Disposition -Harry Styles

Chapter 3

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Ring Ring stupid phone. Stupid Stupid Phone. Why? Why would it ring in the middle of the night... Uhh I lazily felt around for my phone while my face was still positioned in the pillow. I answered without looking "Hello.." I lazily recieved. "Hiii" The voice replied trying to mock my voice. "Its Harry" the voice answered after a few seconds of silence. My eyes nearly popped out of my head as soon as I heard who it was. The sleepy state that I was in completely vanished. "Uhh Hi Harry" I replied trying to contain myself. He called, he actually called. Wait.. why was he calling? "Wait. Why are you calling?" I asked exactly what I was thinking." "oh, I was bored. I needed someon-." He answered simply. "-but I was sleeping. Who calls at this ungodly hour?" I exagerated. He chuckled. "I do, and its only 1:00am Sophie." "1:00am is late for people who like to sleep." I exclaimed matter of factly. 

"So? How are you?" he mumbled. "tired." I replied flatly; I mean I was screaming on the inside but he doesnt need to know that. right? "Sophie..." he whinned. He just said my name again! oh wow.. "Harry." I retaliated. "You're not co-operating." he answered slightly annoyed. "Who co-operates at one in the morning?!" I raised my voice, then realised that my dad was still asleep. "Fine... Night" he sighed. "No wait.. I'm awake now so might aswell talk?" I quickly wispered down the phone. He's going to think I'm a freak now.. I literally just forced him to talk to me. "That's more like it!" he smiled. Well I think he smiled. I could hear it. oh god that smile. "Who were you at dinner with?" he inquisited. "My dad. why?" "Just wondering. You looked beautiful though" he responded smoothly. breath sophie breath. "Thanks.. so who were you with?" I quickly answered diverting his mind. "umm just the team. we were sorting things out for the book and then got a bite to eat." "Hmm"

There was a comfortable silence until I broke it. "You know what's weird?" "Tell me.." he wondered. "We've been talking for five minut-" "and?" he interupted. I could hear the smirk in his voice. "let me finish. And we don't know anything about each other.." "So?" he said almost inaudible. "We're talking as if we're friends? like we know each other? that's weird.." I finished. "I guess? but I like it. don't you?" He insisted. "All I'm saying is it's weird. You're a stranger! and I shouldn't be talking to strangers!" I replied playfully changing my tone completely. He gave a little chuckle before continuing. "Well let's meet up tomorrow so we aren't strangers anymore?" did I hear him right? is he joking? shitt.. breathe sophie. "I dont know..?" I answered truthfully. "Well i'll be in the park infront of the restaurant where I met you last night. See you there." "But Harr-" "Night babe" and just like that he hung up.  Oh holy shit. I'm meeting HARRY FUCKING STYLES tomorrow.. he called me babe! What is life? am I actually going to go? of course I'm going.. I can't leave him hanging.. plus who would leave Harry Styles hanging.. oh god.. I lay there arguing with my self and I don't know when sleep engulfed me.