Oct 23, 2021
the lonely hearts club, twenty one
“I get it if you’re angry with me. You can yell at me. Tell me I’m a fucking idiot for what I did, for not being honest with you last night. And you—” he stops himself when his voice cracks. He lets go of her hands, then, as a sobering look crosses his face. “And you can tell me if I’ve ruined things between us. If you don’t want to be with me anymore. You can—”
“Niall.”
“You can tell me,” he says, urgency lilting his voice. “You don’t have to worry about hurting my feelings. It’s—”
“Niall,” she interjects once again.
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