It Started With A Text Message

One

            “Great idea sweetheart.” And I winked at him. I hurried upstairs and I fetch my DVD case and bring them down on the living room.

            “What movie?” his voice is low.

            “The Conjuring.” I wiggle my eyebrows and I stifle a laugh because I know Harry is such a scaredy boy when he watches a horror movie. I saw him gulped and you can see the fear in his eyes.

            “M-maybe w-we should try another one.” He stuttered. I cannot hold this any longer so I burst out laughing at his face. His face is pale like the color drained from it and his facial reaction was so priceless. :D

            “Hey! Steff, you mad bro?” He asked and joined me laughing.

            “Haz, have you taken some dinner tonight?” I asked him. And His stomach makes a sound of a dying whale that makes the answer to my question as ‘No.’ we both laugh again and until our stomach hurts.

           

            I prepare Harry the same food I made for myself. I watch him eat in silence while I made myself comfortable while sitting across him while drinking another glass of lemonade.

            “This one is great mate.” He winked at me.

            “Thanks.” I replied. “How was life? I’ve never had a chance or a time to hang out with you anymore.”

            “Well, I’m still overflowing with hotness as ever and I mean it I’m sexier now.” He rolls his sleeves and he shows me his biceps like a man in a body building contest.

            “Oh great. You’re still a jerk as ever.” I joked.

            “It’s so stressing nowadays because the next tour will be tomorrow and we’ve got a lot of stuffs to do while rehearsing.” He heaved a sigh.

            “By the way, Can I come to your concert? I haven’t watched any of them.”

            “You need to pay like the fans did.” He smirked at me.

            “WHAT! C’MON MAN I AM YOUR BESTFRIEND!”

            “Then uhm double the price then!” he laughed. “Yeah sure that’ll cost $1000.”

            “Now how about you? Steff? We haven’t seen each other for uhmm.. wait,” he counted his fingers like a child.

            “One week.” I answered for him.

            “A week!” now the brain finally works -.-

            “Hey! Wanna hear a joke?” he asked. Oh my God! Here we are again with his jokes. And before I can answer he continued, “Why the potato did go to France? TO BE A FRENCH FRY!!” Then he cracks like a crazy man. Jesus!

            “Ha.Ha.Ha.” I fake laugh.

            “C’mon it’s really funny.” He said between his laughs.

            “You never changed really. You’re still corny as fuck!”

            “No no, NO Shitty bad words.” He scolded me that cause me to roll my eyes.

            “NO BAD WORDS? YOU JUST SAID SHIT! HOW FUCKING IRONIC HAROLD!” and we both laugh.

We stayed like that for hours until 10 and he decided to go back to their hotel.

            “You don’t want to stay here and floor is always ready for you to sleep in.” I joked.

            “I wish I could, but the boys might be looking for me and its really late, we’ve got a lot of rehearsals to do tomorrow as early as fucking 8!” He spat. I laugh at him. Harry is not a morning person. “And don’t forget to give me hugs from Caroline” referring to my mom.

            “Sure thing sweetie.” I winked.

            “Bye bestie.” And he kissed my cheeks.

            “BYE! HAZZA!” I waved him goodbye while he started his motorcycle and watch him disappear in the chilly air of night.

A/N: Here is the first chaptie of my story ahiihihi. As told everyone I’m gonna have slow updates but don’t ya worry incredible human beings, I will upload every Saturday and when the chapter that I’ve written is a short one which means it has below 1,500 characters J I’m going to have a double update but when I make a longer one yeah. So that’s it incredible lovely human beings I’m gonna shut up.

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