1: Accidental message.
Louis scrolled down the strangers timeline, rolling his eyes at all the stupid sh*t he posted up, like the knock knock jokes or just random photos but that didn't stop him from continuing to do it. Suddenly a notification appeared and he clicked it to see Harry had updated his profile picture.
The younger boy clicked it and was nearly panting at the green eyed boy who had his shirt off, and was holding a beer, sticking out his tongue. Louis wanted to do things to that tongue so bad.
This had been going on for months when Harry accepted the random friend request. He gets a lot of likes on his things due to how hot he was and it seemed as if Harry knew it.
Louis clicked on his messages and typed in a quick one, not meaning to actually send it to the older boy.
Louis: Damn daddy, you looking fine as hell in your new picture.
Harry: Who the hell is this?
Louis: Oh sh*t.
Harry: why the hell is this twink messaging me?
Louis: well.. That was pretty rude..
Harry: Louis, so that's your name. I don't remember accepting you.
Louis: uhh you added me.... Dummy.
Harry: I did?? And dummy? Really? What're you five?
Louis: I'm 17, excuse you.
Harry: 17 and five are basically the same thing to me.
Louis: what're you like thirty.
Harry: I'm 22 if you need to know.
Louis: Oh, five year difference. Whoopty f*cking doo.
Harry: Rude.
Louis: Says the one who called me a damn twink.
Harry: well you look like you bottom.
Louis: I'm straight!
Harry: You called me daddy??
Louis: That proves nothing.
Harry: It proves you're gay.
Louis: I'm not a fag.
Harry: Woah, woah, chill. No need to be mean.
Louis: Well I'm not a queer.
Harry: Watch your mouth. You're talking to a bisexual person here.
Louis: you're bi?
Harry: duh..
Louis: you look gay tbh. You don't look like someone who's into girls.
Harry: Well I am.
Louis: Well okay then.
Harry: Ok wow.
Louis: What?
Harry: Well I'm on your profile and oh my god.
Louis: Why you saying omg?
Harry: Because your ass..
Louis: what about it?
Harry: it's so big.
Louis: Stop flirting with me :/
Harry: I'm not flirting wtf??
Louis: you are.
Harry: You started it...
Louis: How?
Harry: By calling me Daddy,
Louis: Shut up about that already, I didn't mean to send that!
Harry: But you still did.
Louis: ... shut your mouth.
Harry: My mouth is shut, I'm not talking I'm typing.
Louis: stop it.
Harry: Little twinky pie.
Louis: I'm not a damn twink!
Harry: Well it sure looks like it :/
Louis: Well looks are deceiving.
Harry: Wise words little one.
Louis: I'm 17, idiot.
Harry: God, kids these days are so rude.
Louis: Why am I still talking to you?
Harry: Because my names Harry.
Louis: More reason not to talk to you.
Harry: Is my name weird or something?
Louis: Yes it's weird. It's to fancy and obnoxious.
Louis: Oh wait, it fits you perfectly then.. The obnoxious part.
Harry: Stop being mean.
Louis: Stop being obnoxious.
Harry: I'm not obnoxious.
Louis: But you are.
Harry: Then why're you still messaging me?
Louis: Because you're hot.
Louis: Omfg why did that send. I hit delete.
Harry: Yeah you're so 'straight'.
Louis: Bitch I is.
Harry: Am*
Louis: DONT.
Harry: Don't*
Louis: I hate you.
Harry: But you can't hate me, I'm hot ;)
Louis: You're ugly.
Harry: But you called me hot earlier????
Louis: Let it go oh my lord.
Harry: I can't, I'm so flattered right now.
Louis: Why? You get called hot all the time on your pictures lol.
Harry: Damn you on some stalker stuff.
Harry: But I never got called hot by a really cute twink.
Louis: I wanna hurt you so bad rn.
Harry: rn?
Louis: Right now.
Harry: Ohhhh.
Louis: ugh, old people these days.
Harry: I'm not old!
Louis: Yes you are. Bye.
Harry: Don't leave what the heck.
Louis: Oh someone likes me.
Harry: Duh, you're funny. You have me and my friends dying.
Louis: Stop showing your friends my conversations..
Harry: Why?
Louis: Because it's none of their damn business.
Harry: Ok ok sorry. I g2g I'm in the club.
Louis: Are you drunk?
Harry: Maybe.
Louis: How are you even spelling correctly?
Harry: I don't even know LMAO
Louis: Ok well I'm gonna sleep.
Harry: We should totally message each other tomorrow.
Louis: If you even remember me.
Harry: I'll def remember a pretty twink like you.
Louis: God dammit I'm not a twink!
Harry: When I look at that ass I think other wise.
Louis: D O N E.
Harry: H E L L O.
Louis: You're drunk. If you remember me tomorrow say hey.
Harry: Ok bye bye.
Louis: Bye, daddy.
Louis: WHY DO THESE MESSAGES KEEP SENDING!
Harry: "Straight" "Not a twink"....
Louis: GOODNIGHT.