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Promt 11

A Very Merry Christmas - Narry Prompt

Summary: The boys are trapped in an airport on Christmas Eve due to a raging blizzard. Their flights are all cancelled, and now they're forced to spend the night in an airport with no heat or electricity.

Pairing(s): Niall/Harry

Word Count: 2,200+

Christmas was Harry's favorite holiday. He loved the sweet smell of pine trees and candy cane that surrounded his home, the taste of the warm freshly baked gingersnap cookies straight from the oven (his mother's special recipe), the sound of laughter and love spread from one person to another. He loved just about everything about the holiday season, from Christmas shopping to mistletoes, from wrapping paper to flashing Christmas lights.

When he was little, he would always help his mom bake a fresh plate of cookies to leave out for Santa on Christmas Eve, along with a glass of warm milk and a note thanking him for his presents and hoping he'd have a safe flight back to the north pole. When he'd wake up in the morning and find candy in his stocking and gifts under the tree and an empty plate of cookies, he was beyond happy. The first time he asked Santa for a present he was four years old, and his mother took he and his older sister Gemma to the mall to see Santa. He sat on Santa's lap and told him exactly what he wanted for Christmas, and when he found the toy car he had asked for underneath the tree days later, wrapped in red and gold, he cried tears of joy.

Even though he no longer believes in Santa, he still enjoys this time of the year where everything smells like candy canes and gingerbread. He used to read some of his favorite Christmas stories from when he was a kid with the children on his block, told them about how he was a good boy and got exactly what he wanted for Christmas, and if they were good, too, so would they.

Every year he spent Christmas with his family, helping his mother cook a big feast and his sister Gemma with setting the table. They opened gifts on Christmas morning every year, all three of them wearing Santa hats or reindeer antlers and sipping hot chocolate, one of many Styles' family traditions.

But this year Harry would be spending his Christmas away from home. In fact, a long way from home. The boys were in Switzerland, where the weather had gone out of control and the boys were stuck in the airport. Their flight was cancelled due to the blizzard outside, and the worst part was, it was Christmas Eve, and Harry might even miss Christmas with his family.

"Fuck," Harry muttered, catching the attention of the other four boys. They had all gone silent after the speaker lady announced that all flights were cancelled until the snow had cleared up, upset that they wouldn't get to spend Christmas with their families.

"It's not that bad," Liam said knowingly, hoping to reassure the younger boy, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder.

Harry shrugged it off angrily, "It is that bad," he snapped. "I was supposed to be with my family enjoying Christmas, but now I'n stuck in some stupid airport because of a stupid blizzard!"

"Now, Harry, that's not the Christmas spirit. At least we have each other, right?" Louis attempted at some humor, hoping to lighten up the mood, but did nothing to make Harry feel better about the situation.

"I'm gonna go make a phone call," he muttered angrily, getting up and walking away from the group and towards the phone booths. He reached into his pocket and grabbed two coins and slid them through the coin slot before dialing his mother's phone number. He tried calling her on his cell phone earlier, but he had a hard time getting a good connection.

The phone rang twice before she picked up, "Hello?"

"Mum? It's me, Harry," he said, fiddling with a loose thread on his hoodie.