Let's Go Somewhere Larry fanfic

~Prolog~

Opening my phone, I check my most recent messages.

'Hey-L'

Pausing I think this over being as he hasn't talked to me since that night.

Taking a deep breath I message back.

'Hi-H'

Keep it simple Styles, keep it easy.

We message all afternoon until he bids me a 'mums dragged me into dinner xo-L'. Sitting, I feel numb and confused.

Naturally we caught up on simple things, nothing below the surface.

This is odd because over the past few years I learned one thing, Louis Tomlinson does not do things for no reason.