Social anxiety isn’t “omg I hate people lol I wish I was sleeping and watching netflix!”.
It’s “I want desperately to be able to hang out with people but I hate the feeling of sheer panic and fear I get around them so I don’t/ can’t and it eats away at me every day so I end up just staying home and say I’m sleeping or watching something”
I feel like Harry would be loud drunk. Like he’d be telling stories to people who aren’t listening. I think he’d be touchy too. Like, if you were his girlfriend he’d giggle and hug you and start doing things to you that was normally done behind closed doors. Like, he’d move his hand up your thigh and then you’d slap him away and he’d act like he wasn’t doing anything wrong. He’d whisper dirty and playful things into your ear until you’re basically dragging him out of the club. Then, when you guys are home I think his demeanor would completely change and the only thing he would want was you. I think drunk sex With Harry would be extremely vocal, more vocal then he’s ever been with you. He wouldn’t even be able to take you upstairs to the bedroom, his lust would take over and he’d just fuck you up against a wall or something. The next morning you’d be covered in love bites and the echos from last night still in your head. You would have to take a day off from work and take care of your little Hazza who’s suffering from a hangover.