Intense (Harry Styles fanfic)

Chapter Three - And you're about to break from all you've heard.

'so now I have his number and I don't know what to do'

'Harry Styles? Where have I heard that name before?' Rhian replied from the other end of the phone. 

There was a silence as she pondered over the name. I agreed with her, there was something strangley familiar about the name which I couldn't quite put my finger on, I assumed I'd just heard my sister talking about him before or something.

Rhian broke the silence, bringing me out of my thoughts 'Wait, let me look up his twitter'

I faintly heard the tapping of computer keys in the background as she rapidly searched for his account.

'oh..my...god, you can't go out with HIM, Lou!!!' she screamed into the phone.

'What? Why? Who is he?'  

'He's that guy who dated three girls at one time! Zac knows his brother, he says he's lost count of the amount of girls he's brought home! He's a player, a 'lad', he's bad news Lou, stay away from him, he just wants to hurt you!!!!'

My heart sunk, a lump forming in my throat. I was always the one who got no attention from guys. Rhian is my best friend, she's beautiful and funny and all the boys just seem to like her, no wonder she got Zac, he was the captain of the football team. For once I thought it could be the other way round, I knew it was to good to be true.

Rhian began to speak again, noticing my silence 'I mean it Lou'.

'Yeah, okay' I whispered, trying not to show how upset I was in my voice, 'I've got to go, I'll text you later, bye Rhi'.

I quickly hung up the phone before she could reply. I threw my phone across the room before laying back on my bed and burying my face into my pillow. I noticed the pillow becoming damp as I realised that there were tears streaming down my face.

WHY CANT I HAVE A HAPPY ENDING FOR ONCE?

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I woke up from a disrupted sleep, not actually realising that I had fallen asleep in the first place. I looked towards the clock '5:34'. Wow, I'd been asleep for hours! I climbed out of bed to get my laptop before getting back in and snuggling down again. I scrolled through my twitter feed for a while, before  noticing that I had a direct message. I clicked on the message, looking at the name '@harry_styles'. My heart started to beat quicker as I begun to read the message:

'Hey babe, why haven't you called me?;)'

My conversation that I had with Rhian earlier flashed through my brain as my fingers hovered over the keyboard. I shook my head, shaking the thoughts away. My fingers brushed over the keys before I began to type

'Sorry, I've been really busy'.

I clicked in his profile, scrolling through his tweets. He doesn't seem bad to me, I thought, he just seems like a regular guy. I scrolled back to the top realising I had another message from Harry.

'Hahaha, course babe! Give me your number then and I'll do the hard work;) X' 

A smile spread across my face as I read the message. It was cute that he wanted to talk to me so badly.

I typed my number back to him and hit send.

A few moments later my phone lit up from where I had thrown it earlier, turning towards the light, smiling even more knowing it was from Harry.