[harry]
niall: so watcha doing?
harry: nothing, really. but hey, why haven't i seen louis around before? i mean, doesn't he come to school?
niall: yeah. but he's a rebel. he probably skipped class these past few days.
harry: but why?
niall: i don't know, man... why do you keep bringing this topic up?
harry: i don't know, i guess i'm curious.
niall: well don't be, you're wasting your time. i'm going to bed, good night.
harry: okay, good night.
i tossed my phone on my nightstand and looked at my clock. 11:35 and i still am restless. but i shouldn't be. i've never felt this way before.
groaning, i got into my bed, connecting my forehead to the pillow.
i just hope this feeling goes away...
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i'm sorry, harry. but you are in love... there's no cure.
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photography // larry
Fanfictionharry loves taking pictures, especially of louis tomlinson. i guess you can say that tattoos and piercings... interest him.