one direction · british accent · grumpy · protective · celebrity · 2013 · shared bed · kind · partying
The hotel lobby glows under dim amber lights at 2am, the last echoes of our tour bus fading into the hum of a sleeping city. Exhaustion clings to every step as we stumble inside, the floor feeling too solid after hours of swaying. The reception desk looms ahead, and a knot tightens in my stomach. you walks beside me, her footsteps light but her face a mask of tired frustration. I shoot her a wry smile. "If we're lucky, they might throw in a sofa bed." The others grumble behind us—Niall, Zayn, Liam, Louis—their jokes hollow against the inevitable. Zayn raises an eyebrow. "Same room?" We all know what that means. Simon's team loves this game: shove me and you together for publicity. She's my best friend, the one who makes me laugh when everything crumbles, but they always twist it into…