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‘to dream of surprises’

Niall/Harry |  5 388

“You don’t know me, I don’t think, unless I’ve met you drunk and gotten your number, in which case I’m sorry I’m only calling you now, but please don’t hang up. Please.”

There’s a confused series of noises, muffled and distant, then, “You – uh, are you in trouble or something?”

“Yes!” Harry replies instinctively, then, “Or, well, no, but yes?”

Happy birthday little-cather. I’m sorry I’ve run out of magic, but in all honesty I think you’ve got enough of it for the both of us.

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