"Hey sorry I can't talk long because Zayn wants to go out but do you believe me now?" I heard a british accent through the phone. My lips parted and I looked over at Logan with wide eyes. I literally couldn't even breathe, never mind reply to him. "Hello? Preston?"
I cleared my throat, "Uhh, hi."
"Do you believe me?" He asked again.
"I think so."
"You think so?" He chuckled and I suddenly had no doubt that it was him. I was talking to f.ucking Harry Styles and I literally told him I was gonna rip his dick off. Good going, Preston wow I'm so stupid.
"Yeah I guess your dick is safe." I said before realizing what I was saying. I face palmed and I could tell Logan was about to combust.
"Thank god, I'm gonna need that." He joked.
"What."
"I'm gonna need it."
"Wow yeah, I heard you." I said to him with sass. Honestly I hated myself sometimes why does my sass come out at the worst times aka all the time.
"You're feisty." He said in a voice that sounded deeper than normal and I literally almost melted right there on Logan's floor.
"Do you actually look through my tumblr?" I brought up randomly.
He laughed, "Yeah, I've seen it all."
"All of it? Like actually?"
"Yep- HARRY WE HAVE TO GO GET YOUR SKINNY ASS OUT HERE." I heard someone yell in the background, it sounded like Louis. "Sorry I have to go, love." He whispered before the line went dead.
I slowly brought the phone from my ear and looked back over at Logan who was staring at me like I had 4 eyes. "So?"
"It was him, like at first I thought maybe someone could fake his voice but then he laughed and I knew for sure. Plus I heard Louis in the background."
"Well f.uck, Pres. I'm so jealous right now why didn't he text me like for real I'm a hot piece of ass." He stated with a hand on his hip.
"More like just an ass." I said.
My phone vibrated again and when I looked down it was Harry.
Text Message: harry styles lol
Glad you believe me now. Sorry I couldn't talk longer, Lou was about to beat me if I took any longer.
Text Message: Preston Richards
its okay I heard him yelling lol
Text Message: harry f.ucking styles
They're bitching at me about being on my phone, I'll text you when I get back to the hotel if it's not too late .xx
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FanfictionPreston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza