Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 19

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Also this is random but im kinda in my feels rn. Like sometimes i rlly question weather i should just leave wattpad and kinda not look back, maybe take up a new hobby or something. But then, i get 103 notifications today from you rocking dudes and i just get so happy. like my heart smiles :D like i enjoy putting things out that people like, and the comments and votes i get just make me feel good about writing, and not wanting to quit. Even if its only 8 people who vote, or 6 people who comment, it still makes a difference :)

alright now for some gay smut (lots of narry in this chap AYE)

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10/29/1824

"Hello, Love!" A voice cheers from outside my door, interrupting the conversation Alice and I were having.

"I wonder who it may be," Alice snickers, making her way to the door to let the visitor in, "My guess is Mr. Malik, but i'd be shocked if he left his office."

As if

"You're a comedian." I joke, trying to ignore the butterflies i felt in my stomach. I hadn't talked to Harry since our kiss, and quite honestly, I didn't want to talk to him now.

I feel so guilty.

"Hello, Harry." Alice greets, swinging the door open so Harry could have room to enter.

Harry falls sightly forward since he was resting his forehead on the door. He looks surprised to see her, as if he was expecting me to be alone. But nevertheless, he smiles.

"Hello, Alice. It's nice to see you," Harry greets, nodding to her, "Pardon my interruption, i wasn't aware there was a meeting."

"Its quite alright, I was on my way to the washroom anyways," Alice reassured, beckoning Harry in so she could leave, "Goodbye, Niall. I'll be back, unless i get caught by my coworkers."

No, don't leave me alone with him!

"Goodbye, Alice." I stiffly said, feeling Harry's eyes on me once i talked. I follow her with my eyes then drop my gaze to the wall once she exits.

"Hello, Love." Harry greets, more tender than he had been at the door. He walks over to me and joins me on my bed.

Oh god, here we go.

"Hello, Harry." I respond, flickering my eyes up at him before returning my gaze to the wall. Although i'm not looking at him, i can feel the heat radiating off his body and smell his sweet scent.

I'm already making this so awkward

"How are you doing, are you feeling well?" Harry questions, reaching his hand up and touching my forehead.

Although his hands are warm and feel nice on my skin, i slightly flinch at his touch.

If he touches me, i'm afraid i'll like it.

I cant like it.

"I am feeling well, just slightly fatigued." I lie, stretching down on my bed.