Imagine...
Harry found this Witty Profiles account.
The boys and I were still on tour. I didn't use this Witty
account very much anymore, just to talk to a few fans who found
out it was really me. Otherwise, I would just go back and read
the old quotes and reminisce over the old days, and smile because
my wildest dream had come true. Harry and I had been out for most
of the day with the other boys, sight seeing, shopping and just
enjoying their time off. Once we got back to our hotel rooms, I
put my stuff down and turned to Harry as I said, "I'm
gonna take a shower." He kissed my forhead and said,
"Take your time, sweetheart." As I went into the
bathroom, Harry grabbed my computer and opened it, he knew I
wouldn't mind if he used it. The background was a silly
selfie of us making weird faces. He easily typed in the password,
knowing it by heart, then he proceeded to open Google Chrome so
he could check his email. I had Google Chrome set to
automatically open to the last viewed page, which happened to be
this Witty account. He looked at it, a bit confused, read my bio,
then proceeded to read the quotes. He read the imagines, the
rants, the list of our similarities, and the random thoughts. He
was on page 8 of 15 when I came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a
towel, water dripping from my hair. I walked over beside him, to
look over his shoulder, then I said, "Oh my gosh..." He
looked up at me, I blushed and asked, "How'd you find
this?" He simply said, "I opened Chrome and it was just
there." I grimmaced slightly, "You didn't read it,
did you...." then I looked at the page numbers, "...Oh,
you did." He reached out and wrapped one hand around my
waist, pulling me down until I was sitting on the edge of the bed
next to him, "You're an amazing writer, I can't
believe you came up with all these different scenarios. Even more
amazingly, you've talked about us as if you really did know
us. Everything written in here is exactly like we would say or do
it." He kissed my cheek then said, "I love that you had
this imagination, this perfect world, but most of all I'm
glad it came true for you." I turned to face him, looking
into his green eyes, I gently kissed him, then I closed my eyes
and rested my forehead against his as I whispered, "I love
you. Thank you for making my wildest dream come true." He
quietly whispered back, "Thank you for making me happy, I
love you more."