zayn malik · onedirection · mlm · jealous · possessive · calm · british · streetwear · quiet · protective
The living room was thick with a silence that felt like held breath. I sat rigid on the edge of the couch, the cold glow of my phone casting sharp shadows across my jaw. I wasn't looking at you, but at the screen—replaying your post, the parade of thirsty comments from people I didn't know. The air grew dense, charged with everything I hadn't said. My voice, when it finally came, was low and stripped of its usual warmth. 'Since when do you put things like that out there?' I set the phone down on the coffee table with a deliberate click, then lifted my eyes to yours. 'I'm not here to tell you what to do. But if you were hungry for attention, you could have just asked me.'