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Two.

9:47 am, Louis Tomlinson (Submissive): Good morning, sir.

Louis sighed quietly to himself as he sat with his laptop on the couch, a cup of tea in one hand. He yawned quietly to himself, sipping his tea slowly as he awaited an answer from the man. Before the answer came, though, Niall ran into the living room. "I'm late for uni!" He exclaimed, rushing around the flat as he tried to get everything together and make it on time as well. Louis giggled; this was almost an everyday occurrence. "Your cuppa is on the counter, Ni." He said, turning his attention back to his laptop when Niall finally left the flat

9:53 am, Harry Styles (Dominant): Morning, love. How did you sleep?

9:53 am, Louis Tomlinson (Submissive): Very well.

Louis sighed quietly to himself, a lazy smile on his lips as he took another sip of his tea. A few minutes later, he received another message, which he giddily opened.

9:56 am, Harry Styles (Dominant): That's good, darling. Tell me, how was your film last night?

9:57 am, Louis Tomlinson (Submissive): It wasn't that great, sir. I went and saw the new horror film out.

10:00 am, Harry Styles (Dominant): Oh, is that so?

10:00 am, Louis Tomlinson (Submissive): Yeah.

10:04 am, Harry Styles (Dominant): I apologize, but I must go to work now, love. I will message you again when I'm finished.

10:05 am, Louis Tomlinson (Submissive): Okay. Bye, hope you enjoy work.

Louis didn't receive a reply after that, so he just closed his laptop and sat it on the coffee table along with his empty mug, stretching out on the couch with a sigh. Harry spoke so politely to him, but he still had an air of dominance, even through typed messages, and Louis loved it.

He gazed up at the ceiling for a moment, his pretty blue eyes clouded in thought before he shook his head slightly, clearing his thoughts. "Okay, Lou. Don't become obsessed with him. You haven't even met the man yet," He scolded himself under his breath, cheeks flushed a vivid red color as he stood from the couch, running his fingers through his hair softly. He padded into the kitchen, beginning to rifle through the fridge.

He let out a loud squeak when he felt a swat to his bum, causing him to set the carton of orange juice with a loud huff before turning to face the culprit. "Niall!" He whined, lightly and poutily shoving against his chest, causing the man in question to guffaw loudly and almost obnoxiously.

"Gotcha," Niall teased once he had recovered from laughing, and Louis just shook his head again. "Shut up. Dick," He muttered, and Niall bumped his hip with his own before skipping from the kitchen, grinning in amusement.

The lad shook his head, picking the orange juice up once again and taking a drink straight from the carton. He caught himself when his thoughts strayed to Harry once again, and he mentally scolded himself as he wandered off to his bedroom once again, carton in one hand and his laptop under his arm.

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When Louis opened his laptop a few hours later, he was surprised at what he saw blinking at the top of the webpage.

New Message: Harry Styles, (3)

He was quick to click on it and open it, giddiness bubbling through him as he read the messages carefully, biting down on his lower lip.

12:27 pm, Harry Styles (Dominant): I am on my lunch break. How is your day going?

1:44 pm, Harry Styles (Dominant): Have to take a car ride through London. I'll message you when I am available to speak.

4:01 pm, Harry Styles (Dominant): I see that messaging through this site isn't the best way of communication. Text me. (816)-877-6617

Louis gaped at the screen, eyes skimming over the final message over and over. He couldn't believe that Harry had already given him his number.

He fumblingly found his mobile, unlocking it quickly with his code (1991, you could never forget your password if it was your birth year. It created some security risks, but oh well! Louis would deal with it when the time arose.) He typed up many messages, but deleted them all before sending. He didn't want to seem too happy to have his number, or too uncaring. He soon settled with a simple Hey, It's Louis (:  This is my number and closed his eyes before forcing himself to press send.

A couple minutes later, Harry replied.

'Hello, Louis. I'll save you in my contacts. How was your day?'

'Boring. I've just been watching movies and such. x'

'Sounds fine to me. xx'

'Yeah, ish. How was yours?'

'I had a nice day. Got a lot of things done.'

And after a bit more of awkward texting, they finally got into the grove of talking to each other.

'Your friend Niall seems hilarious.'

'Yeah! And Niall, last week, he just walked in, trousers down, and asked me if his dick looked weird. it was really funny!'

Louis found himself giggling at his phone when Harry began to tell him some extremely corny jokes, unable to keep the grin from his lips. He couldn't wait to actually meet him.

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Second chapter! Sorry, it's much shorter, but I just wanted to post it 😁😁

Hope you liked it. Next chapter will be in about a week, maybe less.

Shoutout to the amazing tenleyisacat . I know that she's been waiting for this a while 😅

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