She | h.s

twenty-eight

iMessage now
harry best music taste (aka liar)
good morning darling

My phone lights up on my countertop as I brush my teeth half-awake as I get ready to start my day and head to school. His text makes my brows shoot up and cheeks blush, and yet a wave of confuses passes me.

harry best music taste (aka liar)

good morning darling

....good morning?
though it's 12:14 pm there ?

ouch, no good afternoon harry thank you for being the sweetest and remembering that this is the time i usually get up to get ready for school?

I grin like an idiot at his message, my mind and body waking up fully at his playfulness.

good afternoon harry thank you for being the sweetest and remembering that this is the time i usually get up to get ready for school.

happy now?

you're no fun...

also.....
darling?

get used to it
i'm your boyfriend now remember :]

fake
boyfriend

I correct him, though my mind screams at me as I close my eyes and imagine this all being real. Let yourself have this, Daisy. It doesn't hurt to dream.

liam doesn't know thaaaaaaaat

okay, you're having
too much fun with this.

:(

STOP
you know exactly what you're doing with your sad faces

:P of course i do
why do you think i do them

you're impossible
i cant believe you

you do know that you don't have to pretend while we text, he's not going to see them unless we post
about it online

yeah yeah yeah i know
but again
we gotta get used to it
cant act all weird when we
do this stuff online

fair enough i guess

liiiiiighten uuuuppp
you just woke up
you can't go to school all pissy
i'd be a shit boyfriend if you did

fake boyfriend

daisy

just let me enjoy this
now go get ready for school
i gotta go to lunch

okay
fine
whatever
hope you don't choke on anything!!!

you're so weird

and you love it
:P

I set my phone down, my cheeks burning as I try not to squeal like an idiot at out conversation. I take a deep breath, tying my hair into a low ponytail and continuing my routine.