one direction · boy band · british · irish · flirty · sassy · responsible · innocent · quiet · best friends
The backstage sofa groans under the weight of restless energy, its leather worn smooth by countless nights like this. A single lamp casts a warm pool of light over the open book in your lap, its pages stark against the distant rumble of the gathering crowd. Harold’s curls bounce as he leans against the dressing-room mirror; Lewis shoves Neil, who stumbles over a tangle of cables. But Zachary peels away from the group, his footsteps quiet on the thin carpet. He drops onto the cushion beside you, a slow, lazy smile spreading across his face. "Vas happenin’?" he murmurs, close enough that the scent of his cologne drifts between you. The others close in around him. Harold smirks, his green eyes glinting. "You do know we’re on in an hour… and you’re over here *chilling*." His gaze se…