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Harry:
It has been like, ten minutes. What the hell are you doing? Digging to China?
Amanda.
Hello.
Are you still alive?
...
Don't make me come up-stairs.
...
I will, I mean it.
The ice-cream is melting.
Amanda:
Not the ice-cream!
Harry:
You ARE alive!
Amanda:
Of course I'm alive!
I had to rush into the shower and blow dry my hair then find clean clothes.
You gave me no time to look presentable.
Harry:
You love me really :3
Amanda:
After this little stunt, it's debatable.
Harry:
:O
...
Amanda, don't hate me; love me!
Amanda:
Nope, too late buddy boy!
You blew it!
Harry:
Do YOU wanna blow something? ;)
Amanda:
Harry.
Get.
Out.
Of.
My.
House.
You.
Disgusting.
Harry:
Beautiful*
Amanda:
Vulgar.
Harry:
Charming*
Amanda:
Disrespectful.
Harry:
Sexy.
Amanda:
STOP INTERRUPTING ME!
Harry:
Make me!
;)
Amanda:
Fuck you.
Harry:
You wish, Mands. You wish ;)
Amanda:
Ha, funny.
I'll be down in five minutes.
Harry:
Alright, babe :)
Amanda:
Don't call me babe.
Harry:
Aw, alright.
...
Sorry, babe.
Amanda:
I will launch those tubs of ice-cream at your Cherub curls if you do not stop.
I am dead serious, Tarzan.
Harry:
But then you'd get me all covered in Ben & Jerry's! :O
...
Then again, it's not that bad. I mean, you could always lick me clean ;)
Amanda:
You are foul.
Sleazy little shit XD
Harry:
Oh, shut up and hurry your arse up!
...
Fuck.
No, seriously, Amanda, hurry up - this ice-cream looks like it's seen better days.
Amanda:
Alright, alright! :P
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED ✓] A story about an ambitious boy and a witty girl who fall in love through the exchange of text messages. Copyright © 2015 mesmereyes All Rights Reserved [Cover made by: Myself]