Yet another week has passed. -Another week without a reply from Harry...

It was probably just a one-time thing. And I'm okay with that. I mean, it's the world touring Harry Styles not to forget.

I've told Leslie about the reply like a hundred times. And I might have shown her the message twice as much. But I don't care, she'll deal.

Me: Yo Les

Me: u gonna come over today?

Me: or nah?

Me: tell me so I know if i need to buy us food

Me: or nah?

Me: Leslieeeee

Me: hoe

Me: answerrrrr

Me: ok I'm at the store anyway

Me: wot ya like?

Me: popcorn or chips?

Me: candy or chocolate?

Me: ??????

Me: biscuits or cake?

Me: booze or just coke?

Me: Ugh fuck it

Me: i'm getting all

Me: and ur paying half

I pay and make my way home. Once inside, I check my phone.

Leslie: Geezz bitch

Leslie: calm yo tits down

Leslie: just get it all

Leslie: I'm on my way

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I open the door for Leslie and have her come inside. I hand her half of the food and grab the rest myself. We go upstairs to my room and I start Netflix. This is pretty much all we do when we're hanging out.

"So has that One Direction boy answered yet?" Leslie asks.

"Harry Styles," I correct her rolling my eyes. "And no.." I sigh and hug the pillow tighter to my body. "Do you want to see his message again, though? It's so cool, look!"

I unlock my phone and slide closer to Leslie.

"Nooo!" she whines. "You've shown me over fifty times already"

I don't answer and open Twitter. I'm going to show her anyway. I click on the conversation.

Harry Styles.: Much worse than my jokes!

Harry Styles.: My jokes are amazing

"Oh my God!" I scream.

He's answered.

He has bloody answered me again!

"Les! Look look look! He's answered again!"

Leslie steadies my arm and reads the message out loud. After that, she just smiles at me.

I make a double flip on my bed before I sit back down. My hands are shaking.

"Go on!" she shouts. "Write him back!"

"No," I shake my head sternly. "He's not waiting for yet another response from me. I'm probably bothering him. He's just being nice"

"Oh, that's bullshit! Then why would he answer you a second time?"

"I just told you. He's just being nice. He's a Harry freaking Styles. Not some guy from school! I can't do this,"

"God, I don't understand you!" Leslie sighs. "Harry Styles replied to you. Twice! His messages are making you the happiest I've ever seen, yet you don't want to reply to him?"

I bite the inside of my cheek. I think Leslie is right. I'm just scared... I don't want to ruin this or annoy him. But most of all, I don't want to be rejected or lose this special thing I have...

A/N: What do you think? Should she leave Harry alone? Or should she reply to him?