I pulled out the slim pieces of paper and looked at them with wide eyes. He freaking sent me front row tickets. I could feel my heart beating hard and I literally squeeled for a second. "Holy s.hit." I whispered.
Text Message: Preston Richards
harry......
Text Message: Preston Richards
I
Text Message: Preson Richards
LOVE
Text Message: Preston Richards
YOU
Text Message: Preston Richards
omfg.. you didn't have to do that though for real
Text Message: harry
I'm getting mixed signals here?
Text Message: Preston Richards
sorry I'm so happy omg thank you so much I'm literally screaming I'm so excited
I took a picture of myself smiling really big with the tickets beside my face. I made sure it was good enough before I sent it to him.
Text Message: harry
wow.. you're beautiful.
Oh my god, I forgot he hadn't seen what I looked like yet. I had no pictures of myself on my tumblr. Jesus Christ. Butterflies swarmed my belly as I read his text.
Text Message: harry
I'm so glad you're happy. I can't wait to see you .xx
Text Message: Preston Richards
thanks :)) and I can't wait to see you too omg I'm jumping up and down right now I cannot breathe
I made my way into my room again and opened up my laptop, clicking the power button.
Text Message: Preston Richards
YOU ARE READING
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FanfictionPreston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza