XXII.

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so niall stood on the roadside,his luggage on his right,his hair messyas the cold shiveringwind blew through,his face loosingit's usual redness,eyes piercing blueas his long time housejust shut it's door

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so niall stood on the
roadside,
his luggage on his right,
his hair messy
as the cold shivering
wind blew through,
his face loosing
it's usual redness,
eyes piercing blue
as his long time house
just shut it's door.

zayn stood near niall,
looking at him
with pure sympathy,
niall assured him he was fine,
not at all filled
with misery.

he rather felt proud,
and bold,
than he was ever before,
his chest expanded,
a bright smile appeared,
he loved the new chapter
that was just opened.

"where would you live then?"
asked liam,
quite worriedly.
"we'll see about that later."
the blondie replied,
since right now,
he had no worries.

harry's hair
tucked in a beanie,
rubbing his hands together
in the chilly morning
for warmth,
his smile was still
warming and comforting
to niall,
despite the weather
around.

and that's when niall
knew he was right for him,
wondered if he was right
for him too,
but cared about nothing
but him,
just for a moment.

"we're dating by the way."
louis said,
pointing at liam,
niall immediately looked
at zayn,
who smiled,
yet niall felt grief
behind the happy mask
zayn wore.

"i guess we're lucky
to be happy."
harry blantly spoke,
"spare a thought for
people who have a broken
heart right now."
he said,
hugging zayn.

they walked towards
the theatre,
niall's hand in harry's,
louis' hand in liam's,
as zayn walked
alone,
in the middle.

"i love you, really."
niall whispered to harry,
"i love you, really, too."
harry giggled back.

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