"He needs closure."

He rolled his eyes "that's understandable but I can't help you."

"What why?!"

"Did you not bloody hear me? he will Fucking kill me."

"I won't tell him it was you."

"Yeah because you have the capability to do it"

"Please Liam. Please"

He sighed "location then I'm done I'm not diving into his personal life."

"Fine"

"I'll drop it off when I find it then leave me out of it."

"Thank you."

I leave knocking on Niall's door. "Go away" he laughed

I open it "hey do you have any snacks ?"

"Yep"

"Can I have one?"

"For you always. it's under my desk" he's eyes holding a mischievous look

I tilted my head

"Ok fine in that cabinet over there."nodding his head "don't tell anyone you got it from me I don't need beggars"

"So you don't like beggars?" I smirk at him

He laughed "though it's harrys it's not my kink."

"What's your kink then?" I laughed

"You wanna find out?"

"Noo!" I laugh turning out of his office where Harry stood with his eyebrows up. The same look a mother would give catching her child with a hand in a cookie jar

"Oh hi." I smiled

"Dont oh hi me ms..I heard that."

"I was just curious" I rolled my eyes

Niall laughed "styles let me fix her curiosity yeah?" Shouting from behind me

"Wanna know what he sounds like?" he leaned closer to me.

"Does that feel good. You like that? Are you close?"

"Hey" niall shouts standing in the doorway now

"Lack of confidence" Harry smirks

"No the fuck I don't" niall laughs

"Tell me lex. do I ever need you to tell me if you like something or if you're close?"

I shake my head no

"You know why?" he looks at niall "because I know. I don't need the verbal confirmation like you."

"Fuck off." niall rolled his eyes "I do a good enough job to have girls whenever I want."
.

I've been baking all afternoon ever since Liam dropped off the information about Harry's mom a few hours ago.

The front door clicked open and Harry's voice rang through the apartment "baby?"

"Here" I called out

He walked up to me greeting me with a kiss "it smells amazing."

I reach for a cinnamon roll "taste."

He takes a bite mumbling "fuck that's good." With his mouth full.

He takes it from my hand placing it front of my mouth I take a bite. He softly wipes the corner of my mouth.

I have no idea how I'm going to tell him. I'm internally freaking out.

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