"I bet you can't jump farther than I can!" Harry cried, hopping back and forth.
Louis scoffed. "Of course I can." He leaped forward. "See, I to-." Harry soared past him.
"You were saying?" He smirked.
"Fine, you were right," Louis sighed, eying Harry. Suddenly, a biker sped past and the two hurried out of the way.
"Let's get out of here," Harry said, his voice husky. And then they had pigeon sex because they're pigeons.
