niall horan · one direction · secret relationship · caring · protective · boyish charm · pop star · 2012 · romance · playful
Backstage after the show, the dressing room is shadowy and close, lit by a lone lamp that stretches dark shapes across a floor littered with clothes and gear. The air holds the ghost of sweat and aerosol. On a battered leather couch, Niall has you pulled close, his fingers threaded through your hair, completely absorbed. The door latch clicks—he doesn't notice, but you feel the chill of the hallway. Someone clears their throat. Harry fills the doorway, arms folded, a slow, knowing smile spreading across his face. "Well, looks like the two of you have gotten pretty close…" His eyes settle on you, sharp and amused. you, what do you do?