Louis: Halp Mah!
Harry: With your spelling?
Louis: no.
Harry: Well? With what than?
Louis: What was that song called we listened to yesterday?
Harry: Baby, we were in the car for 2 hours. We listened to about 200 different songs.
Louis: I know but the one that Niall was singing?
Harry: Still not helping, sweetie. Niall doesn't stop singing, especially when he's drunk.
Louis: Ugh, for fuck sake. It's like 'ride my pony' or something? It's stuck in my head and I want it out.
Harry: Ginuwine - Pony.
Louis: Yaaaassss!
Harry: If you're horny, let's do it. Ride it, my pony.
Louis: My saddles waiting come and jump on it.
Louis: If you're horny let's do it RIDE JT MY PONY.
Harry: My saddles waiting, come and jump on it.
Louis: The music is bæ
Harry: I'm bæ
Louis: Hotdogs are bæ
Harry: Gross.
Louis: You're gross.
Harry: Take that back!
Louis: Never!
Harry: Fine. I'll remember that when you're begging me to eat your ass. 'Ew, you're gross'
Louis: evil.
Harry: Bitch.
Harry: I'm sorry, that was mean.
Louis: Hahaha! You're such a rose petal!
Harry: What? Pretty?
Louis: delicate, but yes, you're gorgeous.
Harry: I forgive you
Louis: good!
Harry: Yeah, can you come over soon?
Louis: Why? You wanna ride my pony?
Harry: I wanna ride your horse ;)
Louis: .... You can't say that to a guy. Jesus, Harry!
Harry: If you're horny, let's do it. Ride it, my horsey!
Louis: In the car. Be there soon.
Harry: Drive safe x
