Mallory: hey
Louis: hello lovely
Mallory: aren't you in a good mood
Louis: actually I am
Mallory: why
Louis: I beat the lads in Fifa
Mallory: GO MY SMOL SON BEAT THEM ALL
Mallory: IM ROOTING FOR YOU
Louis: thank you darling
Louis: that's means a lot
Mallory: you're so British and cute
Mallory: I love it
Louis: do you love me
Mallory: in the friend way
Louis: aww
Mallory: that might change though ;)
Louis: are you flirting with me Mallory
Mallory: I don't know am I
Louis: I think you are
Mallory: than I guess I am
Louis: you cheeky little girl
Mallory: STOP BEING SO SMOL AND BRITISH AND CUTE
Mallory: ITS KILLING ME
Louis: that's how I get the ladies
Louis: or in this case lady
Mallory: awwwww Lou
Louis: you're welcome babe
Mallory: STAHP IT I CANT JSJSKWJEKEJR
Louis: shit
Mallory: what
Louis: I texted the wrong person
Mallory: Lewis
Mallory: fucking
Mallory: Tomlinson
Mallory: is it Harry
Louis: yes
Mallory: good
Mallory: if it's not gonna be me it should be Harry
Louis: you know I was joking
Mallory: what
Louis: I meant to text YOU
Louis: I literally typed your name like twenty times
Mallory: what
Mallory: well now I'm blushing a lot
Louis: good
Louis: because you're cute and you would look cute blushing
Mallory: it was mostly from my stupidity but
Mallory: LOU STOP
Louis: no
Louis: I like making you feel happy
Mallory: thank you
Louis: you're welcome
YOU ARE READING
Sent From Louis // l.t.
FanfictionUnknown: WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM MCDONALDS HAROLD Mallory: this is not 'HAROLD' but I would like some McDonalds Mallory: I'll have a 20 piece with fries Unknown: no Mallory: rude hey did y'all know i wrote this when i was 11 and it's kind of the worst...
