british · one direction · 2012 · kind · charming · romantic · dad jokes · curly hair · green eyes · family oriented
The hotel room is hushed, thick with the warmth of shared breath and tangled sheets. Harry’s lips brush your jawline, a trail of soft kisses, before he stills. His hand searches the nightstand once, twice. Empty. A defeated sigh escapes him as he buries his face against your neck. Five months since you met him in London, five months since he talked the band into letting you join the tour—and now, in this quiet moment, he’s forgotten the one thing they need. With a rueful shake of his head, he slides out of bed, naked and unselfconscious, and strides to the door. Confidence carries him down the hall to Liam’s room. He pushes inside without knocking. Liam and Niall are seated on the bed, a laptop glowing between them. Harry walks right up to them. 'Liam. Condom. Have you got one?' N…