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louis: as u should be. im a champ

louis: that :/ doesnt make u seem very happy about it >:(

harry: indeed

harry: woa h sorry i meant :) i did

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reagan: are you patronizing me

reagan: ME OF ALL PEOPLE

reagan: how the tables have turned wow im so proud of you

harry: i would never patronize you rea

harry: (-;

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holden: want me to brush your hair and feed you carrots?

holden: uh... i don't know ??

holden: i guess they're just born that way. i'll do some research.

harry: would you? (-:

harry: please do research and get back to me

harry: i dont want to get one and then have it be like those pigs that people SAY are mini but then grow to be bigger than your bed

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louis: i made a smoothie

louis: ????

louis: proud of me yet

harry: always proud of you :/

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reagan: i have another five word story for YOU

reagan: i will kill you

reagan: fuck thats FOUR UGH

harry: you tried (':

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holden: loads. i gave him a carrot and brushed his hair.

holden: you know, like a horse but it's mini.

holden: not even up to your knee caps. a little pony.

harry: wow what a lucky horse

harry: what makes it so little ??

harry: why is it so little ??

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holden: i. pet. a. mini. pony.

harry: how delightful

harry: was it fun?? (':

harry: wait whats a mini pony

harry: like a baby...i thought ponies were baby horses ??

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reagan: let. me. have. my. COFFEE.

harry: babe you spelt tea wrong (~:

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harry: tell me about your day in as little as five words

harry: ready set

harry: go

[lilohasnocontrol]

[zaynharry]

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[chrlics]

“Please, I’d rather not. I’m not one worth talking about for hours. I’d much rather talk about you. You little cutie.” Lottie reached out and pinched the boys cheeks. “Yeah? It’s up there with the greatness of Zayn’s cheekbones? That must be a glorious bum. Well, at least you got some eye candy. Right? You get seen with these people and stuff but at least you’re getting something out of it. I hope you’re at least getting some ass, you deserve it.” She smiled cheekily. “No one should be too busy for you, you’re all the good in the world wrapped up into a lanky little bod. I’ll fight him, okay?” 

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“You’re worth talking about for days on end, even if you don’t believe it.” Harry frowned, swatting the girls hands away. “Y’people and y’cheek grabbin’.” He muttered. “It was a glorious bum, and I got a show `nd everything. It was like a Victoria Secret fashion show jus’ for me.” Harry smiled sheepishly at the memories, rolling his eyes fondly at Lottie. “I mean, they make us sleep in the same hotel room at times. If m’single and they’re single, we’re obviously not telling ghost stories up there. Eh --- he `as a life, I appreciate him. Don’t !! You’ve done enough fighting.”

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As soon as Louis felt those large hands on the sides of his face, his blue eyes snapped to Harry’s green ones. It was like a flood of memories — all those things he’d been so desperate to forget, now he would be starting all over. And the worst part was: he didn’t care at all. 

The second kiss, though he saw it coming, took Louis by surprise. He loosely gripped the fabric covering the other male’s torso, soon simply keeping his hand there when their lips broke apart. You don’t know. He wanted to scream at Harry, push him; but with their faces so close, he could hardly find the courage. 

It took a few seconds before he forced himself to use the hand he’s left on the boy’s abdomen to shove him backward quite forcefully. “I find it a bit rude that you wouldn’t even offer to walk me, you twat.” Okay, it was a stupid retort, but with Harry’s taste still on his lips, Louis wasn’t thinking straight. Literally.

With a furrowed brow, he turned and walked a few steps, but he just couldn’t go any further. There was no way he could walk away from this feeling — one that Harry was obviously in denial about feeling as well. He just couldn’t figure out if it was love, or lust. Exhaling sharply, as if disappointed in himself, Louis pivoted and quickly jumped to crash his lips into Harry’s — wrapping his arms around him as he did so.

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The shove onto his torso made Harry frown in distaste because alright, this entire situation was resembling a bad case of conflicting feelings but there was no doubt that neither of them were only feeling one thing right now. Harry was on the brink of anger, sadness, confusion, arousal, and defeat. The whole ‘sadness and confusion’ was most prominent when Louis began walking away after the comment he made and Harry was about to walk away as well because maybe this was for the best. 

That was proved wrong because not even a second later, Louis was jumping into Harry -- their lips attacking one anothers in such a kiss that Harry had to try and catch his breath for. His arms instantly found the smaller boys waist and wrapped themselves around it possessively, lifting Louis a bit to kiss him deeper. “Y’so confusing,” He muttered against the boys lips. 

Harry suddenly became hyper aware that they were in public, but he couldn’t stop nipping at his exes lips and going in for more, more, more. “I’ll walk y’home,” He breathed into Louis’ mouth. “Just because m’a gentleman, though. I don’t do nice things for childish boys who call me a twat.”

