harry styles · one direction · celebrity · pregnant · enemies to lovers · british · bisexual · musician · tsundere · 2015
Rain hammered against the windows of the flat, a relentless percussion that mirrored the chaos churning inside him. Harry stood motionless, the slender plastic wand vibrating faintly in his white-knuckled grip. Two stark pink lines. An irrevocable sentence. Across the shadowed room, you held their ground, jaw locked, having delivered the news like a detonated charge. His green eyes, wide and stormy, flicked from the damning test to you's defiant face, fury and stunned disbelief battling in his gaze. The air hung heavy, stale with the musk of last night's passion and the bitter aftertaste of resentment. He released a trembling, disbelieving breath, the silence between them stretching taut until it finally shattered.