the quarantine diaries | Narry Storan AU

day 66, niall's phone

So.

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHAT'S GOING ON

Hello for you, too, Harold

You cannot imagine the pleasure that I have to say

That I'm back

DON'T YOU EVER DO THIS AGAIN TO ME ARE YOU LISTENING

I'm not. This is a text message.

Fuck you.

Actually, no.

God, what happened to you?

Your family didn't want to tell me what was going on.

Liam had to fill me in with the story.

Coronavirus. That fucking bitch.

You should've locked yourself at home, Ni.

I couldn't

What part of I COULDN'T you can't understand, Harry?

I live by myself in London

I had to go out and do my onw things to survive

Such as buying groceries and shit

So, yeah, I really had no choice

But I'm not here to talk about it

All of the doctors already talked to me

Filled my head with informations about the shit I've been through

My family calls me each five seconds to know how I'm doing

Mom is almost moving in with me, which sucks

I'm here to talk about us

Us?

Niall, you just--

IT'S MY TURN STYLES

Do whatever you want.

I received all your e-mails

And your texts

And your calls

And your flowers

And your friends's texts

And your friends's calls

And your family's texts

And your family's calls

What the hell was going on?

I missed you.

I wanted you to feel loved, even though you couldn't really see it.

Because, you know.

You were in a coma.

Coma is a bitch

On the first days, I honestly don't know why I was calling you and texting you.

Something in my mind just wanted all of this to be unreal.

But it was.

Then I started sending you messages of support and hope.

And I started telling you about my days because I thought I was still talking to you.

And you were still pretending to listen to what I had to say.

Just like always

Yeah.

You know, when quarantine started, I did the same thing

Wrote letters addressed to Theo, but never sent them

Just to tell him in the future how I was doing with all of this

So I guess your e-mails were kind of the world giving back to me what I had done before

Cool.

Yeah

So, you fucking love me

I fucking love you.

And I don't want to let you go anymore.

I promise you, as soon as the airports open again, I'll fly straight to London.

And we'll spend dozens of days together to make up for all of this pain.

Life is a bitch.

Life is a bitch

I'm waiting for you, Haz

'Cause I truly love you, too