LIZZIE'S POV
I closed the door behind me and glanced at the stairs. It was clear. I darted up them as fast as I could. I shut the door in one swift movement. I took my beanie and my shoes off. I never did open my bags from Journey's or Topshop. I bent down and picked them up, where they were laying on my floor. I sat on my bed and turned my bedside lamp on. I opened my bag from Topshop and got my earrings and scarf out. Then I opened my bag from Journey's and got my Vans out. I looked at the receipt in the bag. It looked like someone had wrote something on it. And sure enough it did. I squinted my eyes so I could read it. The writing was really small. "Call me. 232-112-1182- Tyler. ;)" I looked at it again and wondered what it meant. Oh, now I remember. The guy that was checking me out at Journey's name was Tyler. Or that's what his name tag said. Oh well. I didn't throw the receipt away, I simply put it in my underwear droor. No one would ever look in there. I stripped out of my clothes from the long day and put on my Victoria's Secret pajamas. My mum got it for me last Christmas. She's all about the girly stuff. But it is quite comfortable, if I had to admit. It was little neon green shorts that said "I <3 Pink" on the bum. And a black tanktop to match. I put my hair up in a bun and looked around my room. Where was my dang phone? Oh yeah, I left it in my pants. I dug through the hamper and got it out. I walked over to my bed and plopped down on it. I checked my Twitter. I had like 100 new followers. What the heck? Then I looked through my mentions and saw a picture of me and Harry together. It was when we went to the skate park. It read "Harry Styles has a new girl? Secret lover??" Oh my god. This is weird. A lot of people had tweeted me. One read "Stay away from Harry Styles." My face got hot. That's exactly what Amanda had said to me. I looked at the username "AmandaStyles204". There was a picture of Amanda in a skimpy bikini as the profile picture.
Another tweet from her popped up "I warned you. Back off now. Or else." Okay, now I was kinda freaked out. Tomorrow was Sunday, so I didn't have to see her tomorrow. But still. What would she do to me when she saw me? I shuddered just thinking about it. I looked at my timeline. The last thing I had tweeted was about the concert. Huh. It was that long ago. Usually I was really good at updating. Now I had like 1,000 followers. This was getting weird. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to wait and see what happens. I wonder if Harry's gonna tell anyone we're dating. Like in an interview, or say it on twitter. I guess time will tell. I walked to the bathroom and washed my face and brushed my teeth. I lay down in my bed, getting comfortable. I shut off my lamp. Right when I was about to drift off to sleep, I heard a tapping at my window. Tap tap. It kept going for a while. What the heck? Oh no. I hope it wasn't Amanda..I got up and grabbed my boot. Maybe I could throw this at her. I inched closer to the window. To find...
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You're Mine, Harry Styles.
Teen FictionI would have never have guessed I would meet Harry Styles. When I did, I knew there was something special.