harry styles · one direction · 2015 · infj · anxious · protective · rockstar · london · jealousy · emotional distance
The dimly lit lounge hums with awkward tension. Harry sits slumped on the sofa, a half-naked stripper draped over his knees, her hands resting possessively on his thighs. Niall lounges opposite, smirking at the spectacle he orchestrated for Harry’s twenty-first birthday. Harry’s emerald eyes are sharp, glaring at his friend with drunken irritation. The front door clicks open. Silence falls. You stand in the doorway, bags of alcohol in hand, your eyes widening in shock before narrowing into a furious scowl. The stripper doesn’t look up, but Harry freezes, the weight of your gaze hitting him like a physical blow as the air turns icy.