My mom pulled up in the parking lot of his school and I turned to look at the tiny boy. "Be careful and don't listen to anyone saying that you're stupid, Hazza. You are definitely not stupid." I kissed his cheek, he blushed cutely. "I love you my litte Hazza." I whispered.
"I loaf you two, Loulou." He whispered back, speaking the words out incorrectly. He's just too cute for his own good.
"Now, out you go." I patted his bum when he stood up from his seat. He blushed again and turned away. I motioned for him to text me when something was wrong and he put his tiny thumb up at me. He disappeared into the large building. A minute later I got a text.
I on toilet now, Loulou. :-)
He's just too cute. I smiled while going back home. I truly love My Little Harry Styles.