HFD 03
Jess Morin
I immediately hung up. No no no no no. He isn't Harry. He can't be. Why would Harry Styles be on Omegle talking with strangers on the tag 'One Direction', right?
My phone pinged signaling that I received a text. 'Unknown number: Jess?'
me: you're not harry
not harry: I am babe. I just called you.
me: how would i know? what if ur some 50 year old?
me: who sounds exactly like harry
Suddenly 'not harry is video calling' popped on my screen.
me: no don't video call!
me: i look like shit
not harry: Oh stop. I'm sure you don't, you're beautiful.
me: dude i just woke up
me: and how would u know u dont even know what i look like.
not harry: I don't need to know how you look like. Every woman deserves to be called beautiful.
me: i am not swooning at what you just said
me: nope.....
me: totally not
me: still not believing ur harry tho
not harry: why? *pouts*
me: cuz'!
I remembered that I promised to hang out with Matt today. Matt and I agrees on one thing and that is coffee.
me: talk to you later "harry" haha
me: just gonna go out with my friend
**********
"Jess?" Matt raises his eyebrows "What's up?" We are currently at a cafe.
"What do you mean 'what's up'?" I gave him a weird look.
"Your phone is blowing up and you are completely ignoring it."
"Some dude I found on Omegle said he was Harry and keeps on texting me-"
"Why'd you give him your number in the first place dummy?"
"I was bored alright? He likes 1D and I needed new friends" I laughed.
"Wow, okay. Love you too Jess."
"Bitch I know you do"
"Well.. answer him!" he handed me my phone.
"Do I have to?" I whined. "I don't want to get my hopes up Matty"
The moment I opened my phone, my mouth fell open as I reread my notification.
"@Harry_Styles is following you"
I squealed then and there. Matty panicked and came to my side of the booth and read what my notification said. "You lucky ass bitch."
"Hurry and check if it's his official account!" I passed him the phone because I'm to scared to do it for myself. "It's a fake account isn't it?" he shakes his head with his mouth wide open.
"What?" I snatched it back.
1 unread message
not harry: hey
me: i hate you
not harry: for following you?
me: for looking me up! harry don't go full on stalker on me 😂
Haz: Oh so now you call me harry?
me: i didnt know okay? i was just making sure asshole
Haz: Asshole?
Haz: What happend to the gentleman mama's boy harry you were talking about? 😏
me: u enjoyed me fangirling over you.
Haz: Ofc babe
me: im melting stop
Haz: Awe don't melt I wanna get to know you first.
Haz: I find it unfair that you know me but I don't know how you look like
me: don't make me take a picture i look like a potato
Haz: Please Jess *pouts*
me: please dont pout. it hurts me
Haz: *intensely pouts*
me: 😂😂😂
me: how do you intensely pout? lol
Haz: I wanna see you
me: fine! later when i get home okay?
**********
Matt dropped me off at home. He figured that I would rather message Harry than to spend time with him. I laughed at him because he was acting jealous. Muttering words like how Harry would steal me away from them. I told him to not tell the guys for now.
I quickly fixed myself then took a selfie. Literally all I had to do is to take a damn picture but it took forever.
I put down my phone for a while to go fetch myself something to drink but my phone suddenly ringed. Me being me answered the facetime without looking at the contact name... and came face to face with none other than Harry Edward Styles. Shit. I almost dropped my mom phone.
"Wow you're beautiful" I blushed at his compliment.
"Wh-Why'd you do that?" ew why did I stutter.
His eyes were a deep shade of green staring through my soul through the screen and I was mesmerized. I never thought this could happen.
"I knew you wouldn't have answered if the call was expected so.." I tried to angle the phone in a way that my face wouldn't be seen. "Please don't hide yourself from me."
"Harry I look ugly" I laughed nervously at myself.
"Babe, you look cute"
My hair was up in a messy bun with strands hanging from the sides to frame my face. I didn't have any makeup though. I'm not really fond of wearing makeup on a daily basis. Regretting it now because of Harry.
I hurriedly sat on my bed and got comfortable in front of him and slowly turned the camera so my face was in the frame this time. Smiling shyly.
"Your smile is beautiful-"
"Stop fucking making me blush Harry!" I laugh. His accent. God, his accent is to die for.
"You've got a beautiful laugh bab-"
"Harry!" I was as red as a tomato and Harry knows exactly what he's doing.
Harry's laugh echoed through my phone. Holy shit, that laugh! I'm trying so hard not to fangirl in front of him. I don't want him to think that I'm just another crazy fan. Although I am. I don't wanna scare him off.
"Sorry" he says while continuing to laugh at me "Okay, okay. I'll stop" he smirks. "Where are you from? You look like a Filipina."
"That's because I am Haz" I rolled my eyes playfully.
He thinks for a moment "I'd be seeing you then?" Huh? "I have a tour date there in the Philippines. I saw your Twitter post Jess" Ohhh. Him saying my name gives me chills and I hate that he has that effect on me.
I smiled widely at him "The tables are turned Harry. You're the one who's stalking me now?" he smiles back "I am flattered."
"You looked cute in the picture you tweeted me, babe"-" You look kind of young though?" Oops. "How old are you?"
"18"
He made a 'whew' sound of relief. "At least I'm crushing on someone legal" but stopped when he realized what he just said in front of me.
"I thought Harry Styles was attracted to older women?" I scrunched my nose but can't fight the smile on my face.
"You would be the only exception, love"
