niall: seriously Harry? not replying is very mature.
harry: you know that it's not the same thing.
niall: no Haz, it's exactly the same thing.
harry: I'm not like you. I couldn't do it, not before you texted me first
niall: what the fuck do you mean by that? you couldn't? what kind of person are you? making sure your best mates are doing alright is too much for a pop star like you?
niall: stop texting me.
harry: no Niall, fuck, I didn't want it to end like this.
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Fanfictionharrystyles: is that guy my replacement or..? niallhoran: what? in which harry has ignored niall for six months now and suddenly wants to know who conor is and wants niall to stop seeing the boy.
