When I arrived home my parents and their friends sat outside drinking beer and wine by the firepit. "Hey sweetie. What are you doing home?" My mum asked me. "O-oh, I was- well my stomach started hurting and I didn't want to bother you by texting or calling, so I just walked home." I told my mum scared that she would find out. "Oh, well go on up and try to get some sleep and if you need to, take a tum."
I walked inside and went upstairs, took my shower, brushed my teeth, and braided my red messy hair and laid down on the couch I had in my room. I turned on Sing Like Ya Mean It (a singing contest) and watched it while I scrolled through my Instagram feed for a while.
I rolled into bed around two or three in the morning and I laid my phone on the night stand beside me when I got a text message from someone I didn't have in my contacts.
"Hey. Remember me? It's Harry." I replied with:
"Oh, hey! What's up?" Within thirty seconds he had replied.
"Nothing much. I just realized that ever since I left that party I can't get you off my mind. Do you think we could meet up tomorrow and go out to eat?" I couldn't really believe he had sent that to me. "Uh... sure. Eight-thirty?" "Sounds perfect. Can't wait to get to know you better. Night!" Once I put my phone back down I thought about him until I fell asleep. He gave me a great feeling about my self, a feeling that no one ever had given me before. The problem was, I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.
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Falling For Harry
Hayran KurguHow would you feel if you went to a party and meet Harry Styles? Well, Hanna felt speechless. As time goes on will they get together? And if the do, will there relationship get better or fall apart? Will she fall in love or will he be a fake person...
