Idk why I added that photo but I feel like it's the epitome of myself so yh
Sorry I haven't uploaded in forever I basically deleted the app bc I needed storage and completely forgot about this damn story oooops.
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I spent Sunday revising for an exam and eating like a pig; mother had finally decided to buy groceries and I took advantage of it.
She left at 6 to go on a date with her girlfriends downtown, so I was left to my own devices for the rest of the evening.
I was sat on the bed with my nose in a history textbook, my mind numb from the information.
The electives I took at school were history, psychology, art, art history, and English literature; english being my favourite subject by far.
I generally enjoyed school, and enjoyed learning, however, I knew after reading the same paragraph four times that I needed a long ass break.
As if on queue, I received a new message on kik. I placed my textbook down on my bedside table and looked at the notification.
@harryS sent a message
Why is he messaging me? Didn't I tell him to never speak to me again.
I opened the message, of which read:
@harryS: I really am sorry, I want to talk to you on the phone. Can I call you?
What the fuc.k?
He wanted to talk to me? Why?
You: y?
@harryS: I want to hear your voice
Typing...
I want you to hear mineYou: I don't want 2 hear ur voice man I don't want 2 speak to u
@harryS: let me call you. Give me your number
You: lmfao what makes u think imma give u my number dickhea.d
@harryS: I need to hear your voice while I wan.k
What
What
What the hell
Is he being serious? He must've autocorrected it by accident or something that can't be right.
Although the idea of it did make me feel some kinda way
You: huh?
@harryS: did I fuckin.g stutter
My room was suddenly really hot, and I could feel my cheeks burning up. How do I even reply to that? Do I send him my number? Do I want to do this?
Before I could second guess, I typed in my number and sent it, before closing my phone and throwing it in front of me.
I held my hands to my mouth and let out a little squeal, something in between a laugh and a gasp.
I can't believe I just did that.
A new Kik notification alerted me that Harry had sent a message. I opened it.
@harryS: I thought you were mad at me babe?
I couldn't help but chuckle, what an asswipe.
You: r u going to call me or not?
Within seconds of sending the message, my phone begins to ring, and I stare in shock.
It's actually happening.
I pressed the green button and put the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
No answer.
"Harry? Are you there?" I ask.
"Holy fuck your voice is so sexy." He replies, his thick British accent almost sending me over the edge of a cliff.
THIS IS SO SHORT BUT ITS JUST A LIL THING TO GET US ALL BACK INTO THE SWING OF THINGS,,,,
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Also, I've decided I'm going to upload one update every Monday. Hopefully I can stick with it lol, otherwise message me and tell me how much of a lazy cunt I am 😂
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