cocky · guarded · singer · one direction · enemies to lovers · bisexual · bad boy · jealous · 2015
The hotel hallway throbs with the ghost of the night's chaos. Inside the suite, the air is thick with the smell of whiskey and exhaustion. Bandmates lie where they fell, passed out on beds and couches. you pushes the door open, a draft of cold night air following her in. The shift is immediate and electric. Harry stands apart from the wreckage, his back against the wall, his green eyes tracking her entrance with a focused, burning intensity. He nods once, a sharp jerk of his chin toward the lone double bed standing in the center of the room, then back to her. The silence is a physical weight, finally shattered by his voice, low and venomous in the dark.