Lexi POV
"Mom?" I called. "Mom, are you back?"
Still, nothing.
Sighing, I decided I would have to get off my butt and see.
Me: brb. Heard a noise. Gotta go all super spy on whatever mother trucker thought they could sneak in on me (lol it's my sister probably ahaha)
I tossed my phone onto my bed and headed towards the sound.
"Rosalie Grace Barnes, I swear to God if you think you can scare me, you've got another think coming, bitch!"
My sister and I joke around a lot. I didn't think much of it.
I pushed open the door to the kitchen. Empty.
"Rose-"
Harry POV
Me: k. Don't die.
Twenty minutes later...
Me: bitch did you ditch meh
Me: no seriously stopppp
Me: what did I dooo???
Me: Lexi???
Me: wait... DID you die???
Me: lexilexilexi
Me: where are youuuuu
Me: I'm coming to save you! (Good thing I kept your address so I could stalk you from when I mailed you 1D tix)
I might've seemed jokey in my texts, but I was honestly worried for my Lexi. My Lexi.
Was she my Lexi?
It doesn't matter. I'm her Harry, most definitely. I'm coming, Lexi.
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Texting Styles / hs
Fanfiction"You're Harry Styles." "Hahaha no. I'm Alfie." °°° Lexi Barnes is sixteen, and if you could sum her up in one word, it would be "normal." Harry Styles is eighteen, and everyone thinks he's a womanizer. One text message will change all of that. ‼️WA...
