Netpals || Harry Styles

By fadoraharry_

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In which a lonely girl argues with a wise boy over the ending of an online romance book. (fan fiction 40) © 2... More

Netpals || Harry Styles
O n e
T w o
T h r e e
F o u r
F i v e
S i x
S e v e n
E i g h t
N i n e
T e n
E l e v e n
T w e l v e
T h i r t e e n
F o u r t e e n
S i x t e e n
S e v e n t e e n
E i g h t e e n
N i n e t e e n
T w e n t y
T w e n t y - o n e
T w e n t y - t w o
T w e n t y - t h r e e
T w e n t y - f o u r
T w e n t y - f i v e
T w e n t y - s i x
T w e n t y - s e v e n
T w e n t y - e i g h t
T w e n t y - n i n e
T h i r t y
T h i r t y - o n e
T h i r t y - t w o
T h i r t y - t h r e e
T h i r t y - f o u r
T h i r t y - f i v e
T h i r t y - s i x
T h i r t y - s e v e n
T h i r t y - e i g h t
T h i r t y - n i n e
F o r t y
F o r t y - o n e
F o r t y - t w o
F o r t y - t h r e e
F o r t y - f o u r
F o r t y - f i v e
F o r t y - s i x
F o r t y - s e v e n
F o r t y - e i g h t
F o r t y - n i n e
F i f t y
F i f t y - o n e
F i f t y - t w o
F i f t y - t h r e e
F i f t y - f o u r
F i f t y - f i v e
E p i l o g u e

F i f t e e n

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F i f t e e n 

Sipping my tea while looking out the window, I let my mind wander about whatever it wants to think about. I let my mind free of it's thoughts, letting on topic lead to another and another.

I watch people passing by, starting their day as the sun rises above buildings. I see a couple pass by, holding hands with the girls head resting on the boy's shoulder. The site is adorable to see but it makes a pain grow in my heart. 

That was me and Nick once. 

A sigh escapes my lips before I take another sip of tea to calm down. I hear a bell ring, signalling another person has came into the cafe. I turn my head and see a guy. Tall, beanie on his head with dark curls poking out, blue skinny jeans and black vans. 

I look back out of he window starting to think about Harry. How does he look like? Where does he live? Will I ever get to meet him?

I want to meet the guy. Well half of me does. I love the relationship we have on Wattpad. I love how free and open we are to each other now, supporting one another and making jokes. We could have a really deep talk in one day, and a really light humored one the next and I love that, I love how open we are to each other. I feel so close to him, I feel like I am able to trust him and I don't trust a lot of people. 

But I also don't want to meet him. What if he changes his thoughts about me when he sees how I look like - the Daisy behind the screen. What if we talk in real life and it will be so awkward? I wouldn't able to live with myself if meeting him in real life changes our relationship. 

I stand up with my purse on my arm, taking the last sip of the tea before throwing it out in the garbage by the door. I exit the cafe, the chilly air hitting my body. I shiver, stuffing my hands in my jacket pocket as I continue walking down the sidewalk. A minute later, I enter my building complex and take the elevator up to my floor. 

The ride up I find myself thinking about Harry again. I wonder if he trusts me as much as I trust him. Does Harry randomly think about me during his day? Does Harry want to meet me in real life? Did Harry message me?

The doors of the elevator opens with a ding. I snap out of my thoughts, shaking my head when I realize how ridiculously attached and dependant I am with Harry. 

Unlocking my apartment door, I enter and put my purse down besides the door. I quickly take off my boots and jacket, sitting on my bed and starting up my Mac. When it turns on, I click chrome and the Wattpad tab opens up. A smile forms on my face when I see the red dot besides my user name. 

styles94: Good morning, beautiful .xx 

My breathing stops seeing his message. Okay, no biggie. Breathe, Daisy. I take a deep breath. 

daisyyy_: Good morning to you too, handsome.

daisyyy_: *gags* 

I send the messages to Harry, noticing my cheeks are on fire. I shake my head, fanning my face trying to get it to go away. I don't know why his message had such an affect on me, and I am not sure whether I like it or not. 

I see Harry has read the message and is now reply back, which makes my stomach do a weird flip. 

styles94: Rudeeeeee.

daisyyy_: What??

styles94: "gags"? Really, Dais

styles94: ...y?

daisyyy_: Is this a nickname I see?

styles94: Maybe..?

daisyyy_: Haha, you're funny, Harry.

styles94: That wasn't a joke? What if I want to give you a nickname?

daisyyy_: Idk, this is a huge step in our relationship, Harry.

styles94: You can give me a nickname too???

daisyyy_: You reallllyyyy like nicknames don't you?

styles94: I do, Dais..?

daisyyy_: It's like you are saying you are in a daze lol

styles94: I kinda am, yeah.

daisyyy_: Okaayyy...?

daisyyy_: And yes I did gag (to answer your previous question).

styles94: And why did you gag exactly?

daisyyy_: With this 'good morning, beautiful' shit. You don't even know how I look.

styles94: Daisy, I may not know how you look like, but I know enough about you to know that you are beautiful. 

daisyyy_: ..Thanks..

styles94: Really, Daisy. Like your name itself is really beautiful <3

daisyyy_: But names and people are completely different. 

styles94: Maybe so. But I still think you are beautiful.

styles94: How was your morning?

daisyyy_: It was nice. Drank my daily tea at the cafe.

daisyyy_: How about yours?

styles94: That's nice :)

styles94: Mine was good also I guess. Finally finished packing, I'm so exhausted.

daisyyy_: Take a nap. I know how moving can be really exhausting.

styles94: Nope, not gonna do that, Dais.

styles94: I still have many hours to my day.

daisyyy_: So what are you going to do then?

styles94: Chat with you if that's alright. :)

daisyyy_: Yeah that's alright with me. 

styles94: Are you okay with 20 questions?

styles94: Even if you say no, we are still playing the game. 

daisyyy_: Haha, okay, Harry. 

daisyyy_: I am asking first though!

daisyyy_: Favourite food?

styles94: Really, Daisy? Favourite food?

daisyyy_: Yeah. C'mon now. Answer.

styles94: Prawns :)

styles94: Favourite song?

daisyyy_: At the moment it's Take Me To Church by Hozier. 

styles94: Niceee. That song is sickk. 

daisyyy_: Thanks :)

daisyyyy_: Relationship status?

styles94: Woahh, so straight forward. 

daisyyy_: Cause you're the one who said really about me asking your favourite food! 

styles94: That is true. 

daisyyy_: Soo...

styles94: It's complicated... Well like I have a girlfriend but she didn't like the idea of me moving...

daisyyy_: Did you move to a different city or something?

styles94: I did, yeah. 

styles94: So now it's hard for us to see each other every day. 

daisyyy_: I see. 

daisyyy_: Well, if you both are meant to be then it will work out. If it doesn't then there is someone else out there who is better for you. 

styles94: Daisy getting deep I see. 

styles94: But thank you, Dais :) <3 

daisyyy_: Yeah, np. 

daisyyy_: You're turn now. 

styles94: How old were you when you first had sex?

daisyyy_: HARRY

daisyyy_: WTF

styles94: What?

styles94: ;)

daisyyy_: Ewww, you perv. 

daisyyy_: Get out. 

styles94: HAHA

styles94: Answer the question now. C'mon, Dais. 

daisyyy_: Stop with the Dais shit. And I am not answering that pervy question.

styles94: It's 20 questions, you have to answer it. 

daisyyy_: ....

daisyyy_: Why do you want to know so badly?

styles94: It's just a question, Dais. 

daisyyy_: *purses lips* What did I say about that nickname?

styles94: Just answer.

daisyyy_: You're persistence is really annoying me..

styles94: If you answer then we can carry on. 

daisyyy_: Then I guess the game has stopped. 

styles94: Why? Is Daisy still a virgin? 

daisyyy_: You're really fucking annoying and rude right now...Bye.

styles94: Daisy, no don't go.

styles94: I'm sorry. 

styles94: Don't leave. 

I let out an annoyed huff. If I don't want to answer a question, then I won't and he should be fine with that. He shouldn't force me to answer that question. I am not answering not because I'm hiding something or I'm embarrassed, but I'm not answering because what kind of fucking question is that?! Asking when I first had sex. What kind of fucking question is that? Why does it fucking matter to him. 

I know he was playing around in the beginning but when made me angry is when he won't let it go until I decide to leave the conversation. It shouldn't be like that.

styles94: Say something. I know you are still there, Daisy.

daisyyy_: Question for you now. What kind of fucking question was that? Why the fuck does it matter when I first had sex?!

styles94: I'm sorry, I was just joking. 

daisyyy_: Well the joking ended when you kept forcing me to answer..

styles94: I know, I'm sorry, Daisy. xx

daisyyy_: *scoff*

daisyyy_: I actually thought I could trust you, Harry. 

styles94: And you still can. 

daisyyy_: I only trust people who respect me. And that wasn't respect at all. 

I close my laptop, feeling my nose stinging. I actually trusted Harry, but he just broke it. He knows I'm a very sensitive person, emotionally and physically, so why did he have to do that. He knows I am broken in the inside and that I crave for someone to trust. Why did he have to do that? It shouldn't bother me this much, but it does. 

I take a deep breath before getting off of my bed. I grab a pair of leggings and tank top from my drawer before going into the washroom to get ready for my yoga class. Getting away from this world right now sounds like a great idea, even if it's for a little while. 

==========================

Their ship name has been finalized, and it is Haisy! :)

Thank you so much for reading my lovely readers. Continue being amazing and vote and comment. I love you :)

~ May <3

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