The new world was vicious. The years haven't been kind. The never ending war between what was once a small community that became a wide phenomenon has been raging for years. No one can see the end to it, probably because there won't be an end to the...
"Mm, Merry Christmas," I say batting my eyes open. He leans down and gives me a kiss on the forehead causing me to smile.
"I know we did a gift exchange yesterday, but I have something for you." I furrow my brow and look up as Harry smiles down at me. He crawls out of bed and walks over to his closet and slides open the door. He reaches up to the top of his closet and pulls out a box wrapped in Christmas paper. The box was messily wrapped but I took it gratefully. I begin tearing open the box as a giddy Harry sits next to me. I open up the box to find a pair of boxing gloves.
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"I figured I could teach you to box and maybe some basic self defense, keep you safe." I smile and kiss his cheek.
"I appreciate it, thank you." I reach further into the box and grab a thinner box. I tear it open and nearly drop the gift.
"Harry," I say slowly.
"I know, I know. But I want you to have it. I want you to have it in case something happens where you need to use it." I took down at the gun in my hand and smile softly.
"So you're gonna teach me how to box and use a gun?"
"Me and Liam are gonna teach you how to box since he's a little better at it than me, and I'll teach you how to shoot since I have the best aim." I smile up at him and he leans in and kisses my lips quickly.
"I'm gonna go wake the boys and see how much of a mess there is downstairs."
"I'll help," I offer.
"No, baby, it's okay. Stay here and relax." I nod and he gives me a smile before exiting the room as I fall back to sleep.
I roll over and stretch my body before sitting up in Harry's familiar bed. I check the bedside clock and see it's just after two in the afternoon. I pull the covers off my body and stand from the bed. I open his bedroom door and slip out before making my way down the stairs into the spotless living room.
"Have you been cleaning all this time?" I ask as Niall walks in eating an orange.
"Yeah, just finished about an hour ago." I nod and he gives me a smile.
"Uh where's Harry?"
"Him and Liam are in the basement working out."
"Oh, okay."
"I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you went down and joined them."
"I don't think I should. Last time I went down there it didn't end too well."
"The last time you went down there you were snooping and didn't have permission to be down there," Niall reminds me as he take another bite.
"Yeah, I know."
"Come on, I'll show you down there."
"If I'm going to be joining them don't you think I should put something on besides pajamas?" I ask him.
