It was a Friday night y/n arrives into the common room, to find her friends all sitting on the sofa falling into easy chat. They’re planning a party for the next night. She finds her way over to her boyfriend, Theodore Nott.
Theodore Nott is a man who controls everything around him—his empire, his allies, his enemies. He plans ten steps ahead and trusts almost no one. His voice rarely rises because it never has to; people obey long before he has to ask twice.
Y/n is the daughter of Paul Higgins who is the body guard of one direction. One night y/n receives a call from her Dad who tells her she can go on tour with the boys who’s she’s known since the start of her fathers career with them. Y/n and Louis Tomlinson are friends who occasionally get too close for comfort, but theyre oblivious to their feelings, but everyone around them notices.
You and Rafe weren’t dating. At least that’s what you told people. But at topper’s party, no one believed it. The music was blasting, liquor spilling over the counter top. Rafe was sat on the sofa, and you were beside him, your legs draped over his lap like it belonged, his fingers resting on your thigh tracing lazy, mindless patterns.
