Sunday 10:11AM
Talia -
Come to my house. Bring ibuprofen, I have a headache.
Cora -
I bet you do.
Talia -
Please, RaRa. I wanna see my favourite cousin.
Cora -
Liar.
I'll have to go to the store first to get the ibuprofen.
Talia -
Hurry, please.
Cora -
Would you please stop giving my number to perfect strangers?
Talia -
What are you talking about?
Cora -
Harry Styles.
Talia -
Oh yeah! I remember that now. He wouldn't stop talking about you to everyone all night so I said I knew you and gave him your number.
Did he actually text you?
Cora -
Yes!
Can that be the last time? Please, Lia?
Talia -
I can't make any promises, I'm uncontrollable when I'm drunk.
WHERE ARE YOU? MY HEAD IS THROBBING!
Cora -
I'm at the store. I'll be at yours in five.
Talia -
Fine, hurry up.
And stop texting me because the vibrating is making my head worse.
Cora -
Okay.
Whatever you say.
I'll be there soon.
Waiting at the counter.
Being served.
Paying.
Walking to the car.
Getting in the car.
Mum and dad are asking why you needed ibuprofen. I told them its because your pregnancy is giving you headaches. I think they're going to have a chat to your mum.
Oops.
We are two minutes away now.
Talia -
Fuck off.
Cora -
I love you.
Talia -
FUCK OFF!
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Texting » Harry Styles
FanfictionUnknown - Hello, Corky Gilmore. x Cora - Hello, Unknown. Unknown - It's HARRY! Cora - Hello, HARRY. HARRY, do I know you? Unknown - You must know me. I'm Harry Styles.
