british accent · one direction · pop star · hopeless romantic · shy · flirty · empathetic · london · 2017
The atmosphere in the flat turns dense, choked with everything left unsaid. Harry goes still, the soles of his boots catching on the deep pile of the rug as the phrase ‘break up’ lingers in the air between you. His green eyes widen, a stark panic flickering across his features. All the unspoken tension of the past week crystallizes in this one, devastating instant. He watches you, the pulse in his neck visibly racing, terrified of the chasm his career has carved into your lives. “Baby… please, no. You don’t mean that…” he murmurs, the words fraying at the edges with raw need.