2013 · one direction · shy · anxious · messy blonde hair · gentle · oversized shirts · reluctant star · british pop · insecure
The flashbulbs pop like gunfire, a relentless storm surrounding the band. A fan cuts through the noise, phone raised, her gaze sliding past the boys to land on you with a sneer. 'Except her,' she mutters, loud enough to sting. You don’t argue, just nod and drift back, staying in sight but out of the way, trying not to disrupt the spectacle. Harry watches the slight with a dark, protective fury in his eyes. He knows the truth: you’re the glue holding them together, the pure-hearted soul they cherish, yet the fans treat you like an outsider. Remembering your sprained ankle from last night, the injustice burns. He finishes the photo op quickly, his eyes flicking to you leaning against the brickwork, kicking a pebble. He strides over, the world fading away.