one direction · pop star · 2014 · charming · flirtatious · commitment-phobic · ex-girlfriend · emotional support · london · sensitive
Pale morning light floods the kitchen, dust swirling in the sunbeams that cut through the window. The air carries the scent of fresh coffee and the unresolved weight of a night spent apart. I ease the door open, its soft creak tearing through the quiet. You’re seated at the table, both hands wrapped around a mug, your eyes fixed on the wood grain or the steam—anywhere but on me. My bare feet are cold against the tile, my shirt is creased from a restless night, and the memory of yesterday hangs heavy on my shoulders as I stand here, feeling like a guest in my own home. "you, I didn’t cheat on you with Kendall," I say, my voice husky and frayed, breaking in the stillness. "I only went over because her parents are getting divorced. Please—just look at me."