Unwritten (Larry Stylinson Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

It's been a day since Harry kissed me. It's Saturday, so no school. He hasn't called me at all today, which he said he would. It's currently 5:03 PM, should I call him first? Or would that seem too desperate? I don't know.

I sighed and logged on to my Facebook. I had a message. I opened it, it's from an Ashleigh Harris, I don't know who that is.
The message read, "Hey, queer. Just so you know, Harry doesn't like you. He's straight. He loves ME. So if you could back off of him that'd be great. (; xx"

I rolled my eyes in disgust. Who does she think she is? I clicked on her profile picture and it was of her in those really revealing short-shorts, a crop top and a pair of sandals. "What a slut." I whispered to myself. I decided to message her back a sassy remark.

"Hey, Ashleigh, I want you to understand that the way that you're coming off makes it seem like you're jealous of me, which is okay, because, unlike you I'm not a total whore. :) Also, Harry isn't much of a one-women guy. So he's not yours, he's anyone's. Please, fuck off. You're not wanted here. Oh, and me being gay, I could steal all of your boyfriends if I wanted to. P.S. put some clothes on, you're 16."

I think I did good, I might get a lot of hate for that, but I don't care at the moment.

My phone buzzed in my hand. "Harry Styles: Hey, Tomlinson, I'm coming over. Be ready. :)" My stomach turned at that text. Harry's coming over, I have to get dressed and comb my hair. I rushed over to my closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a plain pink shirt. "Perfect." I smiled. I slipped my pajamas down and pulled on my fresh clothes. I grabbed my hair brush and styled my hair. I smiled and threw myself on my bed.

5 minutes into me reading Fanfiction my door opened. "Hey, Tomlinson." I hear Harry say, with his deep, cute, accent. "Hey, Styles." Harry plopped himself on top of me. He looked into my eyes and smiled. "How are you?" He asked. "I'm great, but who's Ashleigh Harris?" "Oh, she's just some girl, we had a thing. But that was before I knew I was gay." He smiled. I blushed. He's so cute. Like really cute. So cute it makes me want to squeeze his cheeks. That's how cute he is.