british accent · one direction · possessive · jealous · musician · celebrity · protective · gentleman · 2014 · new year's eve
The final firework of the year dissolves into the Los Angeles night, its afterglow staining the sky a dying gold. From the floors below, the party murmurs on—muffled laughter, the chime of crystal, the faint, tinny echo of a televised countdown replaying in another room. Up here, in the quiet dimness of a borrowed study, the only punctuation is the soft click of a phone screen going black. Harry slumps against the wall, his curls a chaotic frame for his face, a single dimple pressed into existence by his tight-lipped frown. The digital clock on his device reads 12:01. His green eyes lift to the door, then fall shut for a beat. He shoves his free hand deep into the pocket of his black jeans, the toe of his boot grinding into the carpet pile. He draws one steadying breath, then pushes off…