when harry woke up the next day around six am, he tiredly got up, walking to his bathroom, turning on the light.
"too freaking early." he mumbled under his breath, reaching for his toothbrush. he starts brushing after applying toothpaste, going over his phone.
he smiles, or tries to, when he sees a next text from louis.
[boobear 💙 : good morning, love ☺️]
harry finished brushing his teeth, deciding to text louis back.
[baby frog 💚: louis being awake at six am? that's a first.]
harry went to go choose an outfit for the day, looking in his closet.
he hears a ding, going back over to his phone.
[boobear 💙 : wow, no good morning text back?]
[boobear 💙 : i see how it is 😤]
harry giggles lightly before texting him back.
[baby frog 💚 : good morning louis!!!!!!! 😆😆😆😆😆😆]
[boobear 💙 : I-]
harry goes and picks out a cute outfit, it being
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some nice shorts and a tank top.
he grabs some vans, grabbing his phone and going down the steps.
he hears his phone ring, it being louis before picking it up.
he knows its him, since he put louis' ring tone as the elton john song they sang together.
"hello lou," harry told him, going to his kitchen and grabbing a banana.
"hey baby, what are you doing?" harry blushed at the nickname, "just getting ready for this shoot i have with some guy i don't even know. i need to leave in ten minutes, so i'm just eating a banana before i go."
"what a coincidence harry, i have a shoot today too. with someone i don't know, as well." harry took a bite of his banana, "well, when you figure out, be sure to tell me, yeah?" he told him after swallowing the piece.
"oh my god, what if you model with gigi or something?" harry wondered, "that bitch?" harry gasped, "boo, do not say that word!"
"'m sorry, baby. but, her? i do not like her, goodness i despise her. she's so- ugh." harry nods, throwing his banana away. "she is, very ugh."
"she's pretty and all but very-"
"am i not pretty?" harry frowned, starting to feel insecure. his arm goes around his stomach, while the other stays up and holds the phone.
