Text-thread: Louis and ireland.

Louis: can you come over

ireland: for drinks?

Louis: yeah preferably

ireland: thought you were going to manchester this weekend?

Louis: yeah no

ireland: ... you literally posted an instagram story of yourself fake sleeping on the train mate

Louis: i'm back home

ireland: train wrecked???

Louis: no but my fucking heart did

ireland: oh no what did the bloke do

Louis: bailed on me

Louis: he left last minute and told me not to come

ireland: ok he ain't worth it

Louis: yeah he is

Louis: i love him alright

Louis: he's just an idiot rn

Louis: he panicked and that's ok

Louis: i was too pushy

ireland: alright fuck off now you're just siding with him because he's got you under his spell

Louis: give me alcohol and not advice

ireland: coming in 10

Louis: i'm counting

Louis: i want a bj as well please

. . .

ireland: huh

ireland: look, you're an attractive lad and all but, i don't swing that way

ireland: and don't think to cheat just because he bailed!

Louis: ben & jerry's , mate. cookie dough

ireland: ... oh

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