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Continúa, Has publicado mar 06, 2017
"Psst jae" I heard Harry whisper interrupting my thoughts. I leaned my head back as I groaned in annoyance. 

"Dafuq you want dood?" I said obviously annoyed at the fact that his hot ass breath was blowing on my neck.

"Gosh no need to be salty" he snorted then looked up at me making the face he always makes when he's thinking of something stupid that he finds funny.

"did you sit on fries?" he choked out holding back a laugh as I rolled my eyes. 

"No, why?" I sighed already knowing  he was about to tell me some lame ass joke he found on Google or in some shitty ass joke book.

"Cuz yo ass salty" he sputtered out breaking into hysterics.









"I hate you"
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