Harry:
I'm about to head off to meet with the lads!
Wanna do something when I get back?

Amanda:
I thought you were staying the night somewhere?

Harry:
Yeah, at my dad's tonight but we're all going to meet up first and then go back to mine. 
So, do you want to come over and meet them?

Amanda:
I'm surprised you're not worried about me being eyed-up by them all. Four other guys, Harry.
Dun-dun-dun!

Harry:
I know you can fend for yourself.

Amanda:
Can you handle jealousy? 

Harry:
...
Fuck.
Good point.
But it should be fine. So do you want to?
You never know, you could be meeting future super-stars ;)

Amanda:
Oh, well. If I must.
Do I need to watch out for any of them?

Harry:
Hm, not really. Don't let Niall's Irish charm get to you. I know you're better than that, babe.

Amanda:
I'll have you to protect me from his oh-so-powerful charm.

Harry:
Yes, you will.
The Hazzanator strikes again!
Protecting damsels in distress since 1994!

Amanda:
Oh, God.

Harry:
I am a God, remember?
So tall, handsome and powerful.
I can do anything and everything.

Amanda:
Can't stop four other guys from checking out your girlfriend though.

Harry:
Maybe they won't find you attractive?

Amanda:
...
Ouch.

Harry:
No! No, no, no, I didn't mean it like that, Mands!
I meant, like, some people may be attracted to a certain eye-colour or hair colour, you know?
A certain personality or something!
You know what I meant! I'm sorry.
I didn't mean it in a mean way.
...
I love you.
I'm sorry.
Oh, God, I'm so sorry!

Amanda:
You forget that I am very sarcastic and it takes a lot to insult me, Styles, haha

Harry:
And yet me saying your sister was hotter than you had you feeling down?

Amanda:
Fuck you, mate.

Harry:
Ouch.

Amanda:
Sorry.
I love you, Harry.
But you know what I meant!

Harry:
Hmph, you're so mean to me.
I can live with it ;)

Amanda:
Loveeee youuuuuu x

Harry:
Good, 'cause I love you too <3