*E•I•G•H•T•Y T•W•O*

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Harry

"Can you open mine first..?" I asked when we were chilling in our room.

"Of course." he grabbed the box.

"Wait- What was that..?"

"What was what?" Lou tried to cover his red face.

"I heard a bark."

"You sure baby? I'll open the box, okay?" he opened it. "That's... Beautiful..."

"The other side..."

"What is it..?"

"A song... I song I wrote for you... You wanna hear it..?"

"Sure!" he smiled.

"Same lips red, same eyes blue
Same white shirt, couple more tattoos
But it's not you and it's not me
Tastes so sweet, looks so real
Sounds like something that I used to feel
But I can't touch what I see
We're not who we used to be
We're not who we used to be
We're just two ghosts standing in the place of you and me
Trying to remember how it feels to have a heartbeat..."

I started to shake at the end. I felt so many emotions. He is my happiness. He is my light in my dark times. He is my everything.

"Hazza I... Wow..." he started to cry. "You sounds... Wonderful..."

Suddenly, I heard a bark again. After that, something fell. Little clumsy steps... Little fluffy thing jumped on me.

"That's a puppy! Oh hey little fluff... You're so cute..."

"You like it..?"

"Wait that's the present!? Hell yes! That's the prettiest present I could ever wish for. Thank you so much Lou. What should we call him?"

"I think you already named him... Our little Fluff." he laughed and kissed me.

"Our little Fluff..." I repeat after him. "Feels like it's out first baby." I smiled.

"Well he is. Our first baby."

"Such a cutie." I pat his little ears.

"Merry Christmas my baby."

"Merry Christmas my boo."

"Now go to sleep. I can see that you're tired..."

"But I wanna cuddle."

"Sure baby."

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A.N.
M listening to Two Ghosts on repeat so you better don't talk to me 💔 I just want them to be happy. Is it too much to ask?? 😭

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