Bella's pov
10:30 pm
"Yes, mother we'll be at the airport by 4:30 am," I said while closing the door of my room.
I was on my bed ready to doze off when my phone beeped.
There was a text from an unknown number.
It read
Hey there "I don't like Harry Styles".
(Bold & Italic is Bella and Only Italic is Harold/ Harry)
I understood who it was.
Hey there "I'm a die-hard fan of Harry Styles".
I replied.
What were you doing?
Typing. What are you doing?
You'll never answer straight. Ever! Will you?
Nope, not until you answer me.
Urgh. Never mind I was getting bored.
So now I'm away to bring you out of your boredom. Is it?
..........
Why are you texting me now? I said that you could text me if you plan to meet.
Maybe I want to meet.
Very funny.
No. Maybe I'm serious.
Shut up.
🤐
I stiffened my laughter
Again. What are you doing?
Not over it yet?
.......
Well, basically I was fidgeting on my blanket trying to sleep.
Sleep? So early even when tomorrow's a holiday?
Have to wake up early tomorrow morning to pick my Granny from the airport.
Oh, I see. So ready for tomorrow?
Yep...
Almost
Hahaha, that's right there's always something left for the last minute.
You're right no matter how long we are ready something or the other is always left out for the end.
Ikr. So are you done with your preparation like 'choosing which dress to wear?
Hahaha, I know it's my weak point but this time I didn't have to do it someone helped me out.
Oh! Yes and I believe his choice was just great.
Not actually but I have to just go with it.
(Sighs) What else can I do?
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Why do I hate Harry Styles?
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