accidental [n.s]

9-102

Sex: I just

Sex: I just need to dedicate a song to you

Me: what

I see my phone buzz and Harry's caller ID flashing. Confused, I pick up.

"Hello?"

"AND SO WHEN!"

"Harry? What-"

"WHEN WE ALL GROW OLD, I HOPE THIS SONG WILL REMIND YOU THAT"

"Harry-"

His voice was deep and his accent was nice. He slurred the lyrics a bit.

"IM NOT HALF AS BAD As what you've been told, WHEN I KNOCK, AT 102, AND I SEE YOUR PAJAMAS I CANT STOP SMILING AT YOU."

He stops singing, finishing softly.

"102?" I question the song

"Mhmmmm" he hums

"Are you high or something?"

"Drunk actually"

"I change my mind, I dedicate this song to you instead." He rasps

"Please stop." I sigh

"WHEN THE SMOKE IS IN YOUR EYES, YOU LOOK SO ALIVE," He starts singing loudly again, the background noise gives away that he's outside, by the cars honking and passing by.

"DO YOU FANCY SITTING DOWN WITH ME"

I decide to let him finish.

"YOU'RE ALL I NEEEEEED" he's quite the singer, beside the fact he's shit faced drunk at the moment.

"ACCORDING TO YOUR HEART, MY PLACE IS NOT DELIBERATE, FEELING OF YOUR ARMS," he breathes in "I DONT WANT TO BE YOUR FRIEND I WANT TO KISS YOUR NECK,"

I stare at the ceiling, contently listening.

"DONT YOU SEE ME AND," he continues, "I THINK IM FALLING, IM FALLING FOR YOOOUU"

I feel the corners of my mouth involuntarily twitch upwards.

He pauses. "Are you done?" I ask

"That is what I dedicate to you Niall" he slurs

"How much did you drink?"

"Liam and Zayn told me to drink all those shots, damn them!" He slightly raises his voice

"Goodnight Harry."

"Nighty night."

I hang up and sigh.

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