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Dedicated to : @KaylieB

Niall's P.O.V:

Walking back was the worst, it was cold and my light cardigan didn't really help.

I tug on my cardigan counting the seconds it takes to get home.

The shop wasn't as far as you'd think but don't believe it was close either.

I sigh as I look forward, seeing sets of cameras, mics and 3 young people talking to the camera.

I see a house with the door broken and graffiti on the windows. I look at the sidewalk on the other side and see the same.

I keep my head low walking fast to pass the crowd of news. I am almost past it, until a woman with dark black hair and thick glasses stops me.

"Sir," she says with an American accent. "How do you feel with the house right behind us being robbed?" My eyes go wide and I look behind me to see the same rusty and fragile house.

I feel the need to tell her it's not my house so it doesnt really matter, but she's persistent.

"It sucks." I shrug not really knowing what to say.

"Oh c'mon!" She slaps my back lightly pushing me to speak more.

I lick my lips staring back at the dark skinned lady. "I don't believe it was something to celebrate. I do hope you guys find out who did it because no one deserves it."

I applaud myself for my great mini speech but I was a bit annoyed by this lady.

I smile one more time at the camera which doesn't seem to stop following me, and start walking away.

I hurriedly walked fast from my awkward conversation and into the cold once again.

I should have stayed there by the heater but decided not to.

Harry's P.O.V:

It wasn't long before I arrived in my warm home. I quickly turned on the TV to see how long the cold would last.

I throw out my coffee from the shop; since it had gotten cold, and decided to make myself a new one.

Soon, I heard a familiar voice. It made me walk to where the door was at to see if he followed me, but it was closed.

His voice spoke again and my eyes landed on the TV.

"I don't believe it was something to celebrate. I do hope you guys find out who did it because no one deserves it." He says to the lady beside him.

As she continues to agree with him but not before her eyes go up and down raking his body.

She heads over to him and puts her arms around him as her long nails press firmly on his hips.

"Thank you so much err-" she waits,

"Niall." He responds looking uncomfortable.

"Oh such a lovely name, do you also have a number?" She shamelessly flirts on camera.

"What the fook, he's gay bitch." I mumble as I start chuckling at the clueless American girl.

Lowering the volume I didn't hear Niall's response as I went to check on my coffee.

The boy had red cheeks and his hands were stuffed in his pockets probably begging for warmth.

I instantly feel guilty for making him walk himself home. But, was I going to run back to him?

No.

After Niall was done he slowly walked away awkwardly which made me chuckle.

Niall was anything but awkward when we first met. He was confident at what he said even if it was wrong.

I heard my familiar ring signaling me that someone was calling me.

My mom's name popped on my screen in bright blue letters and a picture of both of us of the last time I went to visit London.

I smiled as I answered, already imagining her light and sweet voice.

"Harry!" She squeals.

"Hello mum." I  say calmly but happy to hear her voice.

"Harry, I have a suprise for ya."

"Mum, if it's you getting remarried, it's not a suprise anymore."

"No, I'm coming to Ireland!" She says really loud.

I was happy that I was going to see her again but I thought she was coming for Christmas.

"When?"

"Mmm," She hums. "What if I told you I ordered the tickets maybe a month and a half ago?"

I stay quiet trying to comprehend this but, I might have stayed quiet for too long because soon my mom was yelling in my ear again.

"Harry! I'm heading over there now!"

"Now?" I ask looking around my messy living room.

"Now!" She squeals again. "Oh I'm going to see my baby boy all grown with his nice girl beside him." I gulp as she mentions Nadine.

"Not that I was too fond of her but she wasn't the worst either." She starts to wonder off and starts talking about memories from London.

I would respond here and there but as usual she did the talking.

"Oh Harry, I got to go, they are starting to board us on the plane. It is fine with you isn't it?"

"Of course it is you know you're welcome at my home anytime mum." I say joking, "Even if it wasn't I'm sure you would have came anyways." I could hear her soft laugh in the back.

"That's true. Well Harry, I'll see you in a few, love you."

"Love you too." and with that, the call was done.

A/N: HEY ANGELSS DO YOU KNOW THE REASON WHY WE ARE UPDATING TWICE? Hey motherfuckers (just kidding) hopefully we can update twice today. And HAPPY THANKSGIVING we are thankful for you, your votes, comments and one direction of course and Zayn. And of course your thankful for our story ;) haha just kidding anyways thanks for the reads we got 2k that's amazing.

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