N.S. [narry au]

niall

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nope nope nope i'm done.

"So we have the location, time, and guests, what we don't have, are speakers."

I had just chosen out some good friends that Aunt Grace had, and her ex-husband, Uncle Devon. It was going to be a small funeral. I didn't want it to be too big, and I know she wouldn't.

"Who would you like to speak Mr. Horan?"

Harry tapped my shoulder and handed me my notebook. I mentally sigh and take the pencil out of my ear.

If anyone would like to speak on behalf of my aunt, then they will be given permission. I will have Harry Styles speaking my own words for me.

I hand the funeral director my notebook and he looks over the brim, pointing to Harry. I nodded.

"You two are a very nice couple. Seems like God himself wanted to pair you two together from the start."

I blushed and grinned. I stared at Harry and his grin went from ear to ear. His face was also flushed as we sorted out the final details of what was to be a very sad day.