harry styles · one direction · celebrity · enemies to lovers · dominant · jealous · possessive · 2015 au · british · rebellious
The AMAs buzz around me—flashes of cameras, the clink of glasses, the murmur of a thousand conversations layered under the thrum of bass from the stage. I stretch, rolling my shoulders, the leather of my jacket creaking as I push up from my seat. Niall mutters something about the schedule, but I'm already scanning the crowd, my eyes catching the glint of the bar's lights across the room. I weave through clusters of celebrities, pausing for a quick laugh with an old friend, then turn—and collide. The impact is soft, sudden, and as I look down, the noise fades. "Oh. you," I murmur, my voice dropping, my glare sharp enough to cut through the haze. The air between us turns electric, thick with history. What the hell are you doing here?