Harry:

I'm not that sexual, am I?

Amanda:

...

...

Harry, you know you are :P

Harry:

Oopsie! ;)

Amanda:

How are you?

Harry:

Good, enjoying our little talks as always :3

Amanda:

I'm basically telling you off right now.

Harry:

It's hot, Mands ;)

Amanda:

Harry, let's move on.

What's up for you today? :)

Harry:

My erect mini me ;)

Amanda:

Do you WANT me to stop talking to you? ;)

Harry:

NO!

Stay, I'm sorry.

Love you hun ;)

Amanda:

Sure.

What you up to?

Harry:

Nothing much, just trying to decide to take your advice about TV shows or not...

The X Factor does sound like fun and I am pretty fabulous, y'know? ;)

Amanda:

OMG, are you actually considering it though? :O

Harry:

I think so? I mean, I can't stay here all my life. I like Holmes Chapel but I really want to get out there and try and do something ... MORE, I guess? You know what I mean? It sounds silly but I love singing, Mands, and I'd love to get somewhere with it.

Amanda:

This means a lot to you doesn't it?

Harry:

Not as much as you mean to me :D

Amanda:

You sappy bugger XD

No, but I think you'd be amazing on a show like that, Harry. I'd definitely cheer you on and I know everyone else here would too. I mean, you are incredibly gifted. I wish I could sing :P

Harry:

I bet you can and you're only being modest about it!

Amanda:

I broke a glass once because my voice was so shrilly...

Then again, my aunt could have been holding it a little TOO tight? :P

Harry:

I'm sure you are fab :)

Amanda:

Thanks, Tarzan ;)

Harry:

Oh...

I think you need to stop calling me Tarzan, Mands.

Amanda:

...

Why? :O

This sounds serious?

Harry:

It is serious ... kind of.

Amanda:

OMG, Harry what is it? Are you OK? :O

...

Harry?

Tarzan-No-More?

...

...

STYLES!

Harry:

I got a haircut...

Amanda:

...

You what?

A/N: Hello! I don't think I've left many author's notes on this story but oh well. Please comment if you vote? I'd love to know why you voted! Please?

Cazza x