unknown number [h.s.]

day fifty one

li.

11:54 a.m.

Her: stop walking towards me

Me: I’m sitting on the bench now.

Her: congrats harry you can see that i have eyes

Me: What’s my name in your phone?

Her: this is harry

Me: Oh

Me: You look nice today btw

Her: im wearing sweatpants

Her: like i do everyday

Me: Well I think you look nice everyday (:

Her: stop smiling at me

Me: Why

Her: it’s creepy

Me: Well I’m happy

Her: why

Me: Because you’re looking at me without having a bitch glare on your face … never mind

Me: But I’m actually happy that you’re okay that you know its me

Her: i never said i was ok with

Her: i mean i don’t see why you didn’t just tell me that it was you in the first place

Me: We wouldn’t have even made it this far, Dorothea

Her: we might’ve but we won’t know now would we?

Her: bc you wanted to play Mr. Mysterious all of a sudden and use some creepy way to make me fall for you, again i might add

Her: stoP SmILiNG AT mmE HArrRY I MEAN ITt

Me: You like me ((:

Her: i do not, and there is no need for double chinned emoticons

Me: i like you too (:

Her: shut up

Her: why are you walking over to me

Her: GO wAWAU

Her: i hate you

Her: if you attempt to hug me again I swar to godd

Her: YOU DID NOT JUST DO THAT HARRY

Me: *:

Her: kiss me again and you’ll be on the five o’clock news after they find your body in a ditch off the coast of the nearest freeway

Me: I like you Thea

Her: >.<

Her: -.-