(Warning: self harming)
Harry: hi bubba 😇
Mine👻: hey
Harry: what happened? Are u mad at me?
Mine👻: no
Harry: baby?
Mine👻: yes harry?
Harry: whats wrong?
Mine👻: nick
Harry: as in Grimshaw?
Mine👻: yes as in Grimshaw
Mine👻: as in your boyfriend
Harry: he isn't my bf boo
Harry: who told you that?
Mine👻: your bf himself
Harry: he's lying
Mine👻: and your are not?
Harry: no
Harry: i don't even like him🤢
Mine👻: how do I know that?
Harry: because im havin a convo at so late at night with you not him. I like you not him. I wanna take you on a date not him. I want you to be my bf not him. I wanna kiss you so bad not him.
Harry: but here you are. Not letting me know your name. Not letting me know who you are. Not letting me see you. But still act all angry and jealous of some guy like my bf without even giving me a chance to be your fucking boyfriend!
Harry: talk to me when you get your shit together! Until then FUCK YOU!
Mine👻: harry?
Mine👻: im so sorry
Mine👻: haz please im sorry
Mine👻: come back
Mine👻: please
Mine👻: haz please come back before I do something I'll regret
Mine👻: fine
(Boo let the phone slip out of his hand. He was stressed and getting the urge to cut. Harry makes him happy and distracts him from the urge. But now he's mad at his boo.
Boo got up of the bed and walked in the bathroom locking himself in. After a while he came out with bandage wrapped around his wrist.
He layed on the bed and texted harry before crying himself to sleep.)
Mine👻: i really am sorry harry
Mine👻: i was mad because I was hurt
Mine👻: because I love you.
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Wrong Number... Actually Not!
FanfictionA pretty quick story of a boy who found his crush's number and decided to risk it and text the boy of his dreams. But what happens when Harry receives a text from an unknown number? Would it turn out to be a wrong number? Or the right-est one? WAR...
