{ON HOLD} Sorry I'm Not Perfect (One Direction/Harry Styles)

Chapter 3 - Finding Vee's Twitter

~ Author's note

This is a really short chapter, but I needed to post something. I love y'all reading this.

- Bea x

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Harry's POV

"Louis, that's the girl you dated before X Factor, isn't it?" I asked as I closed the door to our flat behind me.

"Huh?" he said, taking his shoes off.

"I'm talking about Vee. She's the one you've cried about, smiled about and that, isn't she?"

Louis became silent. "Well, yeah.." he mumbled.

"I'm kinda glad we bumped into her then. You have her new number, and according to photos you've showed, she's changed." I said, smilight lightly.

I could see a smile hiding from growing wider on Louis' face. It's unbelieable how much he'd loved her.

Wait. What if he still loved her? No, he couldn't. He has Eleanor. And he truly loved her. But I needed to ask.

"Wait, Louis, do you still love her?" I asked, quietly.

Louis shook his head. "No." he said, almost whisper.

"You sure?"

"Yes, Harry, I am sure. I used to love Vee, but I don't anymore. She's not the same person anymore. Neither am I." He sighed.

Probably, he didn't want to talk about it.

"I think I'm gonna go for a walk, Harry. Coming with me or staying here?" Louis asked, putting his shoes back on.

"Nah, I'll just stay here." I assured him and saw how he nodded.

He opened the door, shouted a quick "bye" and heard as he ran down the stairs.

I took my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through my twitter time line. I wonder if Vee has twitter? I can always ask her.

I opened the message-app and searched after her number. After I had her number ready, I started to write the text.

To Vee:

So, I was scrolling through twitter, and just of curiosity, do u have a twitter? And what's ur username? :)

- Harry

After I'd sent the 'press'-button, I all of a sudden got really nervous. What if sounded stalk-ish?

Nah, people ask other people all of the time if they have twitter... right?

As I nervously waited for the answer, I decided to take a place on the sofa and turn the TV on. Whilst zapping from one channel to another, I noticed that it wasn't anything good on.

I sighed and just put some random channel on.

And that's the moment my phoned buzzed.

Why was I so nervous about a text? I guess it's just... No, I can't come up with a reason. Oh well.

I unlocked my phone and read it.

From Vee:

Haha, Dev warned me for that qustion... Not. But yes, I have a twitter account but u'll find it out eventually ;)

- Vee

Hm. I wonder how she's meaning that I'll find it.

Wait. Louis had told me her surname. Why not just search after 'Vee Parker'?

I opened my twitter app again and searched. Nope. No Vee Parker there.

And my phone buzzed again.

From Vee:

...and you just searched after 'Vee Parker', didn't u? Too bad my account's a fangirl account.

Dammit. How was I now supposed to find her?

Wait a minute. Didn't she tell that she loved Cher Lloyd, Ed Sheeran, Demi Lovato and Ariana Grande? I think she did.

Let's see. I think Cher's fans are called brats, or something like that... Ed's are called either sheeranators or sheerios... Demi's... Her fans are called lovatics, I think... And Ariana? I think she's the other half of 'Zariana' people've been tweeting about but I'm not sure.

And what her fans are called? I have no fucking clue.

Ariana's fan's fanbase name could help me a lot to find Vee's twitter.

_Vee's POV

Harry wanted my twitter. And I knew he'd search after 'Vee Parker'. How? People've done that before.

I wonder if he has a plan to find my twitter or something?

But then agaian, why would he care that much to find my twitter?

Oh well.

Speaking of twitter, I had now followed both Harry and Louis. And also, the other three. I still couldn't remember their names. I knew that their first letters were Z, N and L.

I guess I'd learn that later.

I watched my left arm. Many, but tiny, scars decorated it.

I didn't regret my scars though. Whilst it reminded Dev about my suicide attempt - that she still hadn't gon an explanation for - it reminded me of that I shouldn't trust just anybody. And that true love oftenly was mostly bullshit.

I sighed, putting my phone on the table.

Somebody rang my doorbell. I bet it was Dev.

As I walked to the door and opened it, I knew I was right. Because there stood my black-haired best friend.

"Dev. It's soon 8 pm. What're you doing here?" I said, raising an eyebrow.

"I know, I know. But I was bored and you didn't answer my calls and-"

"You haven't called me." I interrupted her.

Silence came between us.

"Uh, I know, but still. We can have a sleep over?" she said, doing kind of a puppy smile.

"Okay. Just don't nag about Derek, Dev, please?"

"Why?"

"You don't want to make me feel that forever alone, do you?"

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~ Author's note

I said it was short, didn't I? I'll write a REALLY long chapter sometime then. Okay? Good. And before I forget - song of the chapter is Dead Bite by Hollwood Undead just because it's stuck in my head (thanks to Isa aka @undeadglory).

- Bea x