Two Ghosts [h.s]

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Looking back at Harry I slightly frown, fighting the smile invading my lips. "I just wanted to hug you." I sniff, pulling my hands away and brushing them over my eyes.

"It's okay you'll have me later." Harry smiles so hard and our rings sparkle brightly through the room that fills a giddy sense of happiness in my stomach.

"Hello? Come on." Niall won't quit banging and I stand placing my hands on Harry's shoulders as he guides me up by the hips. Leaning down I kiss his lips before turning towards the door. Practically skipping I slide my socks on the floor until I land with a thump at the door.

Opening it wide they're all standing in jeans and t-shirts. "Merry Christmas-" I try to say but Niall picks me up by my hips, prancing us in the room hugging me tightly. 

"Merry Christmas!" He shouts and I hug him as my laughter giggles in his neck. 

Spinning us in a circle he sets me down poking my cheek and I just pull on his red sweater, "very festive." I giggle and he winks at me. 

Pushing him away with a smile I run forward because no one should go hugless on Christmas. Running into the first body I see it happens to be Zayn and I push myself against him warmly. 

"Hey, purple girl!" He laughs as our bodies collide, wrapping his arms around my neck. 

Zayn's been calling me purple girl for the past couple of days because he found out my names a shade of purple. Get a load of his brain.

"Hey, Zayn!" I mumble into his chest and cologne. Letting me free Louis steps up with his arms out drastically. With a stupid look on his face, he pulls me into his chest to the point I'm practically being squished.

Fighting my head out of his chest he starts to mess up my hair and choking me so I pull myself away pointing a finger in his direction. "I will tell Abby," I state not meaning a word and his face falls.

"You wouldn't."

"Yeah, I would." I smile before kissing him on the cheek as he watches me in complete sass. This man has a crazy dramatic ego but it's my favourite thing about him.

As they all tread inside my eyes land on Liam who's already walking towards me. "You're not going to hug me are you?"

"Of course I am, It's Christmas, Payne!" I pour out before hugging his waist. His arms find my neck hugging me tightly with a strong grip. Still hugging him I turn our bodies the opposite way and start pushing him forward. Reaching the couches I guide him down with a thump and stand myself upwards.

"Hey no way, Chef Haz made cookies!" Zayn laughs, making a quick movement towards the table where he grabs one and presses it to his lips.

My eyes widen as I turn to Harry.

He mouths, "they're fine."

Niall's laughter begins to cackle as he stands beside Zayn. "No way, he did! Atta boy, Styles." He chants beginning to stuff his face as he talks with a mouth full, "The pink icing was a nice touch Sugar."

"Thank you very much, I thought so."

"Hey, nice tree." Niall laughs a fit of cackles as he points. "We really are going for the normal friend group tonight aren't we?"

"Hey, don't hate the tree." My eyes scrunch playfully as I cross my arms.

"No hate, I think it's cute." He muffles from the sound of cookies in his mouth. "I bet you got tangled in the lights, no?" 

"Shut up," I murmur removing my stare. 

As Zayn grabs the plate of cookies, taking them away from Niall, he follows like an upset puppy close behind. Zayn sets the plate down on the living room table and everyone takes a seat on the L-shaped couch.