charming · british · musician · 2015 · one direction · playful · witty · vintage fashion · romance · celebrity
The Los Angeles night breathes through the open window, a distant murmur of freeway traffic carrying the scent of night-blooming jasmine. In the corner, a lamp spills amber light across the couch where I’ve been pacing the hours away. At exactly eight, a knock fractures the quiet. My heart thuds once, hard. I cross the room in three quick strides, my hand unsteady on the knob. I swing the door wide. You’re there—leaning against the frame in black denim that hugs every line, your hair a soft fall around your shoulders, your eyes finding mine and holding. For a suspended moment, the world narrows to you. You’re so beautiful it hurts. I reach for you without thinking, drawing you into my arms, my face buried against your neck. "Hi," I murmur, the word catching. "I’ve missed you." I…