Both lads were now in Harry's car, driving to the place Harry calls home.
"I don't know what I was expecting you look like, but you are not ugly," Harry said randomly.
"I appreciate that mate. Neither are you. In fact, you're very tall," Louis replied.
"I don't get what that have anything to do with my looks but okay," Harry chuckled.
Louis reached over and poked Harry dimple on his cheek facing him.
Harry quickly shot him a weird look.
"I don't know anyone with dimples," Louis shrugged as if it didn't matter.
"Whatever."
"You're supposed to say bruh. Just because we have met now, doesn't mean you stop our tradition," Louis said dramatically. Harry rolled his eyes.
"Okay bruh."