iMessage (Larry stylinson)

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Reading through the paperback version of some old book is how I always love to spend my Sundays, although some have more exciting lives I do not but I'm content with that. My phone made that familiar ding sound, probably my mum asking when I want lunch.

Unknown: Hannah you twat where are we meeting?.

I furrowed my brows at the text, wrong number .

Harry: sorry no Hannah here, you've got the wrong number bud.

I threw my phone back to the side of me thinking the conversation would come to an end as now the person knows I am not Hannah. My phone dings again I pick it back up, what's this persons point in texting back.

Unknown: dammit, she gave me the wrong number again. So I see you own an iPhone well done, no shitty android for you. Now my good fellow, who are you?.

Harry: I'm Harry and you?.

Unknown: I'm the one and only louis mate. Sooo mysterious HARRY lets chat. Since you own an iPhone you already meet my expectations of a decent human being.

Harry: one and only? I'm sure there's more louis out there, Androids are not that bad!.

I quickly changed his name in my phone so the annoying unknown would disappear.

Louis: are you saying I'm not the greatest louis? I'll have you know I'm fan bloody tastic! Androids are terrible you foolish mortal.

Harry: foolish mortal...this isn't some tv programme, anyway how old are you please don't say I'm conversing with a 100 year old man.

Louis: I'm 19, now what else do you need to know my address, my mother's maiden name?.

Harry: I'm also 19, you're very sarcastic. although it would be nice to know where you're from. I'm from Holmes chapel England.

Louis: me SaRcAsTiC? Never. I'm from Doncaster also England in case you don't know your geography haz.

Harry: its Harry, not haz. Also of course I know where Doncaster is you fucking sarcastic squirrel.

Louis: did you just call me a squirrel and SWEAR at me, calm down boy. You shall not curse at the famous LOUIS.