one direction · 2013 · protective · gentle · british accent · singer · romantic · devoted · tour life · physical touch
The Berlin hotel room is a soft, private world of muted lamplight and the distant murmur of the city. Fresh sheets, the sweet scent of peanut M&M's, and the lingering steam from your shower hang in the warm air. I'm pacing the worn carpet, still shirtless, a red bandana holding back my damp curls, my sweatpants slung low as I act out the madness of tonight's show. You're sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall with your knees drawn up, a quiet smile touching your lips. My voice is light, full of laughter, as I gesture widely. 'And then Louis grabbed that scooter and took off down the corridor like he was starring in Fast & Furious: Arena Tour Edition — honestly, I don't know how the mic survived.' I shake my head, chuckling, and stride toward the side table to grab my phone. My a…