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the beach was really really fun

the ocean was sooooooo cold though

niall, liam, and zayn refused to go in so me and louis went alone and let me tell you when i say i almost had a heart attack

shirtless louis kills me

like i'm suprised i didn't drop dead right then and there

breath? nonexistent

heart? exploding

hotel? trivago

oops

i got distracted

what was i talking about?

right right the beach

so after me and lou froze our butts off (don't get me started on his) we all went to some nearby restaurant to get something to eat

when we got home louis stayed at my house and we watched movies n cuddled cause he said that he was still cold from the ocean even though we'd left a few hours ago

the poor boy was still shivering although it stopped almost immediately after we started cuddling

he's such a weirdo

my weirdo

wait no not my weirdo

that's weird

agh now the word weird sounds weird

no what

wait louis wants to write in here

get your own notebooks jeez

why are you so obsessed with writing in mine

ugh fine

hey bitches it's louis

harry says no cursing

fuck you harry

he's pouting in the corner now

stop acting like a child

god where does he get this attitude from

not me that's for sure

hahahahaahahah

okay i'm gonna go watch another movie with my dear baby hazza here so byeeeeeee

until next time losers

wait why can't i call them losers harry

fine apparently i have to "treat people with kindness" or whatever

stupid harold and his stupid niceness shit

sorry sorry i won't curse again i promise

fucking shitwhore bitch in the fucking asss

my promises mean nothinggggggg

muah hahahahaahaha

love ya curly

oh shit he's coming back wish me luck

oh lord have mercy why am i friends with him

alright he's getting impatient now

see ya

-curly (why louis insists on calling me that idk)

not me forgetting to post this chapter lol sorry bitches hope y'all enjoyed it i tried to make it as long as possible :))) byeeeeeeeeeeeeee

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