Lust, Lies, and Forbidden Ties ✵ h.s.

✵ thirty ✵

     Harry had texted me early in the day to say he was angry that he had to cancel, but Marco wanted to meet with him for dinner. He was allowed to say no, but he also didn't want to disappoint. I could totally understand, so I told him it wasn't a problem, and that I would just be hanging out at home instead. There was a paper I had to finish anyway, so it was fine, and I just had more time to work on it. It was probably closer to ten when I got a message from him again, Harry asking if I was still up. It made me laugh, and I wondered if he thought I was some old lady who went to bed at nine in the evening. Then again, if he had canceled his plans, maybe he thought I was going to try and catch up on sleep. Typing back a quick message, I told him I was still awake.

Harry: bless

Bless what?

Harry: you. Did you not sneeze?

your jokes are horrendous 

Harry: thank you, I'm self taught

You are annoying

Harry: thank you, neonata

Anytime

Harry: what are you doing?

I just finished a paper for class. It had to be a hefty ten pages, so I had a BLAST

Harry: Ah college

Did you go?

Harry: I actually graduated from Cambridge

No way! That's awesome!

Harry: I know, I'm just so COOL

Mm, I beg to differ, but graduating from there is cool

Harry: something I did is cool = me, being cool

No that's not how that works

Harry: yes the fuck it is

No

Harry: you're going to get it, I swear

Get what? Sneezed on by you?

Harry: worse

What could be worse?

Harry: I can't say it never mind it's too dirty

Hit me

Harry: uh what?

Hit me? Like hit me with it?

Harry: oh

Why are you acting weird?

Just telll meeee

Harry: sorry, but I cannot tell you

Please!

Harry: no, can't

Harry, the next time I see you, I'm going to tackle you, and hug you, and I won't let you go until you tell me

Harry: you say that as if I'm scared of you

JUST TELL ME