(Midnight)
Louis: Hey...
Harry: How are you feeling?
Louis: Shitty... I had the worst hangover when I woke up, and I had to go on the morning run. It killed. I thew up halfway through it, so I got sent home :/
Harry: Maybe you shouldn't drink so much, especially if you've got plans in the morning.
Louis: You're right... I also would like to apologize for how I was acting. I was being utterly stupid.
Harry: It's fine, I'm just glad you're okay now.
Louis: Yeah...
Harry: Louis?
Louis: Hmm?
Harry: Why... Why'd you ask if I was gay?
Louis: Oh, I don't know Harry. I was smashed out of my mind.
Harry: Alright, also. Who's Li?
Louis: Li...?
Louis: Oh! Liam. Remember? He's my football mate.
Harry: Oh, right!
Louis: Ha, yeah. He can control himself with alcohol better than I can. So, he was just fine during the run. Lucky bastard he is.
Harry: Haha, so... When am I ever going to be able to see a picture of you?
Louis: Never, I'm too ugly.
Harry: I doubt it.
Louis: You first.
Harry: K fine, I've got no shame.
Harry: *Image Attached* (A/N Picture at the top is the one he send Louis)
Louis: Holy hell...
Harry: ...What..?
Louis: You're fucking stunning.
Louis: Is that really you?
Louis: No fuvking way.
Louis: asdffhjjklincald
Harry: Yes, that is really me :D
Louis: Your fuckinggg eyes omfgg, YOU HAVE A TATTOO???????????????????
Harry: I have quiet a few tattoos actually xD
Louis: Jesus Harry...
Harry: Fuuckk, my phones about to die. I gotta go. I'm still expecting a picture of you though. Goodnight Lou(:
Louis: Goodnight, Hazza(:
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Midnight Memories (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionIt all started with a text at midnight.
