D A Y 27
I thought hospitals wouldn't be this depressing.
But I can feel it coming off of the walls. The plain walls which you would've hated, Niall.
It hurts to look at your name, say it or hear it.
I found your will.
No, I sweared I wouldn't talk like that.
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50 Days // Narry AU
FanfictionFifty days of traveling and fifty days of Harry writing in the small journal. 'I think I have found him, without physically finding him. I know I have, because I find these little things. Things only he would do, and...
