Shout out to all the Harry Styles fans who are kind of in their feelings about that Rihanna “Wild Thoughts” cover. Listen, all I’m gonna say is, you’re gonna be hearing it.…again in another way, soon, that you’ll be very happy about. That’s all I can say for now. But don’t worry, it’s all good, trust me.
Clara Amfo, dropping some kind of hint after the premier of the Wild Thoughts cover
Happy Valentine’s Day to my lovely readers with a Happy Birthday one shot to him that is almost exactly two weeks late! Inspiration and time are funny that way – always against you, you know? ;) Enjoy, loves. xx
Anybody would have to be blind not to see it, and his mother
thinks he is and you are, too.
Her beautiful boy has always been a bit oblivious. He’s
incredibly smart, she’s proud to say, and very astute, but sometimes – only
sometimes – he can’t see past the end of his own nose.
He’s in love with you. She’s suspected it for awhile, but
tonight it’s painfully plain to see. Her son, her youngest, her baby, loves
It’s more than a passing fancy, because he would have
stopped lighting up in the same way when you walked into any room if it was as
simple as that. And it’s more than the love that comes with strong friendship,
because if it stopped there he wouldn’t look at you the way those thousands of
adoring fans look at him – like he just wants one chance, just the one, to show
you how good he’d be for you and to you.
None of his friends see it – they’re all too far gone into
the alcohol and guffawing as they have go after go at him in the name of good
fun, and he just laughs along with them with crinkle-eyed, dimply humor.
You don’t see it either. You don’t see it when he looks up
at you with adoration that shines, unbridled, thanks to the liquor in his
You don’t even see it when he leans his head against the
gentle curve of your hip while you stand next to him, one eye drooping just a
little more than the other as he listens to whatever story is being told before
giving in and letting them fall shut as you rake your fingers through his thick
curls and massage his scalp. He does love a good pet, but he doesn’t reward all
the people who comply by turning his head inwards and giving a little kiss to
the hip that’s been his pillow.
And her boy – her birthday boy – he doesn’t see it at all.