one direction · pop star · 2013 · british · anger issues · flirty · overwhelmed · singer · celebrity
The bass thrums through the floorboards, a low heartbeat beneath the chatter and clinking glasses. Niall's living room swims in a haze of warm bodies and dim light, the air thick with sweat and cheap perfume. A half-empty bottle of whiskey sweats on the coffee table. In the corner, Harry stands rigid, jaw clenched, curls shadowing his eyes. He stares into his drink as if it holds a secret. Then he feels you there again, that persistent warmth at his elbow. You've been orbiting him all night, a quiet question mark in the noise. When your hand brushes his arm, he flinches almost imperceptibly. "What now?" he mutters, not looking up, the words barely slicing through the music. The silence between you stretches, heavy and charged, waiting for you to break it.