"I don't want a girlfriend because all my fans are my girlfriends, and I can't cheat on them." ~ Harry Styles
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I sighed and jumped on my bed waiting for Harry to come over, he taking to long sense it's been an hour.
I heard my phone buzz and it was a text.
"Sorry I'm coming know, I just had a quickie..."
Quickie? What's that? In any other note... He could of told me that he was coming an hour late.
"You could of told me that you where gonna be an hour late :/"
Then I got a text again.
"I just forgot, so shut up."
He better be on a red light, I don't wanna hear him get in a car accident in any minute.
"You better be not be texting and driving, anyways see you here."
I turned off my phone and went downstairs to get the study books but instead I heard a knock on the door, it's Harry for sure.
"I got it mom." I yelled then I opened the front door, and saw the one and only Harry soaked in the rain. I didn't even know it was raining.
"Harry come in your soaked." I said rushing him in. Why didn't he have an embrella?
"Sorry for being late." He said rubbing his arms.
"It's okay, but the problem is that you need some clothes." I said going upstairs and getting some sweats and a rolling stone shirt. I turned around and saw Harry looking around my room.
"We'll here, hope they fit you." I said and he turned too me and got my clothes.
"Thanks, and nice room." He said nodding. I nodded back and he went to my bathroom to change.
I went downstairs to get some books and then I ran into my mom.
"Who was that cutie?" My mom said. My mom is probably the only person (besides Harry and Liam) that knows I'm gay in my family.
"That 'cutie' is Harry Styles, he's just a wannabe." I said scratching my neck. She raised her eyebrows in amusement.
"We'll I'm gonna make dinner, you should invite him." She said smiling. I shooked my head, where not even friends.
She shrugged and went to the kitchen, I went upstairs and opened my door and saw Harry on the floor.
"Where you listening?" I said scrunching my eyebrows.
"Maybe." He shrugged then he went to my desk tapping his hands on the table. I shooked my head, he's so nosy.
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Senior Year (Narry)
FanfictionHarry Styles. The one with the curly long locks, green piercing eyes, and a perfect smile with dimples, like who doesn't like dimples? But what ruins the whole thing, is that his personality is like ice. He can be cold, but all warm and melted, bare...