wrong person // h.s

nine

13:05

Harry: Babygirl I'm so sorry. I drank too much last night and got sick. I just got up and saw your texts. You're the most beautiful girl I have ever seen so don't ever say you're ugly.

Lucy: and why should I believe you?

Harry: Call me.

Lucy: thats what you said last night before you diched me

Harry: I am so sorry Lucy. Please forgive me and call me.

I didn't know what I had to do. I really liked talking to him but I didn't even know him and I was scared he wouldn't like my voice or my smile or the way my dimples would show when I laugh.

My fingers hovered over the call button. Should I do it? Before I could even tap the button myself, my phone started ringing.

I panicked and didn't know what to do. I waited a few seconds and then I answered the call.

"H-Hello?" My voice was shaking and very soft. I immediatly regretted picking up.

"Hey baby," His husky voice was deep and I loved listening to him. "I want you to know that I'm sorry and I never should have diched you. Hell, I never should have texted you in the first place. I mean, last night of course. I love talking to you and I think you're really really pretty."

I could hear he was nervous, and trust me, I was too. I never really thought he'd be like this. I thought he would be like one of those guys who show no emotions or are just dead inside, but to my surprise, he wasn't.

"It's okay Harry. And that's really sweet actually." I wanted to comfort him since he sounded really upset with the fact that he diched me. I wasn't really that mad about it but I just thought it was a dick-move.

He took a deep breath and sounded very relieved.
"Thank you so much Lucy. I really thought I lost you. I mean, I thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore and I got really sad." He kind of laughed it off at the end.

"Well I like talking to you too, Harry."

I was just about to take a sip from my glass of water when he said: "Maybe we could meet sometime?" I did not see that coming and spat out my water. Great. Just great.

"Are you okay Lucy?" He sounded very worried and I just gave myself a mental facepalm. I really wish that didn't happen.

"Yeah yeah, I am. Sorry. I would love to meet you one day, Harry." I could imagine him smiling through the phone.

"Great, when would you like to meet?"