Tinder [h.s.]

x - prologue.

X – prologue.

"Oh my god," I silently whisper, while swiping to the left again. "Why are there only weird looking guys on here? They creep me out. They don't look the age they put, they look like a cheat... It's quite sad that I'm still trying to find my big love on this weird app."

I keep on swiping to the left. Why have I started this again?

Lis chuckles. "Yeah Amber, that's Tinder for you. But you might get lucky, I mean I've met Thomas through Tinder, remember? We're quite the happy couple. Although I've went through a lot of pricks to get this golden ticket." She smiles, happiness radiating off of her.

"I'm starting to think that you've found the only normal one on here Lis." I sigh. I keep swiping until I'm met with a very familiar face. "And these are the worst Lis, I mean, you just don't go about and pretend to be Harry fucking Styles." I show my screen to Lis and let her watch the pictures of Harry.

According to the tabloids Harry is at home currently, and I live in Holmes Chapel. We used to be friends, before he got all popular. We went to the same high school, I knew him quite well. We've played together through kindergarten, we've had lake fire parties, we had long late night 'talk walks'. He loved me, I loved him as a friend, and that's where we've parted our ways when he went on tour.

The mischievous smile on Lis' face tells me that she's done something stupid. "Oh no you didn't." I say, getting my phone back. When I take a look at my screen I am met with a picture of Harry, a picture of me, and a 'It's a match! Want to keep swiping?' message. I groan and let myself fall on my back on my bed. Lis grabs my phone and quickly fumbles around on in, and before I got the chance to take it back she has send him a message.

[Amber]

Hi.

"Lis, seriously, why are you doing this. It probably isn't Harry anyway."

She smiles. "Ah well, you have fun with the guy, I'm out. I'm going on a date with Thomas." And with these words Lis stands up, gathers her belongings and storms out of the room. The puppy love between those two is adorable.

My phone vibrates and I open up the Tinder app.

[Harry]

Hi Amber, long time no see.

Well, this gets interesting. He may, or may not, be actually Harry.

[Amber]

No that is correct. How is the pop star life treating you so far?

[Harry]:

It's quite well. So I see you finally took an interest in me, finally agree that we'd be cute together?

[Amber]

Sorry to crush your dreams. Lis swiped right.

[Harry]

That's a shame. What brings you to Tinder?