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texts ! open

harry: always proud of you :/

louis: as u should be. im a champ

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

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texts ! open

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

harry: ready set

harry: go

louis: i made a smoothie

louis: ????

louis: proud of me yet

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(( l o t t i e ))

Oh, but you’ve got yourself a baby momma now Lou. Don’t think you’re getting off so easy, you’re stuck. Well, someone I thought was my best friend decided to show her true colors but I don’t care. She picked the wrong girl to mess with. I’m going to make her life a living hell.

This is true. But, she’s a good one. I can keep her. You’re a good one, too, that’s why I’m not sick of you yet. Damn right, she did pick the wrong girl. If you need my help ruining her, I’m only a phone call away.

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esclottie:

Have you ever just been so angry that your blood is actually boiling? Why are girls so fake and catty? Done with friends. I swear to god, let someone cross me tonight, I will not hesitate to kill.

There’s a reason I date boys, Lotts. What happened, anyway?

[tommosloueh]

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listenrea:

Do you know who I am? I’m only going to beat myself up over it. He shouldn’t be afraid, he should be able to open up to me… then again, I haven’t really opened up to him. I’m just - what if he thinks I’m too much? What if he realizes that he can do so much better? I don’t want to lose him, Louis. He’s so nice and adorable, I want to keep him around. 

I know, I know. I’m trying to get you not to. Neither of you should be afraid. And I’m, like, 99.9% sure he could not realize that — unless he’s delusional. Because it isn’t true. I know how it feels to be afraid of losing someone nice and adorable, I know it’s scary. But you have to do what you feel, and if they’re right, they’ll end up sticking around.

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Louis stomping off after getting rid of the silly string Liam sprayed at him, 02/08/15

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imessage ☞  sister (#1 of 6)

lottie: i mean, i sort of figured.

lottie: what happened now? talk to me, tell me.

louis: ha isn't that always what it's about now

louis: i dont know we met to talk and we kissed and we.... ugh

louis: but he makes it clear he doesn't want a relationship with me anymore and its killing me

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imessage ☞  sister (#1 of 6)

lottie: fine, i can pass the word on.

lottie: but its my duty as a sister to make sure you don't go home alone, so i won't have to lie.

lottie: teamwork makes the dream work, right?

louis: thank you he is the reason i need to get trashed fyi

louis: thank you again

louis: absolutely

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imessage ☞  sister (#1 of 6)

lottie: don't tell zayn and you've got a deal.

lottie: i'll tell you. as long as i remember it ...

lottie: i'll write it down somewhere. i got you

louis: got it. tell harry i went home with someone even if i didnt and it's agreed on

louis: but i probably will lbr

louis: this is why i love u

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imessage ☞  sister (#1 of 6)

lottie: depends. will you take me with you and pay for my drinks?

lottie: and let me go home with a stranger?

louis: yes both of those things

louis: ... only if you let me do the same

louis: and also only if you TELL ME the password to my phone the next day

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imessage ☞  sister (#1 of 6)

louis: lotts i need to get trashed

louis: if i get trashed will you change the passcode on my phone please

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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 had missed the feeling of Harry’s arms around his waist more than he’d care to admit. It made him feel like protected — like not a thing in the world could hurt him, and he absolutely adored it. The way their kisses continued only had him further hoping that none of this would end; because, if it did, he couldn’t guarantee he wouldn’t be twice the mess he already was. 

“I know I am.” The petite boy mumbled against his ex’s lips, a sly smirk coming across his face. Luckily, words weren’t needed when a few extra smooches came.. of course, before the inevitable — home. Louis let another smirk come across his face as he thought of his reply. 

“I may be the exception — I bet you’d do some nice things for me.” He breathed out, the space between their faces closing in almost completely before he abruptly pulled back, beginning his walk.

“Well? Are you coming?”

[petepcrkers]

It wasn’t fair to him. The entire situation wasn’t fair to him. But I should have been able to handle it better. Get a grip on the reality and just - get over it. I don’t know, it’s whatever. It’s in the past, can’t change it now. …. damn it, now I just feel selfish. Of course he’s been affected by this and I know that but I just kept focusing on me me me. God, I just get worse. 

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Well, don’t beat yourself up over it. It may have seemed like you were a jerk to you, but to anyone else, you were perfectly acceptable for your circumstances. No, no, don’t feel selfish, Rea. It’s about taking turns. He was there for you when you were a mess, and maybe he’s just afraid to show how much of a mess he is because he doesn’t want to bother you.

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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.”

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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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