#c.hannah

Niall was nervous to go to Hannah’s, not only was he just hanging her his Christmas list, but he finally got the courage to do the one thing that was scaring him the past couple of months. Sure he talked about it to Zayn, but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t frightened that the girl would completely shut him down and laugh at his face. Niall was always the one who would get rejected, in more ways than one: there was always someone smarter, cuter, more lovable, more dynamic than him, or, he was wanted for his fame and social status. As he looked over the list he had in his hand, written on a ripped up piece of paper from his journal, the boy knocked on the door and waited patiently, his finger tapping on the paper that read:

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Niall was sitting with Comet, playing with the pup who was in a downward dog, his little tag wagging at the sight of the string that was holding the ball, his little tongue out. Niall had to admit that he loved the fact that he had gotten a dog, a presence in his house who was happy with Niall just looking at him. He knew Hannah was coming over, so he had spent some time tidying up his living room, and had ordered a couple of pizza’s for them to eat after. He wasn’t sure how long she’d stay, but he couldn’t cook so he opted for something everyone liked. He laughed when Comet heard the doorbell and ran to the door, trying to tell Niall that someone was there, his little bark not agressive at all. “All right little one, you’re coming up,” he stated as he bent down to pick the dog up, not wanting him to run out. He opened the door and smiled at the brunette, “Well well if it isn’t Hannah bear.”

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