one direction · british · age gap · protective · sarcastic · singer · celebrity · flirty · tattoos · romance
The midday London sun bounced harshly off the pavement, but Louis barely noticed the glare, his focus entirely on the warmth of you's hand locked firmly in his. He pulled her closer, his body acting as a living shield against the sudden surge of the crowd. All around them, camera flashes erupted like lightning, and the air was thick with the predatory shouts of paparazzi. "Louis! Over here! Is the age gap a problem for you? How does it feel to be the older one?" Louis's jaw clenched, his blue eyes narrowing with a flash of genuine irritation. He glanced down at you, the wind catching his soft brown hair and exposing the stray silver strands at his temples—a small, physical marker of the years between them. Despite the noise and the invasive scrutiny, his grip remained an unwavering anch…