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4

Lexi's POV

I decide to create some use out of my Saturday. I am so bored. I went on my phone, opened up my text messages, and asked Christina if she knew if Kelly or her friends' social medias, if they even have any...if she even has any friends..

Christina replied, "I think one of them is named Charlie..I'm not sure though. Here's his Twitter anyway. '@chargingcharlie'"

"Cool, thanks." I typed and sent.
"No problem. Wait, but why do you need it?" She asked with a suspicious voice. Even though I can't hear her, I know Christina and how she texts.

"I'm just wondering, plus I am terribly bored."

"Mmhmm okay..just don't get into anything you'll regret later."

"Okay mother." I replied.

"Shut up! I'm just looking out for you. Anyways I have to go, byee."

"See you soon. x" I said.

I searched up the twitter name and Charlie's profile came up. He has 3 followers and he's following 7. I go through his followers:
@greenbayhighschool ..that's the school.
@jamessful ..I don't know who that is.
@greenbaymathclub ..that's the math club at school.

I click on @jamessful to see who it is. It's this guy named James, obviously. I guess he was Kelly's best friend maybe even boyfriend, according to his previous posts. He had tons of pictures of video games, memes, and of Kelly. It looks like he has feelings for her. I can tell by the way he's looking at her in this one picture.

I checked to see if Kelly had a twitter, so I went to James' followers and following. Yes! Finally I found Kelly. She was following him but he wasn't following her. Yet, he seemed like he was in love.

I click on Kelly's account and she has no followers, no tweets, and following 1, which is James. I guess no one does really like her. I decided to follow her just to be nice. Immediately after I followed her, she tweeted, "I've lived the hard life, now it's my turn. My turn to be at peace."

I wonder what that even meant...

Monday

Kelly's POV

I'm so nervous, I've never dressed like this or looked like this before. What if they all laugh at me? What if they give me dirty looks? Ugh. Or what if they call me names? What if...I need to stop. My subconscious is telling me that everything will be alright. But, that little devil on my left shoulder, is telling me I'm a huge failure and that I try way to hard.

I push open the hallway doors. I take a deep breath and slowly start to enter the deep, never ending halls of hell. There is already one person looking at me, but he just continues to what he was doing. Hmm, maybe this won't be bad after all. I think about Lexi following me on Twitter two days ago. Maybe she wants to be my friend or just to find out more about me. I really don't know.. I push those thoughts to the back of my mind for later. I focus on myself and others surrounding me.

"Ayeee! Finally felt tired of yourself eh?" A boy says before laughing. I turn to see who is making fun of me. Harry. Harry always makes fun me, so I don't think much of it. I try to ignore all the whistles and the gasps. Then I hear, "Can I get yo number?" This guy named Jason yells. I know he's joking because it's kind of an inside joke between his friends. But, everyone knows about it, so I guess you could call it an outside joke. I'm still gaining stares of surprised people. I arrive at my locker and feel someone tap my shoulder. It's of course, the person who I most suspected! Harry. Why is he always bothering me?

"What do you want?" I ask.

"Why do you always ask that? You already know the answer."

"Just get to the point already." I say impatiently.

"Someone's a little grumpy today. Haha, anyways there's this party at my place. Everyone is going to be there. You should come." He's gotta be joking. Me? At Harry Styles's house, partying? Yeah right.

"You're funny, now go away." I say being annoyed.

"No, I'm actually serious. Just give it a try, you might actually enjoy yourself." He says.

"No." I demand.

"What? Your parents won't let you go to a little boy's birthday party?" He asks in a mockingly baby voice.

"Actually, you got the part right where you said you're a little boy, and they wouldn't mind. But I do. So carry along, chip chap." I say feeling proud of myself.

"Why not? You scared?" He asks.

"Why do you suddenly want me to come to your party?" I say emphasizing the me.

"I like you somehow." He says as he gently swipes the back of his hand across my jawline. I immediately try to slap him in the face, but he grabs my arm and stops me.

"You don't want to do that." He says with an intense look on his face.

"And why is that? I ask.

"You'll want me. You'll want me real soon." He says with a suspicious look on his face. He put his hand on the locker, resting the rest of his body on it, hovering me. He leans in and passionately kisses me. I don't know why, but I kiss him back. It feels so good. He starts to pull back slowly. He then walks away. "Told ya!" He shouts midway from my locker.

Crap. What did I just do? I just kissed Harry Styles and I actually enjoyed it. He's such a a good kisser and actually a gentleman when it comes to kissing. What am I thinking? I just fell in his trap.. I had to go to that party. Just to straighten things out. Only to do so, nothing more.

Hey! Thanks for reading up to here guys! I hope you enjoyed that little plot twist! There will be wayyyy more! Love ya!
-Jaden 💥🍭