this // narry au

62. misfit toys

SHOUTOUT TO erin239 for the cover of harry lookin hot and niall lookin hot and everybody is lookin hot ayyyyyyy thank you so much

*** Oh my God I was editing and I just realized how short this chapter is so if we can get 100 comments before I fall asleep i'll upload chapter 63 ***

A/N: I made Christmassy chapters then Christmas ended so what am I supposed to do with all these chapters

I just finished writing chapter 66 and you guys are going to murder me omg I'm genuinely scared of you guys

AND IF YOU WERE LUCKY AND DIDNT GET A PANICKING MESSAGE FROM ME I LOST THE NAMES OF THE PEOPLE WHO SENT ME COVERS AND THEN I HAD LIKE A WHOLE FOLDER IN MY PHONE WITH COVERS AND NOBODY HAD THEIR NAMES ON THE COVERS AND I had to go through like 1,600 emails to find everybody because I'm the least organized person I know

and one of my other New Years resolutions is to look like Kylie Jenner so first step let me make an instagram seeing I don't have one

why are some people so mean like why do mean people even exist we're all just people at the end of the day

AND WHY DO ONE SIZE FITS ALL CLOTHING EXIST WHEN CLEAAARLY ONE SIZE DOESNT FIT ALL BRANDY MELVILLE IM CALLING YOU OUT

62 - Misfit Toys (half of this title was chosen from the Rudolph clay-mation and the other half was Mariana's Trench's album Ever After WHICH IS ONE OF THE ONLY ALBUMS I CAN LISTEN TO BACK-TO-BACK AND THE WHOLE ALBUM IS A FAIRYTALE AND IT IS AMAZING)

Harry's Point of View.

Hey can I tell you something?" I say quietly, snuggling into Niall's body.

"Yeah, anything." Niall mutters.

"It's something Chris told me."

"I'm listening." Niall seems more interested now.

"He said you're abusive," I mumble, "And I asked him how and he said you're mentally abusive."

"Am I?" Niall questions.

"I don't think so but he's really set on the idea."

"I wouldn't hurt you," Niall mutters, kidding my forehead. "Tell me if I hurt you, princess. Have I hurt you mentally?"

"I don't know, my mental health is pretty fucked up." I mutter, "But not that I know of."

"Good." Niall mumbles, wrapping his arm tightly around me. "That is... Good."

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"Shit, it's so cold." Niall swears, seeming to tug at Luna's leash as she stops to inspect a speck of dust because everything fascinated her.

"Don't swear."

"Swearing adds emphasis and it's really fucking cold, Harry."

It was finally December and I didn't expect it to hit so hard, November was so empty then bam lights, trees, carolling, singing, and Niall bouncing around like a maniac talking about the logic in Santa.

But he didn't like how cold it was, he absolutely hated it.

"How can it even be this fucking cold without snow on the ground? What the fuck!" Niall swears again. "Weather is utter bullshit."

"Technically there's frost." I input.

"Not snow," Niall mumbles. "But you look cute. You're nose is red and you look like Rudolph."

I open my mouth to speak but then a loud sneeze escapes my mouth, so powerful I actually fly back a bit.

Niall just starts laughing, and Luna randomly starts barking, probably having no clue how to react.