Online love

(Anyone under 14... dont read this :P ) Daisy is 15 and she finally gets her own computer for her 15th birthday. She finds a website and starts talking with a bunch of people. But there is one who stands out.

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Daisy's POV

I opened the box quickly pulling out my brand new blue laptop. I hugged it for a second and then laid it down on my bed. I looked at it for a moment in silence and squealed. It was already set up for me so I didn't have to do anything with it. I turned it on and squealed again as it welcomed me. I immediately  turned on the internet and decided to make a twitter account. I typed in all of my information and pressed next. It wanted a picture of me. I took a quick simple one on the webcam and uploaded it. It wasn't a very good picture it was just me, my natural hair, no make up and crappy clothes. I started searching for people and followed a few hot guys. Some of them followed back instantly, so I started a conversation with them. After talking to about 5 boys I made myself a facebook account. I put up the same picture I did on twitter and quickly added my friends. I went back on twitter and noticed a really cute boy followed me. I looked at the people I followed and realised I wasn't following him. I quickly followed him back and seconds later got a private message. I opened the message and it said 'Heyy :) xx' I immediately wrote back with almost an identical response. I was hoping he wasn't  jerk like the other 5 boys that I talked to.

Hours later I was still talking to him until I realised how late it was. He was currently living in America and I was in England. It was 2 o'clock, I was hesitating whether I should tell him I need to go or not. I thought about it for a moment and realised I had school the next day. I started typing 'Sorry, I have to go to bed its late and I need to wake up early tomorrow xx' and tapped enter. I waited for him to reply. Once he did, he sent 'Oh :( what's your number? xxx' out of the blues, I read the message over and over thinking whether I should or not. I gave in and typed my number to him. I soon got a text and a message from him. I closed down everything on my laptop and turned it off. I grabbed my phone and started texting back 'Sorry, I really have to go to bed, I'll speak to you in the morning xxx' I slipped under the duvet and put my phone next to me on the pillow staring at it waiting for a reply. Once he finally replied I threw my hands at the pillow where my phone was and quickly read it. 'Ok :( sweet dreams xxxx'. I closed my phone and put it under my pillow. I rolled over so I was laying on my stomach with my hands under the pillow. I didn't realised I was smiling until I closed my eyes. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I had no idea what he looked like. There was 5 boys in his picture, they were all hot but I didn't know who was who. I was never able to lay down and sleep. When I go to bed it's like I have ADD. I cant concentrate on one thing. I would think of one thing which would lead to another. It usually takes me half an hour to fall asleep. But today all I could think about was the boy I have been talking to.

I wake up earlier than I should, it was still dark outside but I couldn't sleep. It was 4:30 and I couldn't fall back asleep. That boy, still on my mind. I pulled my laptop onto the bed and turned it on. I went on twitter to see what his name was. Harry. Then I noticed the amount of followers he had was shocking. I looked at his tweets. I was really confused after reading only 10 of them. Was there something he didn't tell me? I was still looking through his tweets when I decided to text him. 'Hey xxx' I pressed send quickly. I didn't even read one whole tweet before he replied. 'Hey, you're up early xxx' I chucked forgetting completely about his tweets. I shut my laptop off and put it on the floor next to the bed. He sent me a photo of himself and I sent him a photo of me. I felt like I have seen him before. But I had no idea where. We were texting until I had to get up and get ready. There was something about him. I didn't know what. Something that made me feel different about him than any other boy. I didn't know what it was.

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