Texting Harry Styles

Gifts

Harold: hey it's harry, sorry about that. It was louis being a dick per usual

Lana: I thought so :-p

Harold: I'm looking forward to seeing you l8r

Lana: I saw you like three hours ago

Harold: ugh I was trying to be romantic. God at least play along Lana banana

Lana: fine. I can't wait to see you baby I miss you so much xxxxxx

Harold: I miss you too xxxxx my heart is aching xxx

Lana: do you also have shooting pains up and down your arms?

Harold: I'm not having a heart attack if that's what you presumed.

Lana: kinda. Anyway, let's continue. I would do anything to see you right now xxxxxx

Harold: good thing I'm at your door then with flowers xxxxx

Lana: wait are you actually?

Harold: ;)

I leave my phone on the glass coffee table and open the front door. Harry is not there. But on the floor is a large box wrapped in black shiny paper. God I hope it's not some expensive gift or something. I open it cautiously and gasp.

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