vintage//narry

1.2

harry

i woke from my slumber to find niall not there. i had fallen asleep after the movie we had begun to watch. i glanced at the paper resting on the coffee table. i smiled at the note but then frowned. i got up and headed to the kitchen. i put two slices of toast in the toaster and waited.

my cellphone began to ring in the other room and i barely made an effort to grab it. but then it started ringing again and so i pushed myself to get the phone.

"hello?" i asked. the morning clung to my throat making me sound different.

"good morning harry. how are you feeling this morning?" niall asked.

"a bit better than yesterday, thank you," i answered. "how are you?"

"i'm good. on my first break so i decided to check in on you." i glanced at the time and saw that it read 12:45.

"oh that's good. i have work at two so i don't think i'll be seeing you today." the toast popped out, i placed it on a plate. i hopped on to the counter and began to nibble away.

"are you good enough to work?" niall questioned.

"yeah, of course i am. it's just a cold, ni." i answered.

"okay but tell me if you don't. i've got to go but remember to take your medicine. call me whenever you get the chance, okay?" niall asked.

"yeah yeah. now go. i don't want you getting in trouble." i said.

"bye, i love you." he said before hanging up.

"i love you too." i whispered into the silence.