Wait...I thought. There were a lot of "Harry Styles" today since it was his birthday so it must have been one of them that made that comment. I replied smugly with a
"Trying my best for "your" birthday"
And kept scrolling down my notifications. I got another beep sound and refreshed the page.
Harry Styles followed you
Wow some people can be really persistent. I clicked on the profile to follow back not wanting to be rude, but I saw that I was already following. My eyes widened as I looked at the account name
Harry_Styles
And then everything went pitch black. I felt the room spinning out of control. My head felt heavy and dizzy, my hands were shaking from shock and my mouth was open and dry from the lack of saliva. My legs wobbled as I tried to wake up but failed. Oh my gosh...I-I have fainted...or worse I FELL AND HIT MY HEAD AND DIED AND NOW IM IN HEAVEN DREAMING THAT HARRY STYLES FOLLOWED ME!!
Okay okay, maybe I am a little bit tinsy winsy tiny winy dramatic. And yes maybe I didn’t really faint. But I did fell off the chair and hit my but hard with the floor from shock. Hurting your butt is weird I mean, they are supposed to protect you when falling…not get hurt. That’s why they’re bumpy everybody knows that, especially when you have one fine ass like mine.
No more butts back to reality. Was this true?? Did Harry really follow me? Or was it just a fake account? As these thoughts were running through my mind my phone beeped and a notification came in
"Doing a follow spree for 5 minutes. Watch out ladies" @Harry_Styles
and I checked the profile of my follower. Yep that settled it. Harry Styles was following me. I started giggling and jumping around in my chair and squealing knowing no one can hear me since I lived alone. I have been waiting for this moment my whole Stringer life and it finally came true!! I couldn’t believe it. I was breathless from fanboying but I couldn’t calm myself down. I mean how would you react if this happened to you? If the one and only HARRY FREAKIN STYLES FOLLOWED YOU OUT OF HIS OWN WILL. He noticed me out of millions and millions of people on Twitter and not to mention, okay I am mentioning it HE FUCKIN TWEETED ME AND CALLED ME BABE. Who deserves that from Harry? Definitely not me but it happened and I couldn’t be happier.
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“I don’t care Louis I wanna be with you”
“I know I do too but what about the fans…it will ruin your life”
“You are my life Boo and NOTHING can ruin that”
He said smiling widely. I gave him a small, but rather cute if I say so myself, smile and without realizing we were both leaning in until I could feel his breath brushing on my lips. I closed my eyes as his were already shut and
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP
“Fuckin ‘ell”, I groaned as I hit the alarm button on my phone and checked the time.
6.30 a.m.
Curses, time for school. I sighed and turned back to my bed covering my whole body with the sheets and sighing repeatedly thinking why such a perfectly good dream had to be ruined to wake up and go through a dreadful nightmare.
Seriously, school was the last place I wanted to be in right now…okay possible ever but today more than ever. I just wanted to sit at home on my laptop cozily in my bed with a good cup of English breakfast tea while doing nothing but tweeting and tweeting hoping Harry would somehow tweet me again.
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FanfictionI followed each and every one of them back, cause you know, I'm a nice guy, and kept tweeting. I let a bunch of notifications consume so that I won't check them one by one and when I was at 40 I clicked on it. I scrolled through all of them replying...
