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Liam

"Louis, where are you?" I asked impatiently, holding my phone close to my face and shivering in the cold.

"I'm almost there, I promise," he told me. I sighed and hung up the phone then shoved it into my pocket. The tip of my nose felt like ice and my feet felt numb.

I was stood outside the university waiting for Louis. Everyone was leaving for the holiday, including myself. It was Monday, the day Louis and I were to go to Ireland.

I suddenly heard a horn causing my head to jerk to the left. I couldn't see very well for there was quite a thick layer of fog out that morning. But in the distance the outline of a car was noticeable. I prayed to myself, hoping it was Louis. My prayer came true.

Louis pulled up in his old raggedy car that he had had since he was eighteen. His mum bought it for him in almost perfect condition and well... Louis isn't the best with keeping things in good shape.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, Li," he said, getting out of his car and coming over to help me with my bags. "Jesus, I feel awful." He picked up my suitcase while I grabbed my carry-on. He chucked my suitcase in the backseat then took his place in the driver's seat while I got in the passenger's.

"It's fine," I told him, pressing my hands up to the warm air that Louis had blasting in his car. I sighed with relief as I watched my hands turn back to their normal colour.

"No it isn't," he said. "You've been out there freezing your ass off. Your nose is redder than Rudolph's and your teeth are chattering up a storm. Fuck I'm a shitty friend."

"Louis you aren't a shitty friend," I told him, patting his thigh. "People are late sometimes, it's understandable." He sighed and nodded.

"Our flight leaves at ten, right?" He asked, stopping at a red light. I nodded and pulled out my phone to see how much time we had.

"We've got about an hour and a half until then," I told him, placing my phone in my lap.

"Wanna stop by McDonald's real quick? I'm starving." I nodded as the light turned green and Louis took off for McDonald's.

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Niall

"You should really take a break from that PlayStation," Harry told me, sitting beside me as I continued to play Assassin's Creed II.

"I've almost beat it though," I whined as I assassinated a guard. I began scaling the side of a building when Harry suddenly turned my system off.

"What the hell Harry!?" I shouted angrily, tossing my controller to the floor and standing up.

"You've been on there too much, Ni," he told me calmly. I wasn't calm, though. He had just fucked up the mission I was doing and I was pissed.

"You aren't my mum or my dad or even my boyfriend, Harry," I told him angrily. "You have no right to say what I can and can't do."

Harry suddenly frowned and nodded, hanging his head and heading towards the door.

"Thanks for the clarification," he said, walking out. It took me a moment to realise what I had said. Or even my boyfriend. It sounded as if I had told him there was no chance of an us.

I sighed, silently cursing myself as I walked out of my room. I went to check the bathroom where I was sure Harry was. Yep.

"Haz," I said, knocking three times on the door, "I'm sorry. Can we talk?" I heard a sniffle from the other side, then it went quiet.

"Please?" I begged, pressing my forehead to the door and closing my eyes. Another sniffle then silence.

"Haz," I whined, running my hand down the door. "Please let me in, babe." I heard another sniffle, then some shuffling. The lock to the door clicked and the door slowly opened.

I slipped inside, shutting the door behind me. Harry was leaned against the wall across from the sink with his arms crossed. His eyes were red from crying and I instantly felt like a huge piece of shit.

"Hey," I whispered, walking over to him and placing my hands lightly on his hips. I looked up at him and sighed.

"I'm so sorry," I told him, placing my head on his chest. I moved my hands from his hips and wrapped them around his waist.

"It's fine," he told me, placing a soft kiss on the top of my head.

"No it isn't," I told him, looking up at him. "I'm such an asshole!"

"It's okay, Ni." He placed one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip, then placed a gentle kiss to my cheek. I sighed again. He was too sweet.

"Can I ask you something; something important?" He nodded.

"Go ahead." I shifted my position, placing my weight in my left leg. I unlatched my arms from around Harry's waist then grabbed his hands and entwined our fingers.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

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I'm so sorry it took me so long to update! Christmas Eve and Christmas were really busy days for me. And I got like three new Xbox games including Assassin's Creed Rogue and I've been so into it because holy shit my character has an Irish accent and when he talks it's just so havslavslxhalavdach.

I was going to try and update yesterday, but I was with my friend and her family. We went to some Christmas lights show and we didn't get home until around one in the morning.

Anyways, thank you so much for 50k reads! I never even expected this to get to 1,000 let alone 50,000!!

I'll try to update again soon. I've got nine more days until school so I should be updating a couple more times before then.

//Not Edited//

Stay Classy,

~Taylor :*

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