Louis: excuse me
Harry: lou, are you gay ?
Louis: uh
Louis: i mean
Louis: i dont think so, no
Harry: but
Harry: youve just acted really like
Harry: i dont even know but
Louis: i mean i find you attractive and your curls just makes me overwhelmed and like i think about what youre doing and how youre holding up a lot
Louis: and im really excited to meet you and talk to you in private without the other boys
Louis: and i think about you a lot
Louis: oh shoot i already said that hah
Harry: louis
Harry: you're gay, darling
Louis: only for you then, i guess
Louis: shit
Louis: fucking shit shit shit shit
Louis: management's going to kill me
Louis: fucccccccck
Harry: louis relax im not saying anything to anyone
Louis: you better swear on that
Harry: why would i ? can be our little secret :)
Louis: thank god harry why are you so nice
Harry: i think i got it from my mum i dont know
Louis: but, our secret, yes ?
Harry: of course x
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From Fame To Blame ∞ l.s
FanfictionThey chat like teenagers and things get spicy. The grammar is absolutely horrible, but I'm too lazy to edit it.
