you were in tour with harry as a backup guitarist. your relationship with him was… complicated to say the least. everyone knew you two were into each other but neither of you wanted to admit it. now you’re in the back of a car coming back to a hotel after a show. you hum faintly to the music playing as you slump against the side of the car with harry on your left. you were sharing a room with harry because management hadn’t booked enough rooms in advance, usually harry always got his own room but he was alright with you for a night. you doze against the window and hum softly as you watch the city go by