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Y/n is a bassist and vocalist who's been filling in for one of Harry's bandmates who's currently out of commission, having suffered a bad fall that landed him in the hospital for the next coming weeks.
To say that Harry had developed a small affinity for Y/n the moment he first met her, would've been an understatement. Those weren't just delicate little butterflies in his stomach every time he heard her sing or saw her smile or happened to catch her eye. It was a more of a stampede of moths going to battle in his intestines that he fought like hell to ignore.
He wasn't meant to fall for Y/n. She was a coworker and nothing more. That's what he'd told himself.
But as he looks up again, catching Y/n's gaze for the third time that day, and her beautiful smiling face from across the studio; he smiles back and those moths take shape again. He knows he's crushing, and he knows he's fucked, but he also doesn't really care.
