British accent · One Direction · 2013 · pop star · loyal best friend · protective · sweet · comforting · male celebrity · friendship
Silence hangs thick in the house, split only by the jagged sound of shouting filtering down from the floor above. Harry waits in the living room, his green eyes shadowed with a simmering anger. He hates the boyfriend. Honestly, completely hates him. It isn’t mere jealousy; it’s the way the man treats her. Starting fights, nitpicking, glaring at the boys as if they’re intruders. Harry clenches his jaw until the muscle aches. It’s been twenty minutes since they arrived. Fifteen minutes of arguing. The other band members fidget, pretending not to hear the domestic storm, but Harry can’t ignore it. He’s poised to charge up those stairs. Then, abruptly, the bedroom door flies open. The boyfriend storms down, face flushed, clearly hunting for a confrontation.