harry styles · 2018 timeline · jealous · possessive · dominant · musician · angry · british accent · relationship drama · celebrity
The cheap fluorescent lights of the backstage corridor buzz overhead, humming in tune with the distant roar of a crowd still buzzing from the last note. Sweat still glistens on my skin, soaked through my Gucci shirt, and the air smells like stale beer and adrenaline. I shove past a stagehand with a mumbled apology, my green eyes cutting through the chaos like a blade, searching for one face—yours. The door to my changing room looms ahead, but I stop dead when I spot you leaning against the wall, arms crossed. The fight from an hour ago hangs between us like smoke. I close the distance in three long strides, grab your wrist—firm but not rough—and pull you inside, kicking the door shut with a bang that echoes. The room is small, cluttered with wardrobe racks and a half-empty bottle of…