Louis: is it my night to cook dinner?
Harry: yup! x
Louis: fuck. I'll be home a little later, I have to run to the store after work x
Harry: want me to cook? x
Louis: no way. I want to cook for you x
Harry: alright, back to work, Tommo. all the love x
Louis: no, text me you twat x
Harry: I don't want you getting in trouble off your boss x
Louis: fuck him. Grimshaw is a cunt
Harry: lou, he isn't that bad, besides, he's your boss, so you kinda have to do as he tells you x
Louis: isn't that bad? Are you forgetting the ugly prick flirted with you right in front of my face at the Christmas party? You're mine.
Harry: all yours. you don't even need to worry about that. he might boss you around but you're the real winner here, you have me ;) x
Louis: you're right. I gotta go, Niall's begging me to help him with something 😩
Harry: see you tonight, babe x
Louis: yup. love you x
Harry: want me to run to the store for you and get the chicken, Parma ham, mozzarella and potatoes? x
Louis: how'd you know I was making that? x
Harry: I know you too well. "Chicken wrapped in Parma ham stuffed with mozzarella with a side of home made mash" 😘 x
Louis: you guessed it. I'll grab it, baby, you finish the housework ;) haha. Really gotta go, love you xo
Harry: love you ❤️ x
