Jan 2, 2023
I want your midnights by treaclenectar
“Bring it on, then,” Louis challenges. “ Let’s see what you’ve got.”
He clears his throat, adjusting a non-existent tie before speaking. “So my preposition for you, young lad, is to take Harold right here…” Niall drags, curling a fist around his arm, pulling a perplexed looking Harry next to him. “On a nice new year’s eve date.”
Harry swears his heart falls out of his ass.
What?
or It all starts with a harmless round of the name game