who gives a fuck anyway

to all the people I rp with, I’m back! huh yeah. If you still wanna do things with me, i’m here. sorry about everything

'Shush' he texted, blushing like a madman.

‘noooo. Love you H<33'

'Fine, you asked for it' Harry texted, attaching to the text a picture of himself hiding under the covers.

'aw you're the cutest baby xxxxxx' he texted back, smiling. 

'How am I mean? And that's impossible Lou xx'

'By refusing to show your pretty face to your boyfriend. And yes it IS possible xxxx'

'Right. Can't wait xxxxxx'

'Love you ;) xxxxxxxx'

'Ugh you're so mean. Love you more tho :)'

'Stop making me want to see your cute face even more :(('

'Sorry babe xxxxx You'll see me tomorrow though ;)'

'Right. Can't wait xxxxxx'

'Stop you're making me blush, Lou'

'Stop making me want to see your cute face even more :(('

'It's true, I look bad. Plus I'm wearing my pajamas already, Lou. xx' Harry texted back, a big smile on his face.

'Liar. And you're so cute :))'

Harry smiled wider as he saw his boyfrind’s next text. It was stuff like this, that was probably meaningless to others, that melted the boy’s heart and made him love Louis even more. ‘I love you too but I look bad so no pic xxxx’

'What? How? I don't believe that, it's impossible, you always look good :)))♥' he texted back, feeling cheeky.

Harry smiled, laying back down on his bed and staring at the ceiling happily. He couldn’t believe how much his life had improved ever since he met Louis.

Even if their text conversation was pretty much done and even if they haven't talked for like, 20 minutes, Louis felt like sending a 'I love you a lot xxxxxx' with a selfie of him smiling.

'We can do that today, I don't think my mum will mind if I'm in my room while we do it' Harry texted back while his mum made dinner.

'Awesome xx' he replied, relaxing in his bed and smiling like a fool. God, he was so gone for that boy.

Harry woke up with his mom shaking his body awake. At first, he was a bit shocked and nervous, afraid that he and Louis had overslept and she would be mad at them. As he looked at his side and around the room, he sighed in relief, seeing Louis was nowhere to be found. “Why so jumpy, Harry?” his mother asked and the curly haired boy simply shrugged it off as  a bad dream. Moments later, when his mum was gone, he saw Louis’ text and smiled, texting him back. ‘Love you too. Mum’s home and doesn’t suspect a thing xx’

Louis was laying down on his bed when his phone vibrated, making him jump in the air of surprise. 'Awesome!' he texted back, smiling. 'So I'll see you tomorrow? Or maybe we could facetime tonight if you don't have too much homeworks?'