One Shot #149

#imagine

*refresh.

‘@ Harry_Styles ; hey guys, how are you all?’

‘Oh. My. God. Yay!’ you scream.

‘@ [your twittername.] : Hey @ Harry_Styles .. I’m ill, though I’d feel better with a reply? X.’

You look around in your tweets, loads of spam, some weird conversations, well he’s never notice you.

‘1 new interaction.’

‘if it’s someone I know, I kill that person..’ you mumble.

‘@ Harry_Styles ; @ [your twittername.]  oh, get better soon! Someone’s taking care you? ;)’

You smile, trying not to scream, though it wouldn’t make any noise, your throat is very painful.

You reply ; Not really, home alone, feeling better now, you replied.’

You get all kinds of congrats in your interactions and mentions and he followed you as well.

Your luck is only just begun, another reply..

‘See you live in Cheshire.. DM me your address, maybe i’ll come along ;)’

You put a hand for your mouth, searching the first friend you see at twitter and start yelling.

You DM him your address, and not even 15 minutes later, he’s at your door.

‘Hey.. ‘ you say as you see him standing there, you’re a bit ashamed because you stand there, in your PJ’s with a blanket around you.

‘Hey babe.’ He smiles the famous smile and makes you melt.

‘Wanna come in?’ you chuckle.

‘yeah, would love to, how can everybody leave you alone while you’re sick? Not normal.. someone needs to take care of this beautiful girl.’

You blush a bit and ask him if he wants a drink or something.

‘No worry, I’ll get it myself, lay down you.. you’re ill.’ He walks over to the kitchen, as you told him where it all was.

‘So, that’s that.’ he settles down in one of the chairs besides you.

‘You’d like to watch something? A movie? just TV?’ you ask.

‘Mmh, no thanks..’ he comes closer and sits down behind you, massaging your neck.

‘They say it helps.’ He chuckles.

You enjoy his company, not only because he’s the famous Harry Styles, also because he’s just a kind and sweet boy, which you’ll fall in love with even though he wasn’t in One Direction.

‘I feel a lot better now..’ you say, smiling.

‘That’s great.’ He strokes his hands on your arms, making you shiver.

His hands crawl around your waist, he has a cheeky smile on his face and you try to face him.

‘You’re so cheeky, Styles..’ you laugh.

‘I know.. but I don’t do this to all the girls.. only to girls I like.’ He kisses your cheek and you lay at your couch for hours, until he got to leave, but he leaves his number.. it’s only the start from now. ^.^