Harry:
What do you think of Natalie Imbruglia's song Torn?

Amanda:
Meh, it's alright. Kind of annoying after a while.
Why?

Harry:
We're singing that in a couple days, yikes.

Amanda:
Oh, you picked that song?
I meant to say that I adore that song.

Harry:
Sure! 

Amanda:
Love you.
How'd practice going?
Do you sound any good together?

Harry:
We're sounding good, I think! 
We're working on harmonies at the moment and I'm feeling quite pleased that I get to sing the chorus. Aye, the other lads are being my back-up bitches.
I'm joking, I'm joking!
Liam and I get to sing with the other guys harmonising. 
It's gonna be great.
Zayn's voice is amazing. 
I'm jealous.

Amanda:
I can't wait to hear it! I'm sure you'll all be amazing!
Oh, did I tell you about my weird dream?

Harry:
No but I'm curious now!

Amanda:
I dreamed I came to see you in concert but not on The X Factor but a proper show where you'd won and become ridiculously successful.

Harry:
I've been having the same dream for a long time, Mands. 
Haha! But that's so cool!
Maybe it's a sign?
Are you part fortune teller? Cos if you are, I love you even more right now.

Amanda:
Who's to say that dream was about you though? 
I could have been dreaming about myself and I now know what I'll be doing in a few years time - going to a concert.

Harry:
Stop bringing me down, you wicked girl ;)
How do you know it was in a few years time?

Amanda:
You had your long hair again :)
Which, I'll have you know, I'm very happy about seeing again.

Harry:
Aw, babe! I'm happy that I made you happy in a dream.
...
Had any OTHER weird dreams about me? ;)

Amanda:
Yeah, I dreamed we had sex by the beach and then I chopped your dick off and fed it to the sharks.
It was awfully pleasant. 

Harry:
You're making me very paranoid about being near the beach, Amanda. 
Perhaps that fortune telling thing IS real and someone here will get injured down on the sandy shores?
...
If I lose my dick because of you, I swear to God.

Amanda:
Haha, how creepy would that be, though?
Haha.

Harry:
So...
Was I good?

Amanda:
Were you good when?
What?

Harry:
You know, in the dream? ;)

Amanda:
Oh. Well, you know how dreams are - all blurry and not very detailed so I'm not so sure.
I can kind of see you as someone who only lasts a couple minutes.

Harry:
You never answered my question though ;)
Was I?

Amanda:
Harry, I don't know! It's not as if I actually felt my dream. 
Jesus, boy.

Harry:
I'm only messing with you! 
:D

Amanda:
Really? Because you seemed pretty determined to know.

Harry:
Well, any guy will want to know if he's good or not, babe.

Amanda:
Funny thing though; both of us are virgins so neither of us would know if the other was good in bed or not.

Harry:
Amandaaaaaa stop ruining it!

Amanda:
Aw, little virgin Styles! 
Love you x

Harry:
With all of this continuous taunting I'm pretty sure that's no longer the case!

Amanda:
Harrryyyyy :(

Harry:
Yes, peasant? 

Amanda:
Ouch.
Peasant? Really?
How old are you?

Harry:
Old enough for you to call me Master ;)

Amanda:
No, stop.
That's just wrong, Harry. Ew.

Harry:
It could have been worse! I could have said Daddy.
Urgh, Daddy shit is so disgusting though. 
What the hell would make someone want to say that during sex?
Like, I can't even comprehend it and I'm the guy here!

Amanda:
I know, ew.
Imagine this, though: what if a girl called her boyfriend Daddy during their intimate moments and then her parents invite her boyfriend over for tea one night. During tea, the daughter says, "Daddy, could you pass me the salt?" and not just her dad but her boyfriend stand to give it to her. Haha!
How awkward! (Just for those of you who are confused - when us British folk say 'tea' we mean dinner. Tea is another word for dinner to us, so it's easy to mix up with a cup of tea. Hope this helps!)

Harry:
Oh, Jesus XD

Amanda:
I know, aha!
Boyfriend: "Excuse me, sir. I think she meant me."

Harry:
Wow, Mands.
You really are dirty minded, aren't you? 

Amanda:
I do learn from the best, after all.

Harry:
Ah, yes. Hazzanator teaches all the peasants how it's done! 

Amanda:
Stop.

Harry:
Hazzanator is in da house!
...
Shit, I need to go now. 
I'll talk to you a little later, OK?
Love you! x

Amanda:
Love you too, have fun and good luck! x