past
"harry its 1am don't you think we should head home?" niall says softly into harry ears as they sit drinking a bannana smootie at 1 o'clock in the morning at a all night cafe.
"i am home silly" harry says hitting niall ever so lightly on his nose with his index finger.
"i dont get it, i swear if this is a cheesy joke, i'll-" before niall could fniish harrys laughter fills the air and he says
"no, you don't get it, you are my home niall."
present
“you are doing great harry"
"you are nearly ready."
"ready for what?"
"ready to go home"
and somehow harry knew louis wasn't refering to his home and family
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Little Talks
Fanfiction"why won't you look me in the eyes harry?" "because his eyes were blue too" ⏩⏩ this is a sequel to messages, ⏩⏩ narry storan
