L: was harry actually sitting next to you
N: lol no
L: oh bc i was gonna ask you why the fuck he isn't answering anymore.
N: idk...where is he?
L: this is scary it's been 20 minutes.
N: he's probably fine, just busy with whoever was at the door
L: 😏
N: no not in that way dammit.
L: lol niall how did we end up talking. oh shit, IN THE FIRST PLACE
N: louis
L: YOU SAID YOU LIKED MY COLDPLAY SHIRT NOW WE'RE WALKIN BACK TO YOUR PLACE
N: lou...
L: YOU'RE TELLIN ME HOW YOU LOVE THAT SONG ABOUT
N: LOUIS
L: yes?
N: the police department just left a message on my home phone. harry's been arrested.
L: what?! WHAT HAS HE DONE?!
N: they didn't say on the message can you please come pick me up we have to get there. he's probably worried sick and so am i
L: sure just text me your address.
N: 71 Southward Blvd.
L: i'm coming, hang tight.
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N.S. [narry au]
FanfictionNiall's letters to Harry, Harry's letters to Niall, and what is to become of them afterwords. © brianna lauren 2014