apartment exhausted and looking for comfort