Harry: I know I've asked this before, but do you wanna hang out?
Louis: You won't give up will you?
Harry: Not really. I got your number so I'll be bugging you till you one day change it.
Louis: Fuck, why didn't I just change my number sooner?
Harry: Because you enjoy talking to me. Deep inside you do.
Louis: So deep it's non existent.
Harry: Funny.
Louis: Oh shut up. I'll decide whenever I wanna be funny or not.
Harry: That doesn't seem to be working for you.
Louis: Touché.
Harry: I think you mean toućh.
Louis: Omg you're stupid. It's Touché. It's also not relevant.
Harry: Fine. Fine. So, answer my question. Wanna hang out?
Louis: Fine. I'll hang out with you.
Harry: Yes! I'll pick you up at 7pm
Louis: Woah. Not today
Harry: Why not? Got other plans?
Louis: No...
Harry: So? I don't see the problem?
Louis: Okay, whatever. 7am it is. What are we doing?
Harry: You'll see. Just wear something sexy. Show skin
Louis: I'll wear jeans and a sweater.
Harry: V- neck
Louis: No
Harry: Shorts
Louis: No
Harry: Sleeves rolled up?
Louis: Maybe.
Harry: Fuck yea
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fuckboy || Larry Stylinson
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