Dear Louis,
I told you I'd write. I feel so old actually sitting down to write a letter and I hope you can read my hand writing.
So, I'm back at school and I want to say that I hate university so far. Too many lectures and not enough parties. I know you've been doing it for a year now and you know all this, but why didn't you warn me?
How are things with you? Is Lottie still wanting to dye her hair pink? I really hope not because that'd be dreadful.
I really miss you. Sometimes I wish we could go back and just sit on the beach again. Just me and you. It'll be like that some day, when schools over and we can just get jobs. I still want ten kids. That hasn't changed.
I don't know what else to put in this stupid thing. Do you want them to be really detailed or just short and sweet? Let me know, babe.
I'll write soon. Probably when I get your reply. Miss you!
Love forever,
Harry.