A/N: Hey guys :) Just wanted to let you know that I've started a new harry story called Catfish. So if you went and read that, and maybe left a vote or comment? That would make me happy.
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PRESTON HAve you seen that girl that harry was out with the other night??? OMFG she's so pretty its nOT FAIR
That's pretty much what most of my messages were about, also along with people saying that the girl (aka me) was a slut.
I didn't reply to anything, actually I haven't blogged in a while and I was starting to lose followers. Honestly I didn't care though? My blog was about Harry, but now he's a friend.. or I mean? I don't know what we were really, we kissed and that's all I knew.
He texted me earlier saying that our skype call wasn't going to happen because they needed to do some last minute recording for a song that they were going to release soon. I understood obviously, but it still sucked. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge before going to the livingroom, Daniel was sitting on the couch and I plopped down beside him. "Aye, mate."
"What accent was that?" He asked.
"Australian."
"It was far from Australian."
"Whatever." I said as before looking at the TV. I started watching the show when my mom walked into the room. Damn, I did not want to talk about the wedding right now.
"Preston! Finally, Jesus I've been trying to get you two into the same room for a whole week." She said, sitting in front of us. "We've decided to have the wedding.. soon."
"What?" I asked. "How soon?"
"Like. Three weeks, soon." She tilted her head, it was what she did when she was nervous.
I took in a deep breath and nodded, "Okay. And how are you going to get everything done by then?"
"I was kind of hoping you could help?" She asked.
"Mom." I started, "It's my senior year. I'm busy."
"All you ever do is talk to Harry."
"I go to school, too." I sighed and she didn't say anything, she just stared at me. "Fine, I'll help. Write a list or something on what I gotta do."
"Really?"
"Yep." I said, and all of a sudden her arms were around me and I couldn't breathe. I was still wearing Harry's shirt and she was gonna ruin it by leaving her scent, ew. Only Harry's scent was allowed on this shirt. "Mom stop."
She pulled away and smiled, "Thanks, bae."
"Did you just call me bae?"
"Do you have a problem with that?" She asked before walking out of the room with a hand on her hip. I raised an eyebrow and Daniel shook his head in amusement.
Preston: harrrrrryyyyy help. my mom decided to have her wedding in three weeks ):
Preston: you should be my date so I can live through it
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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