Verified (BoyXBoy)

Chapter 8 - They Know

Harry's P.O.V.

FIRE SMOKE?????

What the hell? What was this about? How did this happen? When? How long was I off Twitter?

All of these thoughts crossed my mind as I kept re-reading the same tweet over and over again scrolling through the hundreds of replies that were sent

Gws babe :)

OMG WHAT HAPPENED?

Are you okay love?

Hope everything is fine

Tell me if you need anything

What a horrible accident!!

Thank god you’re okay now :)

I read them all one by one and my body was getting numb. I noticed my finger was shaking as I scrolled the page down to see more comments. I could feel my dry eyes burn and I realized I hadn’t blinked for a long time as my eyes were wide open. I felt a tingly sensation at the edge of them. I swear tears were gonna fall soon but I tried to hold them back although they desperately needed water.

Why am I reacting like this??

I scroll back up and see that the tweet was from two days ago. That means either she’s still in hospital or she got out recently. Depends on how much damage was done. Oh my god when I found out who’s fault this was I will fuckin kill them with my bare hands. I don’t really know why but I feel very protective over this person.

Sure we never met or anything, heck I don’t even know her name. I have to remember to ask her next time we talk. But the few things we said meant like a lifetime of conversations for me. I have never met someone who’s so funny yet cute at the same time, who can talk about anything without being awkward or getting bored, who is not afraid to show their own opinion to me not just automatically agree cause I’m Harry Styles, who makes me laugh by saying the simplest word.

I know what you’re all thinking. Harry, you have only had one conversation with her. I know, I know. But still, I can’t help but feel this way. When I saw that nickname it intrigued me instantly and then the conversation that I couldn’t stop thinking about every single second of every day. I read it over and over again and I laugh again with the replies and by now I memorize it by heart.

Our talk was so flowing and we each had more to say every time. There were no pauses and it is very rare to find someone like that especially a stranger you just met. And yeah, I intend to keep on talking to her and get to know her better. I WANT to know her better. She seems like a great person and I’m not letting that go. Maybe we might even meet one day, who knows. She’s not some crazed fan that just DM’s me about albums or some of my favorite thing or to confirm or deny a rumor.

Don’t get me wrong! Of course I love talking to my stringers. They are the one who got me here and I am forever thankful and I reply to each and every one o their DM’s, even if it’s after a long time because I don’t want them to think that I don’t care about what they have to say to me. But it’s not always easy to reply to them all.

My point is that I like having a normal conversation with someone too. Although the conversation I had with…let’s call her Tommo because well that’s her username…was far from normal yet still it was one of my favorite conversations I ever had with someone even the boys.

Hmmm…Tommo. It sounds weird but I think it might be a nickname or maybe it stands for something like her name…or possibly another celebrity I don’t know about.

It was five in the evening and I had to head out for a recording. I decided to leave quick message asking if everything was okay and apologizing for taking so long to send a DM again. I feel a bit embarrassed that it has been almost a week till she had our first conversation.