ON HOLD/Edited
*Soft Story// Short Story*
He thought he could settle with a friendship, he knew if he couldn't have them the way his heart desires then a friendship would be enough for him. Anything was better than having nothing. But it wasn't enou...
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"Hangovers are a bitch." Niall walks into the kitchen still half asleep, bumping into things that seem to be in his way. He crashed at my place last night when I gave him the offer, the fact I live alone and well he was pissed drunk, and couldn't even stand straight. So as a good friend, I gave him my couch and somehow he ended up in my bed.
"Don't you think we're too old for this now?" I ask before taking a sip of my tea, leaning against the kitchen counter. Sweatpants hanging low on my hips and with an old band shirt on.
He sighs at me. "At this point yes, though I can't wait to settle down, find a girl, marry her, you know like you and Victoria are about to do." He sits at the table, rubbing his temples to relieve some pain.
With his comment, I look down at the coffee mug in my hands. I swirl the tea and my mind flashes back to Magnolia and I laughing while sitting on the gross floor last night. She's all I thought about after she left me standing like a love struck fool.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
"What are you doing today?" he asked, eyes still closed. Damn Niall, how much did you drink?
"Babysitting for Gem today."
"Ahh, playing super uncle," he laughs. "I think you are with Grey more then Victoria during the days."
"You know I love that kid and since his father left I feel like it's my job to be that male figure," I say. Grey is the first grandchild in our family and the moment I laid eyes on him I swear that I would do everything in my power to protect Gemma and Grey.
"Well I have nothing to do today, so do you mind if I hang out with you too?" he asks while taking a sip of tea that he must of gotten up and poured at some point.
"Yeah, we could go to the park or something, keep him entertained for the day." I went to fetch my phone to see if Gem had messaged me yet.
"What's Vic doing today?" Niall's voice rings through the apartment as I walk back to the kitchen. He looks up from his phone expecting an answer which I only shrug while answering.
"Probably shopping for new shoes or something." We both laugh at the joke, I look down and see that Gemma had sent me a message saying she was on her way already.
The doorbell rings bringing me out of my thoughts, Niall's head peaks up. I make my way towards the door quickly. Before I reach for the handle the front door swings open with a happy little boy running into my arms.
"Uncle Harry!" he yells and his voice fills the apartment with his laughter. I let out a groan once he's in my arms. He pulls and plays with my hair as I take a look at the doorway Gem has a tired smile while setting his things down while closing the door.
"Hey Gem," I walk over to her and kiss the side of her head as she sighs and walks over to the couch. Niall pushed off the kitchen counter and made his way over. "Morning Gem, how's my lad doing?" He directs his attention to the little boy in my arms who seems to be lost with the hairs on my head.
