- Liam?

Nikki...Lighten up a bit!

- Thank god Nikki!

I hear shuffling around the phone and suddenly it's Harry talking.
I'm really mad. He didn't tell me he had a girlfriend and we almost kissed! Well...it's not like I've never done it before, but still!
What the hell? Why do I care so much about Harry? No, no, no, no, no, no! I can't like Harry! Come on... Why would I like him anyway?

Well...he's sexy as f*ck, he's also really funny, and I like the way I feel when I'm with him. Like nothing can happen to me. I like the way he laughs, the way his green eyes shine. I like playing with his hair.
Shit. I like Harry Styles

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Harry's voice.

- Nikki? Where the hell were you? We were so worried!
- Does it affects you? I think not.

Don't blame me, I'm still mad! He needs to understand he can't do that! Fortunately for him, it's Harry so I won't destroy him like I would have done for other guys.
I'm such a nice person sometimes.

- Nikki, please just come home. I'm sorry I should have told you, but don't get hurt.
- Ugh Harry, I'm coming home don't get your panties in a twist.

I'll just pretend the “almost-kiss” didn't happen, it's the best I can do. And ignore my supposed feelings for Harry.

- Where are you? I'm coming to get you.
- No you're not! You're not my father, are you?
- Nikki don't act like a bitch...
- What the fuck did you just say...?!
- Okay Nikki, I'm sorry. Just please let me come and bring you home.
- 17 Galileo Road.

I hang up and sigh.
I shouldn't have told him, but he seemed so worried.
What is happening to me? I have never been like that!

I am snapped out of my thoughts by the sound of a text.

From : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

I saw the tabloids. Harry Styles, seriously?

To : Justin, aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Why the hell do you care anyway?

From : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Well, because I wanna know who I'm going to see when I come!

To : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Don't come. Seriously.

From : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Wow Nikki... Relax... Do you need a back massage? ;)

To : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Ha. Ha. Really funny. Now stop being so horny and go bang one of your skanks.

From : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Did you forget you used to be one of them? I'm not forgettable so easily, am I? I mean look at this face...

To : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Whatever, I still think your eyebrows are weird.

From : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Ouch, that hurt Nikki. But don't worry, you'll see them real soon...

To : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

Nope. I'm warning you Justin. Don't come. Don't screw everything.

From : Justin aka the boy who can't put his pants normally

That's exactly what I'm planning to do.

He can't do that. I mean, he can't possibly come...
Ugh.
Let's face it. Of course he is going to come. I mean, he's Justin Bieber, he can do whatever he wants.

I'll just have to meet him and not let anyone see us, because I swear if he tells anyone, I will punch him.

Notes

YYAAAAASSS i finally updated!
i have such a writer's block it's annoying, ugh.
okay, so i was supposed to write an essay but i'm here writing a harry styles fan fiction. i really need to stop, this website is going to destroy my life haha

ANYWAY, don't forget to vote, comment, blahblahblah ( i just started singing the kesha song, what the fuck is wrong with me. )

Love you all,
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