Matt was just an ordinary high school boy, until one day he hears a quiet ringing. Picking up the phone in the bush, brushing his long chocolate hair out of his bluey green eyes, he flips the phone open answering it "...hello"
"Harry!" The voice on the other end of the phone sighed. "Where have yo... W-wait! Who is this? What have you done to ha-"
"I haven't done anything to 'harry' i just heard this phone ringing" i interjected trying to get the person to listen to me. "I picked it up so i could find the owner of this phone or someone who would give it to them for me. I'm Matt. Are you a friend of the owner of this phone?"
"Y-yes." The soothingly sweet voice stuttered back to me then murmuring "shit he must have dropped his phone. Were are you? Can i meet you to get my friends phone off you?"
"Yes." I replied feeling like i know the person on the other end, but i can't i don't know any Harry's. "Im at Glendale park. I'll wait for you to get here i'm in no hurry to go anywhere"
"Great!" The voice replied. Making me frustrated from not knowing this mans voice. "I should be there in around 10 minutes. I'm Louis. Louis Tomlinson."...
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This is the first story i've ever written so it may be a bit rubbish and I'm going to warn anyone who decides to read this i have terrible language so this could involve a lot of swearing if i can't control myself. I'm going to try complete this and not make it rubbish though.
