Butterflies (l.s)

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Hey.

Hi? Something wrong? Still upset with me from last time? Didn't mean to upset you, Lou

It's Louis and yes there is something fucking wrong

Harry froze. This definitely didn't seem like Lou. He hadn't heard him curse, ever. He was a really sheltered kid, clearly because most other seven year olds were already batshit crazy and getting corrupted by the world. Anyway, that would mean this was possibly the beautiful guy whose face flooded his page. Harry felt himself flush a bit and shook his head, swiftly replying.

Sorry mate, pls don't think badly of me?
You can scroll through our conversation, there's nothing amiss. I just got a bit worried, is all.

Yeah, I know.

Are you his dad or something?

Why the fuck would you think that?

I dunno you own the phone so I'm guessing you are???

Chill out.

You chill out first, ur aggressive :(

Ffs if this level of aggression is freaking you out, you wouldn't last five minutes in the same vacinity as me

Why? Wanna meet up? ;)

And then Harry face planted right into his bed because that had to be the most unsubtle way he'd ever said "I wanna suck your dick" ever. Louis arched a brow, electing to ignore the winky face. This guy was fucking weird.

Haha. Anyway. Stop replying to him.

Why would I do that? If he reached out to a random stranger, maybe you should consider that he's lonely? And I'm certainly not gonna make him feel bad by abandoning him if he ever gets hold of your phone again

Why do you even care?

It's basic decency. He's a child and he's obviously got some things he needs help with. He told me talking about his parents makes him sad. That worries me, sir

It's Louis. And I'm not his fucking parent.

Then what are you to him? Brother? Uncle?

That's none of your business, Styles. Nice fake name by the way.

If my name is fake then so are your eyes.

What if they are fake?

Somehow I just don't think so :)

Right. Well. Stop talking to him.

Are you taking care of the little lad? And where are his parents, really?

It's none of your business!

See this makes me not trust you even more! I could call the police, you know. On you. Tell em smth is going on

You are not calling the police, Harry.

You don't know me. I could. And you'd never find me.

I can find out where you live if I really wanted to. Don't fuck with me.

Don't fuck with me, either. Unless you can assure me that Lou is safe with you, I'm not gonna let this continue

I'm Lou. I'm him. Okay?

Umm...
What?