Louis pov.
Harry and I have been Skyping a lot. Our calls lasted for hours and we never ran out of things to say. We talked about what we were going to do when we meet, I was going to meet his friends Tom and Niall. He told me that he was excited for me to meet Tom because they've been friends for years.
My dad wanted to Skype with Harry's mum, so him and I Skyped and invited our parents to talk about us meeting, my family felt a bit safer after talking to Harry's mum.
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On September 4th 2014 I just got home from school, when I walked into my room I saw a package on my table, when I got closer to it I saw it was from the one and only Harry Styles. I sat my backpack next to my bed and sat in front of the package.
When I opened it I saw there was a stuffed animal which was a cat, an American flag T-shirt, some American candy and a letter. I got so excited and danced around the house and took out my phone to thank him.
The next day after school I went to the store to buy some Danish candy for Harry. I got him Dumle which is Toffee and Chocolate, Toms which was orange flavoured chocolate and some other German and Danish candies. His favourite was the Toms.
The months leading up to December 20th was spent Skyping, and freaking out every day because it was just one day closer to finally meeting.
For an early Christmas present, Harry was allowed to get a tattoo. He didn't know what to get so he got the first thing to come to mind. A star on his bicep.
He wanted his friend Tom to go with him, but when he asked Tom, he freaked out. He thought it was sinful and he was completely against it. Harry understood why Tom would be against getting any himself but not hating Harry for wanting one? That's immature. So he took Niall instead.
So, you can imagine Harry's reaction when he got home the night before my arrival finding Tom at his house, begging his parents not to let me come visit.
He walked into Anne and Des' room, seeing Tom in there mid conversation talking about why I shouldn't come. Obviously Harry started freaking out, and his parents even had to hold him back from beating Tom up.
Harry felt betrayed. He just wanted me to visit, and meet his best friend of years. But instead, Tom was jealous and felt like he was losing Harry. Overall, it could've all been fine if Tom wasn't a psycho.
Tom finally left after Des would not hear any more bullshit from him, about me. I was mostly confused because what have I ever done to Tom?
He came back once more that night, while Harry was showering. I was waiting to get on my second plane to Boston when I started getting messages, I didn't have very good Wi-Fi but I had already gotten messages from Nick calling me all sorts of names and telling me not to come either. I didn't know what was going on.
The messages were from Harry's kik, but when I read them I knew immediately that it was not Harry. The person sending the messages was calling me names, telling me not to come and made me feel like shit. I kept scrolling and saw Harry's messages.
"Dude. Tom is psycho..."
"He just showed up at my house while I was showering and started messaging you all that"
":(((("
"I love you, that wasn't me."
"I just want to finally hug you"
I was relieved that those things weren't anything serious. Just Tom still being jealous, of me. I just knew one thing.
I've waited 173 days, and in less than 10 hours I could finally be with him.
A/N this was just a filler :)
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