"Hey it's Harry! Leave a message and I'll ring ya' as soon as I can! All the love!"
"Hey it's Niall... I uh, lost my phone somewhere during the pub crawl I'm at. Ro, let me use her phone being the amazing gal she is, so that I could tell you not to wait up because I'll be crashing at her place... I'm sorry... this is weird because it's always been the two of you since we were kids, and now I have to play phone tag between the two of you and it saddens me. She's slipping through your fingers mate, and I know you miss her. I can tell because you always ask how she is and what she's doing, and you still smile at her name. She's part of you buddy, and the sooner you realize that and stop fucking around, the better. Goodnight mate, I love you."
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1:58 a.m. July 7, 2015
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Dial Tones | h.s.
Fanfiction" i've listened to your dial tone over and over again, so much so, that it's starting to sound like i love you. "
