Oh - uh, y-yeah. Never been to one of those, either.
But, hey, who needs a strip club when I have you? Kidding, kidding, I swear. I don’t expect anything from you but your snuggles and kisses. Yeah, yeah, who cares about book smarts. I mean’t street smarts, you’ve got those. I know you do. Oh - well thanks, but you’re cuter in general, so…
How have you not? I’ll have to bring you to one, one day. You don’t expect anything from me but snuggles and kisses? Well, alright. I was going to agree to be your personal little stripper afterwards but since you don’t expect it. Well, I guess I do have street smarts. M’not cuter. You’re the tiny, petite one.
Oh, are club parties fun? Never been to one, ha. I’m a loser.
What are you talking about, Styles? You are a very intelligent young man. Blushing isn’t cute? What planet do you live on? I mean, on some people it makes them look like they got a makeover from Honey Boo-Boo, but on you - you look like an angel.
Fuck yeah, Lou. And they’re even more fun when it’s a stripper club. I get the geek squad of the school to do my homework for me most nights. Haha, Louis. Well, thank you, mister. Though, I think you look pretty darn cute when you blush..
Oh, no, who goes partying without Harry Styles? The answer is no one. If there is no Harry, there is no party.
Don’t play dumb with me, you beautiful thing.
That’s usually the idea. The parties usually happen at my house, if not at a club. And I am not missing a club party. No way, no how. I don’t have to play dumb. Hah, stop, Louis. You’re going to make me blush and blushing isn’t cute.
If I get pass out one more time, I’m out.
Still sick?
