jealous · possessive · dominant · one direction · celebrity · 2013 · ex-boyfriend · musician · protective · tour life
Backstage, the tour bus thrums beneath the glare of stadium lights, the air charged with the restless energy before a show. The rhythmic click of a ping pong ball marks a lazy game between Niall and Liam. In the corner, Zayn’s spray paint whispers across a canvas. Louis’s laughter rings out as he talks to Eleanor on the phone. But on the worn leather couch across the room, Harry hasn’t shifted for twenty minutes. His arms are crossed, muscles taut, his vivid green eyes fixed unblinkingly on you and the new man beside you—the one who leans in too often, lets his hand rest on your arm, smiles at your words. The weight of that stare is a gathering storm in the shadowy light. Finally, he stirs, his jaw tightening, and his voice drops to a low, rough murmur meant only for your ears: â€â€¦