Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 12

hi welcome to chili's.

Pic of Dad up top

does anyone like french music? im digging papoutai by stromae rn but its lowkey sad

my dog bad as fucc! She ripped into her stocking before christmas so i had to chew her out :(

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10/21/1824

Okay, Niall, just three more tiles you're almost done.

Two more, one more, and you're done!

I let out a sigh of relief and groan when i stand up. I had been mopping the entire floor on my hands and knees, making my body stiff.

At least its done though, now i have to dust the lights and spot clean the walls.

What a wonderful and thrilling life i live!

I go back to the closet and exchange my bucket and sponge for a duster, spray bottle and rag.

Once i begin to clean the first couple of lights, i get into the zone.

I dont even notice the familiar voice talking in Mr. Maliks room, until i clean the light right next to the door.

"And what will those restrictions be?"

"I must not work here for all seven days of the week, I have my own affairs to tend to back home. I'm willing to work twice a week, if that suits you. No room shall be necessary for me."

There is silence, i can tell Mr. Malik is displeased.

"The task of cleaning the exterior of the building is quite hearty, mind you. If you think you could clean it up with a shift two days a week, then i shall allow it. However, if i notice the building isnt in top shape, then i have the right to schedule you more hours."

"I understand, thank you."

"Splendid, if you have any further requests, you can check the Oakdale hand book or come in and meet with me. Is there anything else you would like to discuss?"

"No."

Thats my boy, Harry! Give him a taste of his own medicine!

"Very well then, there is a shed outside thats located near the border between here and the park. It holds all the tools you'll need. By the end of today, i expect the shed to be hosed off and the tools organized. Shall i show you out?"

"Indeed. The task shouldn't take me too long, what time is dinner?"

"6 pm. You shall eat with the janitors and receptionists today, but i will have you eat with the caretakers for the rest of your employment here."

"I see."

The skid of chairs and shuffling of footsteps snaps me out of my eavesdropping trance, making me quickly dust lights to move away from the door.

The door opens, but i don't see anyone as im faced away from the door.

"Niall!" Harry's voice yells, grabbing my attention.

Before i even have time to react, his arms are wrapped around me in a tight embrace. The familiar scent he wears brings me back to his house. The smell of a forest, flooded with pine trees, sleeping during a warm summer night.

He wears a plain, firetruck red suit with black corduroy buttons to fasten the coat together. He's warm with love and excitement, filling my empty heart up with joy.

I hadn't realized how lonely and sad i had gotten living here until Harry made me feel myself again. I felt happy in my friends arms, safe most of all.

"My love," Harry mumbles into my neck, giving me a couple kisses, "Oh, how i've missed you so."

I'm speechless, all my senses being completely consumed by Harry's presence. I do manage, however, to open my eyes.

Mr. Malik is still standing by the door, staring at us.

His eyebrows are slightly furrowed with his eyes slightly squinted as if hes deeply observing us. His mouth is ajar and his head is barely tilted as if he's in deep thought. Almost as if a switch has been turned on in his head.

His eyes flicker to mine, but his expression stays the same.

"Harry," I mumble, "Please, we both have work to do."

His arms tighten around me, collecting as much as me as he can, before he lets go.

"You look awful." He whispers, brushing his fingertips down my face.

"Thanks," I chuckle, "But you really need to work now. I shall see you at dinner time."

I'm baffled that Mr. Malik hasn't interrupted yet.

Harry nods, pressing one quick kiss to my forehead before turning around.

"Shall we?" Harry asks Mr. Malik, motioning to the door.

"Lets." Mr. Malik quietly hums, at loss for words.

You and me both, buddy. Harry is quite the character.

I watch as they exit the upstairs, leaving me alone once again.

Time to spot clean, my favorite.

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Harry is SOOO fukkin gay

Bodak yellow is a bop

1) Do you think Mr. Malik likes Harry? What do you think he was thinking? mayBE PLOTTING AGAISNT SOMEONE hmm i dont KNOW

2) Y'all have Narry feels yet?? I love them!

3) just listened from dusk till dawn with Zen and Sia and wow IM SHOOK! their high notes together just wow send me str8 to heaven.

Thank you all for wishing me well :) im feeling a lot better! I chugged some 'severe nighttime' medicine and slept for 12 hours hahah (i went to sleep at 5 and woke up at ten to eat dinner but then slept till 6).

sorry this chapter is shorter, i didnt know what else to add in :'(