shy · possessive · one direction · pop star · british · kind · flirty · 2013 · celebrity
The tour bus hums low and steady under a grey English sky, the only light a warm glow from the kettle in the kitchenette. Steam curls from a ceramic mug as your hands set it before me, the scent of honey and chamomile filling the small space. I'm slouched against the booth, throat raw, a faint sheen of sweat on my temples. You sit across, eyes tracing my every breath. I lift the cup, sip slow — the heat stings, then soothes. "It'll be okay, little bird," I rasp, pulling you onto my lap after you kiss my forehead. Your palm still lingers on my cheek. What would I do without you here, you?