Harry's POV
"I'm going to take a shower" Y/N said grabbing a towel and heading to the bathroom.
I'm the luckiest man on earth, Y/N is beautiful...inside and outside.
I grab my phone and decide to check Twitter just to see what's going on.
1% it reads.
Ugh. In a matter of seconds my phone is completely dead.
I look at the bathroom door then to Y/N's phone.
She won't mind, right?
I shrug to myself and unlock her phone. Her phone is old as hell.
She has an iPhone 6, clearly we are in 2018...she is supposed to have an iPhone 9.
When the phone is unlocked an account to Wattpad is logged in.
What the hell is Wattpad?
I click on a random button that says 'create' and find 3 books.
I click on the first one that says 'Harry Styles Imagines' and chuckle.
I begin to read the first Imagine...
I was at a skating rink with my boyfriend Harry Styles. Yes, the one from One Direction! He was the best person I have ever met.
We skated for about 2 hours then he said we should head back to our apartment and I agreed. I had a long day and I was exhausted.
When I entered the house Harry pushed me to the wall and kissed me passtio-
"What are you doing on my phone?" I looked up to find Y/N fully changed and a towel in her hair.
"Nothing..." I smiled at her.
"Let me see then" she raised her eyebrow.
I laughed and turned the phone in her direction.
She stared at me with her jaw to the floor.
"That was before I met you, I swear! Harry, you know I was a fangirl...I couldn't help myself" she tries to explain herself.
"Whatever" I laugh.
And that's how I found Y/N's fanfiction.
