SEMI-HIATUS

                   ”Well, I mean, since I’m your stalker if you started that way, I’d have to follow.”  

                     ".. I guess so," he retorted as he turned around, heading in the direction of the club. Of course, he actually hoped Louis was following behind.

                      “So, is that a yes?”

                          ".. I know a club down the street."

                “Shit, I’m sorry. That’s m’bad. How about dancing? Hm?”

                          ".. I like dancing."

                               ”Maybe, you wouldn’t find me so weird if you’d go out with me. What do you say? Drinks? On me?”

                       "I don't drink. Remember? Schizophrenic."

                            “You keep telling yourself, babe. I think you’d miss me so much, you’d wind up breaking the restraining order yourself.”

                     "I think that's a lot of bullshit. I don't even like you. You're just that weird stalker."

                    “I don’t think you’d last a day without me, to be honest. I have to be growing on you at least a bit by now.”  

                       "I can too last a day without you. I could last a year and be fine."

                “I think you’re giving yourself too much credit here. I do have a life, ya’ know?”

                    "A life. Of stalking me. I think I could get a restraining order. My mom's a top lawyer in London. Dad too."

                       ”I can assure I’m not stalking you. You just refuse to come to terms with what’s actually happening here.”

                "I'm almost positive this is stalking."

Harry & Ben at the hotel in Brazil - 07.05

its time to let go