Texting » Harry Styles

Seventeen

Saturday 11:02PM

Cora -
Harry?

Harry -
I wanna strip you naked, throw you on my bed and fuck you until you leave scratches on my back.

Cora -
Harry! What the fuck?!

Harry -
Shit! Damn, autocorrect. Sorry, Corky. I meant to say hey.
Hey, baby girl. x

Cora -
You're full of shit.

Harry -
And knowledge.

Cora -
And alcohol.

Harry -
Praise.
You should come to the party.

Cora -
For a smart kid, you never learn.
I don't want to go out.

Harry -
Do you have a reason?

Cora -
Yes.

Harry -
Do you want to tell me the reason?

Cora -
No.

Harry -
Do you want me to leave it.

Cora -
Yes.

Harry -
As you wish.

Cora -
Don't. I know what that means.

Harry -
Nothing gets past you!

Cora -
I read a lot of books and watch a lot of movies.

Harry -
It's party time at my house.

Cora -
I thought we were going to drop the party conversation.

Harry -
Negative. I said I wouldn't ask why you didn't want to come out.
And I wanted to tell you the party is at my house.

Cora -
Really? I couldn't have guessed that from your previous message.

Harry -
Was I too cryptic for you?

Cora -
Totally, I'm too tired to constitute meaning to anything right now.

Harry -
You should go to bed.

Cora -
I can't. That's why I text you.

Harry -
Why not? I can sing you a song, will that help?

Cora -
No, it's not that I can't fall asleep. I'm not allowed.
But let's talk about something else?

Harry -
Okay, baby girl. x
Let's talk to get to know each other properly.

Cora -
I thought you already knew all about me.

Harry -
I'm just being polite.
Okay, let's talk about something different then.
We're playing truth or dare.
It's my turn.
I dared myself to kiss you.
xxxxxxxxxxxx.
Love you, baby girl. x

Cora -
You shouldn't say love unless you truly mean it.

Harry -
Buzzkill.
I like you, baby girl. x
I love TALKING to you.

Cora -
Much better.

Harry -
You're great.
I like grapes.
Great and grapes sound the same.

Cora -
They really don't.

Harry -
I just stood in the middle of my langue room saying 'great' and 'grapes'.

Cora -
Life of the party.

Harry -
You know it!

Cora -
You're a really horrible host.

Harry -
Why's that? Are you here?!

Cora -
No, Harry, sorry. I'm not there. But you're sitting on your phone texting me when you should be entertaining and whatever else they do at parties.

Harry -
But I like you better.

Cora -
I'm just going to leave you, okay? Keep people from jumping off the roof and make sure the drinks are cold. I have work to do here anyway.

Harry -
Okay, Corky. As you wish.
Have a good night, baby girl. x

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