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Louis was in denial that Harry truly didn’t want a relationship with him anymore. He had convinced himself it was some kind of phase — some kind of bump in the road. That, whenever they saw each other again, sparks would fly, trumpets would sound.. and everything would be okay again.

But, it wasn’t.

And he could’ve sworn his heart dropped into the pit of his stomach, and if he stayed around a second longer he would be sick. He wasn’t about to do anymore convincing — he was done with that. But Louis sure as hell wasn’t going home without something to hold onto. “I respect your decisions, but don’t tell me I don’t know, Harry. I know.” The boy croaked, abruptly leaning up and in to plant a well needed, short lived kiss on those pink lips. 

“I need to go home.” He wasn’t going to look anywhere other than the sidewalk beneath his feet — no, he couldn’t, or else he would burst into tears.

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Harry was taken aback by the chaste kiss that was pressed to his lips because Louis definitely did not seem like he was going to do such a thing, he had seemed angry right before the kiss --- maybe a bit more sad than angry. Nonetheless, the kiss was so short but so addicting at the same time and Harry needed more -- just a longer taste and if Louis could feed his pleasure, couldn’t Harry? 

The brunette caressed the smaller of the two’s face with both of his hands and brought him in for a longer kiss, his own lips pressing into Louis’ for only a few more seconds than the kiss before. “You don’t know, and I find it a bit rude that you’re acting as if you do.” Harry breathed, slowly letting his hands travel away from Louis’ face as his face stayed close to the others. “Go home, then.” He mumbled. “Think that’s best.”

[petepcrkers]

reagan took a deep breath, rolling her eyes as she readjusted herself in her chair. “you’re right. for the sake of my future family, i must make a change today!” she slammed her fist on the table, jumping up when she made a louder noise than she expected. “i drink milk for my bones, calcium and all that. but i guess exercise wouldn’t hurt.” 

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harry giggled, placing his hands over hers and shushing the girl quietly. “we are in public, rea !” he teased, removing his hands and sipping his tea. “but you’re not wrong, imagine how healthy and at peace you and your someday family will be.” he nodded. “exercise will hurt, actually. but, the long lasting affect won’t hurt at all.”

[chrlics]

“You can mention her, please. I like hearing you talk nicely about people you care for. And as long as she’s a lovely girl, than I don’t mind. I’m not competing, I’m just saying- I’d like to have her body. But who wouldn’t?” Lottie batted her eyes at Harry and grinned. “That’s pretty sucky, that you’ve got to be seen with someone. Why can’t you just be Harry, independent and single?” She reached out and grazed his hand. “I think there are lot of things Nick would want to snag of yours, chap.”

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“Then, let me talk about you for next couple hours.” Harry teased, matching the girls grin. “You have a wonderful body yourself, you don’t need her body. Though, s’great to admire. Her bum was crafted by the same gods that crafted Zayn’s jawline. True story, asked ‘em myself. Ha -- ... guess it is a bit sucky, but I don’t mind. I like people, and I like learning ‘bout them. Met tons of genuine people because of publicity stunts. Independent and single means that m’hiding something, usually.” Harry took Lottie’s hand, squeezing it lightly when it grazed the top of his. “He can snag `nything he wants,” Cue small frown. “He’s been busy, lately. Never `round, and stuff. Barely chat with him anymore, sad.”

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Louis wasn’t exactly sure what he wanted at this point. He didn’t know if he wanted to start over with Harry, or pick up where they left off. But he knew for sure that he didn’t want to be without him — and that’s exactly what was being taken from him right now. Had he expected Harry to just instantly want him again? .. He didn’t know. But, he’d hoped.

Listening to what he’d said, the boy with bags under his eyes didn’t respond for a moment. He was partly hurt, offended — but he loved Harry too much to criticize his feelings. “It won’t solve anything? What exactly won’t it solve? — You know what, that’s fine, Harry.” He sighed, throwing his hands up a little ways, as if he was giving up.

“I’m not going to stop you. I just want you to know that.. If you hadn’t left, you wouldn’t be miserable. And neither would I. We’d be extraordinarily happy, and — and if you leave something every time you love it too much, you’re not leading a very happy life. And you’ll never know what could’ve been.”

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This was getting too personal, something that Harry never wanted to be with Louis after their prior relationship. He needed to be distant, and every word he spoke to the boy -- he kept getting dragged right back in and he needed control. There was that voice in his head telling him that he left for a reason but another voice telling him to just do what makes him undeniably happy. 

“You know,” He breathed, his brow furrowing. “You don’t --- You don’t know what would make me happy or not.” Though, he did. “I may be miserable without you, but what hurts you shouldn’t be your medicine. I feel as though sooner or later -- i’ll find my medicine. Or maybe I don’t want a relationship, maybe m’better just being on my own !! I don’t know, and if I don’t know --- neither do you. Us being together would just put us back to square one and while you think that’s fine, i’ll just be confused and scared like I was ! In love, yeah. But, that scares me.”