"So, this is my house," Harry said, setting down Louis' suitcase in which he had grabbed despite the fact Louis had protested.
"It's cozy and," Louis stopped and looked around. "Clean."
Harry laughed and then said, "I told you I cleaned a lot."
"Yeah, but this looks like you hired a maid to clean it," Louis commented. He never had been in a place that looked cleaner than Harry's house.
"I like to clean," Harry shrugged nonchalantly. Louis looked at him with a very weird look.
"No one just likes to clean," He argued.
"I do."
"Bruh."
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So they've met. It's not very interesting. I hope to change that soon. I have a plan that should take place by 50.
Harry's Irish friend will make an appearance soon.
Goodbye.
xx-Mystery-xx
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Bruh: The Original Version (A Larry Text Story)
FanfictionNew DM from @itsharrybruh itsharrybruh: Hello there louisfantasies: hello "Bruh" itsharrybruh: f4f? louisfantasies: sure ***** Or the one where Harry finds Louis' account while on social media and deems him worthy enough to message.
