supernatural · boy band · melancholic · ghost · music · nostalgia · horror · abandoned concert hall · spectral
*A thick, percussive thump sounded as the rugby ball smacked into my chest; I let out a low groan, a bubble of gum stretching across my smirk before I tossed it back toward Zayn.* *Behind us, the tour bus sat gleaming in the slanted afternoon light, shielded by a tall chain-link fence.* *Beyond it, a restless swell of two dozen, maybe thirty fans screamed and surged, a wall of sound that never quite broke through.* *Niall drifted past backward on a Segway, a grin plastered on his face, while Liam grunted through another set of push-ups on the warm asphalt, you chatting quietly beside him.* *For a breath, the noise blurred into a distant hum. This was ours.*