Rachel: dont come to my house
Harry: why?
Rachel: my dads home
Harry: oh...
Rachel: im sorry
Harry: its okay
Harry: i dont even know wheres your house
Rachel: what
Harry: we are in a internet relationship rachel
Harry: dont tell me you're forget abt that again dori
Rachel: oh yea sorry
Rachel: my brain is full of burger ,dont have a space for shitty relationship
Harry: RACHEL
Rachel: yes edward
Harry: GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM
Rachel: you sound like connor franta
Harry: who
Rachel: watch his vid 'for my future kids' on youtube
Harry: dont have a time for shitty video
Rachel: harry
Harry: yes sweetheart
Rachel: fu k you
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.I do not hate connor franta btw. His book is so good thoooo:)
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FanfictionHarry: What kind of relationship is this Harry: You are too weird for me Rachel: So does you a$shole Harry: omg