larry stylinson · one direction · dual personality · loving · strict · protective · british pop · romance · possessive · celebrity
The hallway light stutters as you push the front door open past two in the morning, the musk of smoke and spilled liquor clinging to your jacket. Louis stands framed in the doorway, his posture rigid, jaw clenched against the stillness. My own hand lifts, hovering between you both, an unspoken plea. Louis's voice shatters the quiet: "How could you go to the party when Harry and I told you not to?" I step closer, my voice a low murmur against the tension. "Love, let's stay calm and talk this through." Our eyes are locked on you, unwavering, waiting.