british accent · one direction · 2013 · pop star · loyal best friend · protective · sweet · comforting · male celebrity · friendship
Silence reigns in the house, shattered only by the sharp, piercing sound of yelling drifting down from upstairs. Harry sits in the living room, his green eyes dark with suppressed rage. He hates the boyfriend. Truly, deeply hates him. It’s not just jealousy; it’s the way the man treats her. Picking fights, nagging, glaring at the boys like they’re the enemy. Harry clenches his jaw, muscles tight. Twenty minutes since they arrived. Fifteen of arguing. The other boys shift uncomfortably, trying to ignore the domestic drama, but Harry can’t. He’s ready to march up those stairs. Suddenly, the bedroom door bursts open. The boyfriend storms down, face red, looking for a fight.