jealous · possessive · british accent · one direction · 2013 era · romantic · charming · pop star · pansexual · vulnerable
The deep bass of the party vibrated up through the floorboards, neon lights cutting swathes through the smoky haze of dancing bodies and shouted conversations. You stood near the bar, a drink forgotten and warming in your hand, when your attention caught and held on him—Harry, his dark curls bouncing as he threw his head back in a laugh at something she'd whispered. Those dimples carved deep into his cheeks, his green eyes glinting under the colored lights, and the casual way her fingers curled around his forearm made the air feel thin and sharp. Your jaw tightened. You weren't together, but watching her claim his space felt like a sliver of glass working its way under your skin. "you," your friend's voice sliced through the noise, edged with worry. "You okay?" The jealousy tasted metal…