harry: loueeeeeeee
louis: yeah love
harry: 3 days left
louis: I know
harry: how about
louis: yea?
harry: you describe to me what you look like
louis: how about you guess and then I'll describe
harry: yay didn't think you'd agree what
harry: so I think
harry: you have brown hair and brown eyes and that you're quite my height
louis: harry harry harry
louis: poor little harry
harry: what
louis: did you just describe the man of your dreams
harry: no, I like guys with blue eyes
louis:
harry: where'd you go
louis: I have blue eyes
harry: win for me
louis: shut up
louis: brown hair, blue eyes.... and quite your height
louis: okay not quite but almost there?
harry: I'm feeling sick
louis: harry you tried that twice this week
harry: third times a charm?
louis: no
harry: damn okay
harry: where are we meeting Saturday
louis: I'll tell you Saturday morning
harry: okay
louis: might pick you up
harry: now I'm nervous
harry: are you a kidnapper
louis: no
louis: but I do have feelings for you
