drunk texts - editing

ten

  Sidney sat at her desk in her in her dorm room and stared at stared at the assignment on her computer blankly. Her mind was stuck on Harry. He had texted her four times today, but she refused to continue with his little game. She felt her phone vibrate, causing a loud noise against the hardwood desk.
"Ugh" she groaned as she picked her phone and tossed it on her bed, knowing it was probably Harry again.
"Maybe just text him" Her roommate, Jess, said, causing Sid to roll her eyes.
"He's being sketchy" she pointed out "I'm not about it" Jess shrugged
Sidney's MacBook began to ring and she saw an incoming facetime call.
"Jess" she said, getting her attention "it's Harry"
Jess got up from her bed and walked to the side of the computer and hid
"answer it!" she exclaimed and Sid looked in her reflection in the computer to make sure she looked presentable. Sid took a deep breath and pressed accept.
The video was blurry at first but soon began to focus.
"Holy shit," Jess said giving away her hiding spot, "is that Harry Styles"
Sidney's mouth gaped open and she stared at him for what seemed like minutes upon minutes.
"Uh.. h-hi" he stammered "Sorry I'm not Niall" Sidney all of a sudden stepped out of her state of shock and began to laugh and Harry followed suit.
"So I drunk texted Harry Styles" He nodded "How much do you think I could sell his phone number for?" she whispers to her friend
"Not funny!" Harry exclaims while pointing his finger at the dark-haired girl on the other side of the screen.
"So we good?" he asks and she nods
"but!" she exclaims "don't think you get to be a dick because you're Harry Styles, I'll still tell you to fuck off"
"I wouldn't want it any other way"

Eventually, Jess left and the two stayed on the phone for hours, talking about things like Harry's music and Sidney's studies, like they had known each other forever.