I open twitter and click on Harry's profile. I click the DM button and cover my mouth with one hand.

Me: Hii Harry

I bite the inside of my cheek as I think of what to say to him next. I can't just leave it at this. I need to impress him!

Me: how does a ghost call a library?

Me: well....?

Me: the booOOooOo-k-store

Me: HAHAHAHAH

I'm so weird, I'm sorry.

I put my phone away and make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I'm hungry as hell. As I spread some peanut butter on a piece of toast, I begin to rethink my message. It's a bit weird to send the one and only Harry Styles such a bad joke, isn't it?

I grab my food and make my way back to my room.

Me: tht was a terrible joke

I add.

Me: im sorry...

Harry's probably never going to read my message anyway. Let alone answer me.

But it's still cool he followed me.

I sigh and open Netflix. I'm not planning to get out of bed today.

A/N: It'll still get better aha x