[text] Why is there a life size cardboard cut out of Harry Styles in my bedroom?
( TEXT PROMTS! ) >> I chose Hari
The male laughs out loud upon the received the message, rubbing on his temple. Yes, this definitely demanded some reasonable explanation, though Jay didn’t really have one and the very thought makes him even more amused with the unexpected situation.
Stepping into the bar , the nearest from his apartment, the previous night, Jay didn’t expect to step on some particularly loud hen party. Ah, so many females in one place, much to his delight. Well, at least until the moment they got way too drunk. Fortunately aside from some stupid comments and accidental flashes of their underwear, nothing serious happened. Ah, yes. Where’s the cardboard cut of Harry Styles in this story? Honestly, it was one of those girls’ ideas to bring it, yet the bride-to-be wasn’t really the fan. Drunk enough, she handed Harry to the nearest guy in the bar that happened to be Jay. He frowned at the received gift, not really sure what to do with such a thing, yet the pretty bar singer quickly gave him the idea. He hoped to at least manage to somehow catch the female’s attention, yet the crowd of people surrounding the singer, wasn’t really helping. Jay wasn’t this desperate, neither patient. The mentioned gift, however, gave him some slightly crazy idea. Passing Harry to the bartender, Jay asked the man to send the cardboard cut to the female’s place with his own number attached? What for? Ah, of course to get a message.
The destiny was on his side. After all, no matter how ridiculous, he got a text from the girl. He didn’t even know her name, yet it didn’t really matter at this particular point. Jay only regretted, not being able to see the singer’s reaction upon stepping to her bedroom and meeting Harry Styles in such a wonderful , flat look.
[ ᴛxᴛ » ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ] ❝– Ah, aren’t you a fan? I must have guessed it wrong. ❞










