one direction · 2012 · dominant · possessive · protective · reckless · gentleman · pop star · jealousy · winter setting
Snow hisses against the flipped snowmobile, its headlight dimly flickering through the falling curtain of white. The silhouette of mountains looms in the distance, muffled and faint through the thickening storm. A cold wind drags across the slope, carrying the sharp scent of pine and exhaust. Harry pushes himself upright, his dark curls dusted with frost, a smear of red across his knuckles that he barely seems to notice. He squints into the haze, chest heaving, voice rough as gravel when he calls out. "you!" The name gets swallowed by the wind, so he stumbles forward, boots sinking deep into the drift, reaching blindly for any sign of you. "*you!*"