Paper Airplanes

Chapter ThirtyFour; Anxiety

*Dacota's Diary*

Dear Diary,

Oh my goodness I'm really excited.

Harry and the boys are coming to Chicago soon, meaning I could possibly see him!

If he has time.

He probably won't. He's famous and probably jetlagged, why would he want to see his gross girlfriend. If I'm even that, anymore.

I'll text him.

'Heard you were coming to Illinois. I really miss you, do you think we could meet before/after you perform? x'.

Wow, he responded almost right away.

'That sounds awesome, babe! I miss you terribly, I'm suffering from withdrawal! I love you so much, never forget that. xx.'

Fuck, I'm crying again. Now I'm excited.

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Dear Diary,

Alright, so I can officially confirm now and forever that I am deeply in love with Harry Styles.

We've been texting more often, probably because he's not as tired and actually in the same country as me. He ends all of his messages in x's and o's, he randomly says 'I love you', and we planned a day to meet up and "reconnect" or something.

I feel like a middle school girl freaking out over a guy saying he likes her.

I guess this is the exact feeling, actually...

Whatever, I love him.

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Dear Diary,

I'm meeting Harry today. I'm so nervous. I saw on tumblr and Instagram that his hair has gotten longer and he's gotten more tattoos.

I'll try to convince him to get a haircut...

Anyways, he told me to get ready at my house, and he'll text me details later.

I'm so anxious, kill me now.

I should probably start getting ready...

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This chapter is a mess, sorry sorry sorry.

Really, this is just a filler, please ignore.

God, I hate this ew sorry.

~Emily~