I had a long ass day today. Harry styles talked to me, that's all i need to say.
I always come home too a free place since my parents are always busy working. My house is hella hu--*Ring Ring*
"Main bitch one the phone who am i speaking too"
"Oh hey main bitch it's harry, harry styles"
Hold the fuckkk up, harry styles just called me. He called me. Not me calling him. He . Called . Me . I'm physically dying. Breath in, breath out, Let me keep my cool init.
" what do you want styles" i asked quite harshly
"Remember i was going to ask you a question but i got cut off my that bitch looking like teacher? Well yeah i jusy wanted to ask would you like to go out Tomorrow Night?"
"Hmm let me check my schedule"
Damn i was being harsh, but i can never go soft.
"Well i guess i can squeeze you in tomorrow night"
"I'll pick you up 8pm, bye babes"
I could tell he was smiling, oh god he's perfect.
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Quite short, i know, i know. I'll continue this series next week, but for now let's stick with the imagines. 😍😪.
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