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Keeping secrets.

*two days later*

I cannot believe it. He told me he would be here three hours ago? I mean, sure he's busy but he hasn't even replied to my texts. I've been sitting in the airport for this whole time waiting for him and I can't even be mad at him because being mad at him feels wrong in a way like. I don't even know, dang.

Preston: harry????

Preston: this is like my 100th texts jesus christ did the plane crash or something I

Preston: are you alive?

Preston: seriously idk if I should worry or maybe you found someone else

Preston: is she funnier bc I'm kinda not funny I feel like you fake laugh at me

Preston: does she have a pretty girl name bc my name is kinda boyish

Preston: maybe her names mya

Preston: IS IT MYA

Preston: damn I'm not usually clingy I promise ive just been waiting for three hours and idk what to do anymore

Preston: ppl are everywhere taking pictures bc they followed me here

"Pres, stop harassing him will you?"

I looked up and Logan was standing in front of me. What the hell? I didn't even tell him I would be here at this time. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Don't hate me."

"What did you do?"

He smiled and sat down, "Okay when Harry was here he brought me to the side and gave me a present for you and he told me not to open it. But to give it to you today."

"Okay...?" I said. "Hold up. You kept that from me this whole time? You literally suck at keeping secrets."

He shrugged. "Open it."

He brought a box from behind him and handed it to me. It was small and flat and wrapped in green wrapping paper and I was kind of scared.

Maybe it was a letter like, 'This whole time I've been faking my infatuation with you because I wanted to see what it would be like to be with a fan ha ha ha bye.'