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Harry Styles Drops Surprise Video 'Forever, Forever'. Here's What We Know

Forever, Forever confirms nothing so crass as a release plan, but hints at something quietly forming for 2026 — a song, an album, or wishful thinking

By Rudra Mulmule | LAST UPDATED: DEC 29, 2025

It has been 888 days since Harry Styles last concluded a tour, which in pop-star time is long enough for an entire ecosystem of conspiracy theories, fan PowerPoints, and extremely patient Spotify streaming. On Saturday, Styles broke his self-imposed vanishing act not with an album announcement (steady yourselves), but with a quietly devastating near–nine-minute video titled Forever, Forever, released without preamble, explanation, or the courtesy of a press cycle.

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Newly released video titled 'Forever, Forever' YouTube

The video revisits the final night of Love On Tour at RCF Arena Campovolo in Reggio nell’Emilia, Italy, on 23 July 2023 — the last time Styles stood alone on a stage and reminded 80,000 people why they were there. It also doubles as a gentle reminder that, yes, he still exists, and no, he has not been permanently absorbed into a lifestyle consisting solely of marathons, vintage trousers, and historical cameos.

Forever, Forever opens with the people who have arguably done the most emotional labour in his absence: the fans. Girls and women are shown getting ready in daylight, applying makeup, comparing outfits, clutching tickets like sacred texts. “I found the tickets,” one says triumphantly. Another clarifies that this is the “final show” and the “final performance,” as if repeating it enough times might make it less true.

Friendship bracelets are displayed. Wristbands are raised. Dance moves are practised earnestly in a field, set to a soft piano melody that already feels like it’s apologising.

“Some sadness because it is the last show… then he will disappear,” one fan says, accidentally predicting the next two years with uncomfortable accuracy. “We won’t see him dancing on stages anymore,” adds another, unknowingly narrating the collective grief timeline.

Naturally, the video shows the conversation turning towards Styles' eccentric personal style on stage. The fans in the video are shows speculating Will it be dungarees? An elegant jacket? Best he go shirtless? (The crowd, it should be noted, is united on this point.) “I’m really dreaming,” one fan says.

As afternoon slips into evening, the scale widens. Fans sing and jump to Satellite from the singer's third album Harry's House in the July heat. People sprawl on the ground, basking in that peculiar pre-show limbo where time pauses and reality hasn’t yet caught up. From above, the stage fills with crew members and instruments, a quiet choreography unfolding before the main event.

And then, finally, Styles appears. Dressed in a sparkly open vest. He sits at the piano, gold rings catching the light. “I wrote this for you,” he says in Italian, before playing the reflective, piano-led ballad that gives the video its title. Horns and strings swell.

Tears follow, predictably and unapologetically. It is tender, restrained, and devastating in the specific way only a final song can be. When it ends, Styles waves, says “Grazie,” and exits as the crowd chants his name — the sound of thousands of people refusing to accept an ending.

Though Styles has performed since that night — most memorably in July 2024, when he joined Stevie Nicks at British Summer Time to perform Landslide in tribute to the late Christine McVie, followed by Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around. Beyond that, his public life has been sporadic and almost aggressively wholesome. He ran the Tokyo Marathon. Then the Berlin Marathon. He was spotted in St Peter’s Square for the election of a new pope, which was not on anyone’s 2025 bingo card.

And yet, despite the scarcity, the appetite remains. Fans have spent months — years, really — asking when album number four might arrive. Forever, Forever offers only the faintest suggestion that something, at some point, may be on the horizon in 2026. A song, perhaps. An album. For now, it remains exactly that: wishful thinking.

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