Rae's POV
Harry Styles -Unknown
You have got to be joking me. This is not happening right now. This cannot be Harry Styles, because that means Liam kept my number after all and gave my number to Harry, and I am beyond mad. Why would he do that?! Why would he give my number to Harry and yet not bother to text me himself?
I do hope you're joking. -Rae
I'm afraid not. -_- -Harry
Awesome. This is just great. First they dragged me up on the stage during the concert, then they dragged me backstage, then Liam freaking tweeted me, and now HARRY FREAKING STYLES is texting me. Well...there goes any chance I had for no random people staring at me at school on Monday.
How did you get my number? -Rae
I was playing on Liam's phone and I saw it, so I decided to text you. -Harry
So Liam didn't actually you give you my number? -Rae
No. Oh, don't tell him that I stole it, because he doesn't know I was on his phone. ;) -Harry
Huh. So...Liam didn't give him my number. But..Harry thinks Liam and I have talked...but we haven't...hmmm.
Oh, well you don't have to worry about that. I haven't talked to Liam since the concert. -Rae
Wait...seriously? -Harry
Uh...that is what I said Harold...-Rae
-_- Well..that's strange. Because he talks about you all the time. He's always saying things like..how he wishes he could own us like you did. Or saying something like how we shouldn't do anything that you would get mad about. Like...he's always talking about you. In a good way. And not a weird way. Like...you don't have to worry about him coming onto you, because he loves Danielle. But...yeah... -Harry
Okay...thanks for the novel Harry. That is weird though. Why would he always mention me, obviously still have my phone number..but not text me. Not even once. That is so weird.
But remember Rae. You don't care. Yeah.
I must've made an impression then. -Rae
Well..that's an understatement. ;) -Harry
For some reason I don't think he's talking about Liam anymore. Okay. I'm done with this. I don't even know why I'm still talking to him. Like, come on. It's Harry Styles. He's the flirt of the group, everyone knows. And...I don't put up with crap. I refuse to be a toy, even if it is for Harry Styles.
Well. Bye. -Rae
Wait..what? Don't go! -Harry
Why not? -Rae
I want to talk to you! -Harry
Well...I don't want to talk to you! -Rae
What? Why not? -Harry
Uh...really? Just because your Harry Styles doesn't mean I automatically want to talk to you. -Rae
Are you still mad at us for the whole concert thing? -Harry
What? No. -Rae
Then I don't get it. -Harry
Listen, I just don't want to talk to you. -Rae
But...you don't even know me. -Harry
Of course I do. You're Harry Styles...the flirt. Unless of course, you're telling me you aren't Harry Styles. Which you know, I'm not exactly sure of anyway, considering anyone could just say they're Harry Styles. -Rae
I think we both know I'm actually Harry. -Harry
Yeah, I knew. He made it pretty obvious. No one else would know that Liam had my number, or would even have guessed. Or know about the whole concert thing.
Well...whatever. -Rae
Rae, come on. I know you. You of all people know that there is more to everyone than what meets the eye. You know I'm not just Harry Styles the flirt. -Harry
No, you actually don't know me. -Rae
I don't really know why I was so mad, but I was. I knew I was being evasive and rude, but for some reason I was really irked. Yet, somehow, I couldn't stop myself from texting back continuously.
Because you won't even let me try to get to know you! Look, I'm trying Rae. -Harry
Why? - Rae
Because you're different and I want to. -Harry
Well that's a vague answer. -Rae
:P So...are you going to leave? Or will you actually talk to me? -Harry
I sighed to myself, knowing that I would probably feel guilty later if I told Harry right now that I didn't want to speak with him. It is definitely a risk letting him in, letting him know me. Somehow, SOMEONE will eventually find out. And that will bring in even more attention. And he'll probably be all flirty, because, you know, that's Harry. And...I'm afraid I'll fall for it.
But..that won't happen. I won't let it. I won't take anything he says too seriously, and I'll always be on guard.
Maybe this could work. I could talk to him, and it will be alright. I mean, it's not like I'll ever see him again. It will probably just be a few texts here and there, slowly fading out as time goes on. Yeah, I can do this.
Fine. We can TRY to be friends. -Rae
Don't seem to excited now, love. ;) Oh, I don't think I mentioned it when we were in Chicago, but you're extremely beautiful. -Harry
Oh gosh. You see what I mean? Already. I literally JUST told him I wouldn't stop talking to him, and he's already using the flirty lines. Hopefully I won't regret that.
Don't push it, Harold. -Rae
Yes ma'am. :) -Harry
**Haiii Guys! Anyhoo, hope you liked the chapter. Sorry if it was boring, I don't really know. So..let me know! If it was boring...tell me! Also...how do you guys feel about it being Harry that texted Rae? What do you think will happen next? LET ME KNOWWWWWW! =] **