Not Your Typical Love Story (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 4

"how's your phone pal?" Jasmin asked one morning over breakfast

"who?" I asked, quite clueless of what she had said.

"who else? of course Harry Styles!" Jasmin said

"oh.. him. well, he's okay. he still calls me everyday just to say good morning or something. he's such a sweet lad"

"do you like him?" Jasmin asked and I almost choked on my cereal

"what?! of course not! we're just friends!" I said defensively and Jasmin smirked. oh I know where this is going.

"why are you blushing then?" she asked

"i'm not blushing. I almost choked that's why my face became red" I said

"hmmmm... I don't think so" Jasmin teased "you like him."

"i don't. okay?" I said "now how are you and your boyfriend way back home?" now it's my time to ask question. ha!

"jeez. Moi, Patrick's not my boyfriend" Jasmin said

"but you two were dating, right?" I asked

"that was months ago. during our summer vacation in the Philippines and I realized, I don't really like him. he has this bad attitude that pisses me off always." Jasmin said

"so you just told him to stop?" I asked

"yup"

"and you don't regret it?"

"BEST.THING.IVE.EVER.DONE." Jasmin said with a smile. she obviously don't regret it. I don't like that Patrick for her in the first place, just sayin'.

'New Text Message' my phone buzzed yet again and I looked at it and it was him

"Harry? at 5:00 in the morning?" Jasmin asked and I nodded in response

'From Harry:

good morning beautiful! have a nice day ahead! Xx'

"what did he say and why are you smiling like an idiot?" Jasmin asked and she took my phone and read Harry's message

"omg. he called you beautiful!" Jasmin said

"what's the big deal?" I asked

"he likes you too!" Jasmin said "rather, he fancies you!"

"he doesn't. okay?" I said, taking my phone back and composing a message to Harry

'To Harry:

good morning Styles. why are you up this early?'

and instantly, I got a reply.

'From Harry:

radio interview today :)x' he replied

'To Harry:

break a leg!'

'From Harry:

huh? why do you want me to break my leg? Xx' and this reply made me laugh. oh Harry. you're so clueless.

'To Harry:

Break A Leg means Goodluck in theater' I texted back

'From Harry:

oh... I thought you want me to get into an accident or something. :)x'

'To Harry:

of course not! well, text you later! tell me all about the interview! Xx'

'From Harry: