Infinite Love

Juliet was a normal teenage girl who loved One Direction. After bumping into Harry Styles at a local mall, Juliet is worried that the superstar won't remember her when she and her friends later attend a concert. When finally they find each other over Twitter, their lives turn around. Harry and Juliet face a lot of different conflicts. This FanFiction is action-packed and switches POVs between Harry and Juliet. Tip: expect the unexpected. Sequel: Me, My Love, and Harry Styles. Enjoy! Xx
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4. Chapter 4

"Juliet, you look a little down today." Jordan noticed. "No, I'm fine." I told her. "Juliet, we're practically sisters, you can tell me anything." "Yes I know, I have nothing to tell you because I'm fine." I confronted her. Jasmine screamed. "GUYS! HARRY STYLES JUST DIRECT MESSAGED OUR GROUP TWITTER!" Jasmine yelled. She came out of Jiana's room crying. "What!?" I asked. "He said: 'Hi girls, I desperately need to speak with Juliet. It's urgent." Jasmine quoted Harry Styles. The girls stare at me. "Well, when was it sent?" I asked. "Five minutes ago." Jasmine told me. "You're going to talk to him right?" The four girls ask me. "Okay, I'll talk to him." I confirmed. I grabbed my iPod, walked to my room, and shut and locked the door. I sat on my bed, and took a deep breath. I slowly exhaled and pulled up twitter on my iPod. It read: "@harry_styles direct message." I sat there and played in my mind what I thought was going to happen if I answered him. I finally found the courage and answered him with: "Harry?" "Juliet! I have been scowling twitter looking for you. I'm sorry for running of when we met, security was looking for me." "It's okay Harry, we're talking now so it's okay." "Juliet, Louis, Niall, and I are in a fight. Zayn and Liam are fixing their girlfriend problems. I had no one else to talk to but you." Harry told me. "Harry, can I ask you something?" I asked him ignoring that I was the only person left he could talk to. "Anything." "Do you like me? I told myself you didn't because you're a superstar and I'm just a small town girl still attending school." I tweeted him. "Juliet, my feelings for you-." "Harry?" I asked. No answer. I sat there in my bed for a while waiting for a response. I grew impatient and tweeted him again. "Harry?" Still no answer. I got up from my bed and opened the door. The girls all ran to my door squealing. They asked me what had happened. I told them nothing. I deleted the direct messages from Harry. No proof that we talked. I knew he didn't have feelings for me. I was just creating another fake reality. I've been doing this since I was thirteen. Superstars are superstars. Nothing more. I wish I had known that before. The girls frowned and asked if it was one of those direct-messages-from-a-hacker. I nodded in agreement. This information will stay with me and only me. Time to move on.
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