"I don't know why I'm still afraid, if you weren't real I would make you up."
Mate. How can such a simple, four letter word cause such fire to arise in me? I'll tell you - it's when the infuriating message comes from him. Not an actual 'mate', but Harry. The guy who wants me, and then doesn't. The guy who corners me in my kitchen, initiating a heated kiss, and then blatantly ignores my drunken text. The absolute definition of mixed messages, Harry Styles is surely guilty of.
Ignoring his message, I continue my attention back on a re run of The Office as I reside in the me shaped indentation that I've formed on our couch, too lazy to change my clothing from the photo shoot earlier on today. I take out my phone and begin tweeting.
'Watching The Office and I've forgotten how infuriating Pam & Jim's 'will they, won't they' relationship is. Just be happy already'
I pour myself my second glass of Merlot, and rest my head on one of the plush oversized cushions that Celia insists we have. Maybe I'll just close my eyes for a little while...
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Ebony & Ivory [H.S]
FanfictionEbony & Ivory. Darkness and light. Two ends of the spectrum and somehow Harry Styles finds himself right in the midst of them both. How will he decide? Ebony Saville once considered as being strong willed and independent, though somewhere along t...