Harry: do
Harry: you wanna
Harry: build a
Louis: no
Louis: go away
Harry: knock knock
Louis: use the doorbell cnt
Harry: whyre you so rude today
Harry: i want purry kitten louboumoo back
Louis: go to hell, stangly legs
Harry: exCUSE ME
Harry: you can make fun of my mum, you can make fun of my sister, but if you make fun of my legs ill fookin stab a bitch !
Louis: is dat a threat cause like youre not intimidating
Louis: like youre this big tough guy on the outside
Louis: but youre this barbie doll on the inside
Harry: youre so delusional
Harry: niCK TRIED TO HUG ME TODAY BTW
Louis: who tf is neck
Louis: nick
Louis: my phone's so cool that it wont even spell to nick so it changed it to neck
Louis: i luv me fone
Harry: can i continue
Louis: no but sure
Harry: wot
Harry: ANYWAYS
Harry: nick tried to hug me today and i hugged him back but then he patted my bum and i was like tf u doin get off
Harry: so i yelled rape and ran
Louis: harry is the next-gen spy
Harry: yes. *puts on sunglasses* yes i am
Louis: im in love with a dork, and all his little things
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From Fame To Blame ∞ l.s
FanficThey chat like teenagers and things get spicy. The grammar is absolutely horrible, but I'm too lazy to edit it.
