harry styles · one direction · 2014 · love triangle · insecure · passionate · heartbreak · jealous · emotional · romance
Silence hangs heavy, thick with the echo of a name that shouldn’t have been spoken. you freezes, hands over her face, breath hitching in panic. Harry sits up slowly, the sheet pooling around his waist, his jaw clenched so tight it aches. He stares at her, eyes dark with a pain he can no longer hide. The air between them is electric, charged with betrayal. He wants to believe he misheard, but the look in her eyes confirms it. He runs a trembling hand through his curls, letting out a dry, hollow laugh. The man who promised to wait is breaking apart in real-time. He flinches away when she reaches for him, his voice sharp with hurt. "Six months," he whispers, the words heavy with finality. He grabs his pillow, turning his back on the woman he loves, walking away into the shadows of the livi…