"Hey Niall?" Y/n asked looking at me. She was easily 6 inches shorter.
"Yeah?" I asked looking at her eyes.
"Thank you." She hugged me. Hard. She squeezed like I was the last thing she would ever see. I hugged her back.
"He doesn't deserve you."
Naive (Pyrocynical x Reader)
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