When you're not supposed to be on your phone but you do it anyways cause you're savage.
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Harry was swearing tremendously. It was almost time for the sun to set and that was the time Harry deemed perfect for the proposal.
He knew, or at least hoped, Louis said yes. Harry hadn't really been a bad boyfriend, and Louis never seemed to hate the thought of marriage. In fact they talked about it quite a lot.
"You're doing it tonight?" A woman, Harry quickly recognized to be the mother of his, hopefully, future husband, whispered-asked him.
"Yeah, I think," Harry mumbled in reply. Jay stepped back a bit with an eyebrow cocked up.
"You think?" she asked confused.
"Might chicken out," Harry croaked nervously.
Jay rolls her eyes at the seemingly pathetic boy.
"Love, you could ask him in the least romantic way and I'd guarantee he'd say yes," Jay told him.
"I hope," Harry commented.
Hope is a word he's been using quite a lot, but it seems to fit him at the moment perfectly.
And now the sun was setting.
"Shit," Harry said to himself, taking deep breaths.
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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.
