Text-thread: Louis and my harry.

Louis: hi boyfriend

my harry: why are you texting me

Louis: because you're not giving me enough attention

my harry: i'm literally giving you a back scratch right now

Louis: you're a slow typer jesus

my harry: i'm typing with one hand

Louis: still slow

Louis: hurry up you're boring me

my harry: god you're an idiot

Louis: come kiss me

my harry: no

Louis: (;____;)

my harry: sorry baba i love you

. . .

Louis: ...

Louis: ha ?

my harry: wrong number...?

Louis: harry!!!!

my harry: i'm kidding ohmygod pls don't look at me keep your head in the pillow i didn't mean to press send it just—happened

Louis: i won't look at you

Louis: i'm blushing anyway

Louis: continue scratching

. . .

Louis: thanks that's nice

Louis: i ... love you as well :)

my harry: you do??

Louis: why do i feel like you've stopped breathing back there

my harry: because i have

my harry: don't look at me

Louis: that's a difficult task

Louis: (since you're very fucking gorgeous)

my harry: don't you dare

Louis: i won't

Louis: i love you :)

my harry: stop i will cry

Louis: i love youuuu :)))

my harry: my heart hurts

Louis: oh please you don't have a heart

my harry: excuse me

Louis: you're a plum, babe . you have a kernel :D

Louis: and mmmm you're so plumP

Louis: and you're right, you do taste good. you weren't lying !

my harry: my kernel hurts

Louis: oh i better come to the rescue and soothe it for you then

my harry: how will you do that?

Louis: hugs ?

my harry: :) hugs.

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