What If...(H.S.)

SEVEN

Me: it's not that Harry... I don't know you but for some reasons I feel you're trustworthy but...

Harry: but what?

Me: forget it

Harry: you can tell me :)

Me: I don't wanna talk about it

Harry: it's OK...

Me: :)

Harry: gotta go... Bye.

Me: bye...

"Done..I'm so done. It's all happening again. But I trust Harry. He can't do what I'm thinking , right Aysha?" I called Aysha just after Harry said bye.
"How would I know Zan?" Aysha said in a sarcastic voice "you've been talking to him for so long. You should know him better. " 

"But all this time we just talked about random things."

"So what you're gonna do?"

"I don't know. Should I give him my number?"

"You can. I mean he lives in London. He can't reach you."

"Hmm... And moreover I deleted my Whatsapp so I don't think it'd be a problem."

"So...?"

"No. I can't. I'm scared"

"Your wish"

I hung up the phone and reread my conversation with Harry. He was always so nice and understanding. I don't know what to do.

It's 31 January. Tomorrow's Harry's birthday. And Harry Styles' too. What's happening with me. I never compared anyone in the world with Harry Styles.

12am... It's 1 February. I was all excited and hyped. But I didn't know who's birthday caused me this excitement.

The first thing that I did was I DMd Harry. How could I!! I should have tweeted Harry Styles.

Me: happy birthday... I know it's still 31 January in your country but it's 1 February here. Happy happy birthday. May God bless you with some brain. :P

My hands were shaking when I again started typing. I typed the message and deleted it. Again typed and after much thinking I pressed the send button. I actually did it. I sent my phone number to Harry. After all that happened to me I sent him my number.

Then I tweeted 100 tweets to Harry wishing him birthday. At 1 am I got a text in my phone from a foreign number.

Unknown: hmm wishing me first and then Harry Styles... Quite impressive.

I knew by then that it was Harry. My heart pounded and I felt really related with the situation as this has happened with me before . I saved his name and replied

Me: who told you. I wished Harry first

Fake Harry: yeah... I've seen that. DMd me at 19:00 and tweeted to Harry at 19:7 hmmmm...

Me: are you stalking me? •_•

Fake Harry: I guess I am... ;)

Me: plz don't talk like that.

Fake Harry: what happened? Did I say something wrong

I became so afraid that I couldn't even reply.

Fake Harry: I'm sorry. I really am sorry.

Fake Harry: plz Zan reply. I don't have much time. I need you to be OK.

Me: why?

Fake Harry:??

Me: why are you so concerned?

Fake Harry: I don't know. Are you alright. I don't know what I did there but I'm sorry.

Me: it's just.... Can I call you?

I couldn't believe myself. I just typed that. That's so insane. How could I? What was I thinking? I was literary out of my mind. I thought What if the past is repeating itself? What if this time it gets worse?

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Hope you enjoyed this far. Thank you.

Sanjena X.