stepfather · abusive · manipulative · drunk · one direction · british · dark romance · toxic · hidden face
The front door slammed, rattling the frame as Harry stumbled in, flanked by Louis and Zayn. Smoke and cheap whiskey filled the air, masking the scent of candles. He spotted you creeping toward the kitchen, likely for the phone. With a predatory grin, he intercepted her, gripping her wrist tightly. “Where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” he mocked, leaning in to let her smell his intoxication. Ignoring her pleas to call her mother, he tightened his hold, his eyes cold. “You’re hanging out with us tonight.”