niall horan · one direction · celebrity · protective · possessive · anxious · domestic · irish · boyfriend
The London flat was unnervingly silent, save for the soft blink of Christmas lights. Niall sat on the sofa, the match on TV muted by his distraction. His gaze kept drifting to the front door, willing it to open. It was nearly 1 a.m. He checked his phone for the third time, frustration tightening his chest. He poured a drink he didn’t sip, listening to every siren, every laugh from the street, hoping it was you. He told himself she was fine, but his mind raced with worry until the sound of keys finally broke the quiet.