Iris P.O.V.

Iris P.O.V.
I woke up by hearing a little sound coming from my phone. Text message. Thanks. Ann already woke up. I searched for my phone and found it in the pocket of the jeans I wore yesterday. My thoughts were spinning through my head. Who from did I get this text message? Above the screen, the message-icon was waiting for me to be opened. I unlocked my phone and touched the icon. In shock, I stared at the screen. HarryStyles, the icon said. I started reading and stopped breathing. Then I found back my voice and screamed. A scream full of happiness. This was unbelievable. I wanted to stop screaming, but I couldn’t. I felt shamed, what would Harry think if he saw me like this? Why was I fallen in love with a boy who was flirting with everybody and didn’t care about me screaming?
I sent him a message back: Hi, no you woke me up. Not bad, I was happy with your message, also can’t wait. What’re you doing today? Hope to see you earlier too! X Iris. I closed my eyes and opened them a few seconds later. I was still in the same room, with the same phone and the same message on it. A message from Harry Styles.