Playing the Player (Harry styles)

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Rosie.

"Calm down Emily Thorne !!" I shouted hoisting my hands up from my laptop. So apparently I told her about meeting Niall, who turned out to be a super famous member of the band one direction. Okay, I accept the fact that this was the biggest mistake in terms of my friend for not listening to her carefully. She is a One direction freak , and seriously if she were me in my place, she wouldn't leave any chance in making out with him then and there. I totally blew her.

"Rosie... Yesterday you just met a frigging sex-god and you were like.. 'I'm sorry.. but Am I suppose to know you..?'"  She said leaning against the door frame and clasped her arms together, tugging them up. I don't know but I think it was clearly a bad idea telling her that I met Niall who was apparently in the biggest boy band in the world named One Direction. I mean, how should I know? 

 I frowned and bite my lip. Furrowing my eye-brows as I shrugged

"So what..?" I muttered, my shoulders hitching up and crouching on the crook of my neck as I shake my head. 

She scrunched her face and walked inside

"- Do you have any idea how big of an opportunity you lost, Miss. Rosalinda?! You could have taken his number... or a picture or even a god-damn autograph ..." She said in a high-pitched voice, undoubtedly annoying me. Using the name Rosalinda exasperated me even more, the term was used in her complementary words, concerning my bad choices, making me feel guilty about them. 

Batting my laptop down I clenched my jaw-

" For god sake Ems!" I opened my mouth and close it again. There was no point in fighting with her on this topic, she'll win anyways.

"Can we just drop this matter..?" I murmured, groaning as I lifted my pillow , stuffing my head on it. Crouching on the bed, I felt the soft linen pulled over it, when suddenly  the bed shifted as something clamped the fringes of the pillow pulling it away from me. I saw Emily hovering over, with her hands on her hips.

"Common sense Rose.. Just think about it.. What if--" 

' I could be your diary.. baby if you'll open me up ... keep it inside me..-" 

My ringtone cut her off. I sighed in relief, at least my phone was there to save me. Emily rolled her eyes and dropped on the bed, still cursing over my "stupidness."

Shaking my head I limply pulled myself up, walking to the dresser and grabbing my phone. Examining an anonymous number calling, my face held curiosity as I answered it-

" Hello.." I mumbled plopping again on the bed , next to the cursing Emily. She again glared at me and pulled her gaze away, murmuring something I didn't catch. 

Shrugging it off , I concentrated on the call. I hardly get any of these. I really don't have much connection with the outer world. 

The call became silent,

"-Hello?" I whispered again eagerness spreading over me.

"-Hello...." The voice suddenly chimed in a different accent. I instantly snapped up, sitting straight and crossed my legs over and tugged my hair aside. From the corner of my eyes, I saw Emily frozen, her mouth agape as she peeked at my phone with wide eyes. 

"-uh Rosie?" My lip corners started curving into an irrevocable smile, narrowing my eyes as I muttered

"-Niall....?" 

Harry. 

I lazily loafed around the living room, scratching my neck. My fingers instantly recognized a soar light patch on the nape. Crouching on the black leathery sofa, a smirk crept my face as I revived the last night. She was wild though.....