time to begin [n.h]

christmas special

"I should get going," I say, looking at the clock. I'm at his apartment and it's nearly midnight.

“One more hour?” He asks, pulling me closer into his chest.

“Niall it’s nearly midnight, I need to get home.”

“Please” He pouts.

“I really can’t stay.”

“Baby it's cold outside,” He sings.

“I’ve got to go away,” I go along with it.

“Baby it's cold outside,”

“This evening has been,”

“Been hoping that you'd drop in,”

“So very nice,” I sing.

“I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice.”

“My cat will start to worry,” I sing, laughing lightly.

“Beautiful, what's your hurry?”

“Sherlock will be pacing the floor.”

“Listen to the fireplace roar.” He sings. I look over at the fireplace to see it’s off.

“So really I'd better scurry,”

“Beautiful, please don't hurry.”

“Maybe just a half a drink more.” I sing into his chest. He is really warm and I honestly didn’t want to leave.

“Put some records on while I pour.” He kisses the top of my head.

“The neighbors might think…”

“Baby, it's bad out there.”

“Say, what's in this drink?”

“No cabs to be had out there.”

“I wish I knew how,” I sing, closing my eyes.

“Your eyes are like starlight now.”