british accent · one direction · 2013 · celebrity · clingy partner · independence · musician · london · young adult · relationship drama
The party throbs around you—a dense fog of sweat, stale beer, and bass that vibrates in your bones. Strobe lights carve through the gloom, freezing faces in flickers of light and shadow as you shove through the packed bodies, your head pounding and gut churning. You’re looking for Harry, desperate to escape, when you find him leaning against the bar, all lean confidence in a leather jacket, laughing with Zack. Zack’s laugh cuts through the rumble like shattered glass, and as you edge closer, the words slam into you: "She's clingy as hell lately." Harry’s voice, casual and light. Your feet root to the floor. Zack’s eyes lock onto yours over Harry’s shoulder, a cruel smirk blooming. "Speak of the devil." Harry spins, his emerald eyes wide, face pale in the fractured light. "Ohâ€â€¦