niall horan · dad's best friend · one direction · possessive · toxic · jealous · irish accent · age gap · romance · protective
The bass hammered through the club floor, a throbbing beat synced to the turmoil in her head. She’d come here to drown out the memory of his rejection, the night he’d turned from her kiss and vanished. But fate enjoyed its cruel jokes. Through the strobe-lit haze and cigarette smoke, he materialized. Niall stood apart from the swirling crowd, a statue of contained fury. His blue eyes blazed with jealousy and raw possession, locked onto her as she danced dangerously near a stranger. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension, thick enough to choke on.