The Exception (Narry)

ten

december 24th, 2014...christmas eve

Niall

My hands were so sweaty. 

It was gross. 

I tried wiping them on my pants but it didn't help. 

Being around Harry made me so nervous. 

I turned to look at him just as the snow started to fall slowly from the sky landing in Harry's, now very long, brown curls. He smiled to himself, his hands shoved in his pockets as he walked by my side.  

He was magical. 

In every possible way. 

Just magical.

"So what did you want to talk about?" He asked quietly 

"I don't know" I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "I just miss you Harry"

It was true.

I had missed him so much. 

The way he smiled so much, that it looked like there were craters in his cheeks. 

Or how when he laughed so hard that his body would bend over and he just looked so happy. 

I missed how secure and safe he made me feel. 

How no matter how mad I was at him, I couldn't hide the smile that appeared on my face any time he would walk past. 

I just missed him in general. 

"You do?" His eyes lit up like christmas lights and I couldn't help but smile. 

Why is he so god damn cute. 

"I do" I smiled, nodding my head. 

"Wow, this is just" He look beyond happy, taking steps forwards and back as he run his hands through his hair. The widest smile on his face. 

"Harry" I chuckled quietly. 

"Yes?" He looked towards me, smiling widely.

"You're a dork" I smirked. 

He pouted and wrapped his arms around my waist as he pulled my closer. Nuzzling his face in my hair  as he let out a small chuckle.

"You're hair smells like strawberries"

He pulled his face away from my hair, licking his lips in a swift motion.  

"Thanks?" I let out a small laugh. 

"You're welcome" He smiled widely.

"Hey Niall" 

Harry had laced our fingers together once again as we walked down the small pathway. 

"Yes Harold?"

He swung our hands, the widest smile on his face. 

"It's almost christmas" He smiled, turning towards me. 

"Oh is it now?" I smirked, taking a step towards him. 

"Yep" He smiled. 

Our bodies were now pressed together.

Harry's hair covered in the small, white snowflakes. 

"Niall, I think I'm slowly falling for you" He mumbled quietly. 

"Harry" I smiled as I reached up to brush some curls from his eyes. "I think I'm falling for you too" 

He gripped my waist more and pulled me closer to him. He rested his forehead against mine, looking into my eyes for only a short moment before swiftly pressing his lips onto mine. 

Oh sweet jesus. 

His lips were amazing. 

No, scratch that. 

His lips were magical. 

Harry-

"There you are!" Zayn greeted us as we entered Louis house once more. 

The house literally smelt of sweaty people and candy canes. It was the weirdest smell you could encounter. 

"Here we are" Niall chuckled shyly, moving slightly closer to me. 

I loved how he still got shy around them. 

Around people in general. 

"Louis behaving himself?" I asked, knowing how Louis tends to get at parties. 

The night would usually end with a drunk Louis telling Zayn and I all of his secrets before passing out in the strangest spots possible. 

"Oh come on Harry, we both know Louis can't help himself" Zayn chuckled and patted my back as he walked past us so he could move onto the next group of people. 

"You have strange friends" Niall muttered quietly,lacing our fingers together once again. 

"Hey!" I protested "They're your friends now too" 

"Touche" Niall smiled and kissed my cheek.

"It's 5 minutes to christmas Harold" 

"Oh really is it Horan?" 

"Yes really. Now dance with me Harry!" 

I chuckled as Niall tugged me along to the middle of the floor. His hands slipped around my neck as my hands made there way to his waist. We swayed slowly to the music, Niall quietly singing along. I took a step closer to him, if that was even possible, and rested my chin on the top of his head gently as I closed my eyes to zone out everyone else in the room. 

It didn't take long though before a countdown began and people started to wish each other a Merry Christmas. Embracing each other in sweaty hugs and an overly drunk Louis on top of his mothers dining table yelling 'Merry Christmas Bitches" to everyone in the room. 

I took Niall's hands in mine and pulled him closer to me so I could place a gentle kiss on his forehead. A smile spread across his lips. 

"Merry Christmas Niall" 

"Merry Christmas Harry"

So much narry in this chapter. 

this chapter stinks.

sorry for not updating cause i've been working like 6 days a week and i've been sick in bed but i'll try and update more. 

vote comment and all that jazz. 

ily

Ella