I can't believe Emma! Why would she text something like that? I'm afraid to text him back now. She basically ruined my chance with Jack. I'll just apologize and explain and maybe he'll give me a chance.

: Jack, I'm so sorry that message wasn't meant for you, well it actually wasn't meant for anyone. And if you never wanna text me again I understand.

I locked my phone and walked into my bathroom to take a shower. I hooked my phone up to my iHome and put One Direction's new album FOUR on shuffle.

"Watching you get dressed messes with my head".... Change your ticket started playing as I got undressed.

I step into my shower and my mind drifts off into a day dream. The thoughts of Harry Styles hands wondering and exploring my body turns me on.

I bring my hands up to my breasts and squeeze them lightly getting a sudden arousal causing my lower region to tingle. I've only done this a few times before so this is all new to me. I slide one hand lower and start playing with my clit. I moan Harry's name softly. My other hand reached for the shower head. I've always wanted to try this.

I take the shower head and lay down in the bath tub. I slowly bring the shower head to my center, the warm jet of the water has me moaning in seconds. The power of the shower head against my clit makes the pit of my stomach tighten. I've only felt this feeling once before and I knew what was coming next. I let out a loud moan "Harry..." I moan one last time as I reach my climax.

After my shower I put some spandex on and a tank top then jump into bed. It's around 9:00pm, even though it's summer I'm still a little sleepy. I notice I have a message from Jack and open my phone while laying down.

: I thought i was daddy, now you're calling me Jack?

Wait I'm really confused now. Is this Jack or not? Im a little afraid to respond. What if its some fifty year old perv. Oh my God it was a five not a three. Do I answer? What if it is Jack and he's just teasing me? My curiosity gets the best of me and I can't help but text back.

: Who is this?

Not Jack.

I lock my phone and turn over. That's it I'm blocking this number. Before I can block another message comes in.

Rion May Bellows. Pretty name. Xx.

My eyes widen and my breath hitches. How? How does he know my name... My full name? I'm officially scared but If he already knows my full name what else could he possibly know.

: how do you know my name..

Simple. Just do a little research. You have long brown Hair, brown eyes, and according to your Twitter and Tumblr you seem to be a pretty big one direction fan.

I'm being stalked! I've had enough of this. I turn my phone off and try to fall asleep. I'm never texting that number again.