I woke up with an insane headache. What the hell happened last night. I decided to check my phone. It was open on my texts. Oh no...
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*Incoming call: my idiot🤷♀️❤️*
"I didn't even say yes." I said, answering the call.
"I knew you would, you missed me." Harry cheekily said.
"No I didn't, shut up." I laughed.
"You always say shut up when you're embarrassed it's cute." Harry said.
"Shut up." I subconsciously said, causing us both to laugh.
"I missed your laugh." Harry said, making me blush.
"Why do you always have to be so nice to me, I don't deserve it." I said.
"Why wouldn't you deserve it? You're one of the most kindhearted people I've met." Harry said.
I smiled. "Thank you, so are you."
"I really want to meet you." Harry said.
"Why though?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"I want to get to know you better, and hug you, and hear your beautiful laugh in person." Harry said, making my heart skip a beat.
"I- u-um." I coughed, making Harry laugh.
"You don't have to if you're not ready. I'll wait for you." Harry said.
"Thank you for understanding. I promise we will meet one day though. I want to see you too." I truthfully said.
"Harry!" I heard someone yell in the background.
"I have to go, I'll talk to you soon. Bye gorgeous." he said.
"Bye Harold." I said, causing Harry to let out a small chuckle before ending the call.
Was I starting to like him?
Nope.
Not at all.
Definitely not.
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Instagram • Harry Styles FF(completed)
Fanfiction'@harrystyles started following you' '@harrystyles commented on your photo' '@harrystyles sent you a private message' this is a mix of an instagram/texting story I guess, enjoy? it eventually turns into a real story later on. ...
