(Harry walked in the back of the class and then back to the front as he was giving out homework the teacher gave. He went back to his seat and his phone buzzed.)
Crazy: Your Killing me
Harry: What
Crazy: Seriously, every time you walk by I forget to breath.
(Harry instantly looked around the class but no one was looking at him or their phone)
Harry: You are in the same class, aren't you?
Crazy: The homework sheet smells like you hazzabear
(Harry bite his lip to contain his smile but blushed anyway)
Crazy: Aww my cupcake is blushing
Crazy: Wish I could kiss those pink cheeks right now
Harry: I would let you do that if you tell me who you are...
Cutie: That's a tempting offer...
Harry: Take it then
Cutie: uh-huh
Harry: What's that supposed to mean?
Harry: Hello??
Harry: Are you there, cute stranger???
Harry: :(
(He definitely missed the sight of a blue eyed boy in the corner of the classroom... Blushing at his phone under his desk)
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Wrong Number... Actually Not!
FanfictionA pretty quick story of a boy who found his crush's number and decided to risk it and text the boy of his dreams. But what happens when Harry receives a text from an unknown number? Would it turn out to be a wrong number? Or the right-est one? WAR...
