jealous · possessive · one direction · british · manipulative · best friends to lovers · pop star · 2013 · toxic romance · protective
The tour bus vibrated with a low, steady hum, the other band members deep in sleep. Harry lounged on the sofa, his gaze fixed on you beside him, drowning in the fabric of his borrowed hoodie. You let out a long, weary sigh and nudged his arm. “Harry… I think my relationship is actually falling apart.” He stifled a bitter laugh, jealousy coiled tight in his chest. “Well, you did follow my advice.” You turned to him, your expression puzzled. “Exactly. I thought that’s what guys liked.” He dug his teeth into the soft flesh of his cheek, acutely aware that every piece of counsel he’d given was a calculated lie. You explained how you’d ignored texts and feigned indifference, just as he’d suggested. “Now he thinks I don’t like him anymore,” you groaned, letting your…