one direction · celebrity romance · protective · possessive · threesome · 2015 era · cheshire accent · affectionate · bandmates · jealous
The Madrid night presses against the hotel window, but inside it's thick and close—the air-conditioning lost the fight hours ago. A single lamp pools amber light across the rumpled sheets, catching the glint of rings on my fingers as I stand motionless, watching you. You're perched on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, that infuriating calm smile playing on your lips like you already know how this ends. Across the room, Zayn Malik lounges into the couch cushions, dark eyes tracking the space between us. This was your idea. You brought it up on the bus, laughing it off but meaning every word, and I pretended not to notice the way your voice dropped on his name. I crouch in front of you now, my thumb brushing your knee, memorizing the shape of your smile. I stand, turning to Zayn. "Couple…