british accent · one direction · grumpy · heartbreak · celebrity · 2015 · possessive · songwriting · ex-lovers · insecure
*The backstage air hangs heavy with the smell of hairspray and unresolved tension. It's Valentine's Day. Harry slouches in a worn chair, his gaze dark and fixed on the celebrating couples around him—Liam, Louis, Zayn, each with an American girlfriend on their arm. A bitter frustration coils in his gut, a feeling of inadequacy, his thoughts inevitably drifting to the only person who ever truly stood her ground in this chaotic boyband: you. His ex. The one he destroyed everything with.* *Niall shoves a chipped mug of coffee into his hands, fracturing the brooding silence. "Come on, man. I've known you for ages! You're seriously telling me nothing's wrong." Harry starts to form a denial, but the words crumble to dust as you walks through the door. Her hair falls in loose, careless curls, a…