00:04
27/01/16
Erinelle huffed and looked at her ceiling under her covers, frustrated that she couldn't
get to sleep.
It was just minutes after midnight and there seemed to be no notification pings yet indicating a message,
as there had been at the same hour for a few days now, typically from a certain curly headed bloke.
And quite frankly, Erinelle didn't want to hear a ping from the green eyed boy that night, as the events she witnessed earlier in school somehow pinched her heart, though she didn't understand why.
You see, Erinelle was on her way to the library where she always goes and noticed at the end of the corridor was Harry, the boy she's been having long goofy chats with for a few days, and a beautiful looking girl attached to his pink lips.
That moment was when Erinelle realised that a few days were enough
for her to catch on the itsiest and bitsiest crush on the green eyed school heartthrob.
So here she lay in her thoughts of how stupid she felt.
Until a familiar ping chirped through her room.
Harold: you awake?
Harold: erinelleeeee
Harold: yo yo yo
Harold: heeeyy I thought we had a little routine going on :(
Harold: you know, I annoy you till u reply
Harold: but u ain't replyin' girl u got me cryin'
Harold: lol I got bars ;)
Harold: these tears are for u baby and they won't end till u call me maybe ;)
Harold: hEY I JUST MET YOU AND THIS IS CRAZY
BUT HERES MY NUMBER
SO CALL ME MAYBE
Harold: damn that song was bomb af
Harold: erinelle talk to meeeeee
Harold: wait what if like this is your father reading these messages cause your asleep or grounded lmao
Harold: Sir, I promise I am in no shape or form harassing your daughter through a technical device.
Harold: Please do not forbid her from talking to me.
Harold: You have raised a beautiful girl.
Harold: I think she's extraordinary.
Harold: waiT I don't mean like weird extraordinary omg don't h8 me
Harold: I mean I think she's amazing in her own way.
Harold: But I guess if she's asleep, then goodnight sir.
Harold: x
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Minutes Of Midnight
FanfictionOnce upon a time in a little village known as Chesire, a 16 year old lad going by the name Harry had found the phone of a year 16 old little lady named Erinelle, in the library of a rather typical high school. Harry like a knight in shining armour r...
