After I got that text from Harry I guess you could say I started freaking out.
I mean he said he 'might' come visit me and I know for a fact that he 'will' come visit me.
And I'm home alone.
And if Harry comes over I'll be home alone.
With him.
Oh god I should've just stayed at school.
At least I would be in a public place with him rather than alone in my house.
I tryed calling my mom asking when she would be home but she wouldn't pick up the phone.
Ughh.
I started yawning so I thought I would take a quick nap.
*1-2 Hours later*
I woke up to my alarm clock buzzing.
I hit the snooze button to shut it up and have a few more minutes of sleep.
That's when I heard a voice speak up.
"You should get up love, We have a project to do. Remember?"
As soon as I heard that voice I jolted up in my bed and looked around the dark room for the voice when my eyes landed on a figure sitting on my beanbag chair in the corner.
I started flipping out on the inside.
I knew that voice.
It belonged to Harry.
What the heck was he doing in my house!?
More importantly what was he doing in my BEDROOM?!
I got up from my bed and literally ran to the light switch and turned it on.
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Damaged (Harry Styles)
FanfictionBridget wasn't like your average teenager that likes to party. She likes school and hates to party, always gets her work done and doesn't do anything bad or illegal. Harry was basically the opposite. He was attending every party, ditches school a...