anonymous_: Can you send me a picture of you?
happiness_: Is this how you start a conversation?
anonymous_: Well, sort of. So?
happiness_: No. Why would you want a picture of me?
anonymous_: So I can look at your picture?
happiness_: What answer is that?
anonymous_: An answer?
happiness_: And what an answer.
anonymous_: So...?
happiness_: What?
anonymous_: Picture?
happiness_: What picture?
anonymous_: Are you fooling around with me? I just told you!
happiness_: What did you tell me?
anonymous_: Yeah, are you fooling me?
happiness_: I didn't say that, you said it, so...
anonymous_: Ugh, so?
happiness_: So what?
anonymous_: MEGAN!
happiness_: HARRY!
anonymous_: So?
happiness_: So what?
anonymous_: Not again.
happiness_: But what did I do?
anonymous_: I want a picture with you!
happiness_: And I told you that I don't send it to you! Why don't you understand?
anonymous_: So babe, send a picture?
happiness_: Do you still want this?
anonymous_: Yes.
happiness_: Until when?
anonymous_: Until you send it to me.
happiness_: You know me, you've seen me. You don't need a picture of me.
anonymous_: I also saw you naked... oops!
happiness_: DID YOU SEE ME HOW?
happiness: AND YOU DON'T ANSWER?
happiness: AGAIN?
happiness: Agh, what a drunk b!tch you are! And you leave me like that. You're a sucker!
...
anonymous_: Have you changed your mind?
happiness_: About what?
anonymous_: A picture of you.
happiness_: Are you still with the picture?
anonymous_: Yes...
happiness_: No, I'm not sending you any pictures. I told you before, you saw me. You know me. I should ask you for a picture, but it's not my type to do that.
anonymous_: Even if you asked me, I wouldn't send it to you. I'm waiting for the right moment.
happiness: You and this moment.
anonymous_: Yes.
happiness_: How long until the "right time"?
anonymous_: Mhm.
happiness_: Are you in love?
anonymous_: Mhm...
happiness_: Do I know the person?
anonymous_: Mhm...
happiness_: Are you done with this "mhm"? Piss me off!
anonymous_: Mhm...
happiness_: Really?
anonymous_: What?
happiness_: You are annoying!
anonymous_: So do you!
happiness_: No! You!
anonymous_: You!
happiness_: You!
anonymous_: You!
happiness_: You!
anonymous_: Oh yes! I knew I was irresistible!
happiness_: Did I say that? I do not think.
anonymous_: Mhm...
happiness_: Again?
anonymous_: Again!
happiness_: Agh...I'm fed up!
anonymous_: I don't!
happiness_: I do!
anonymous_: I don't really think so. You like to talk to me, to tease you.
happiness_: I...
anonymous_: You what?
happiness_: Talk to you later. Bye Harry!
anonymous_: Ok, Megan... Three days, don't forget. Three!
...
harry: Good morning beautiful!
megan: Oh my gosh, Harry! What did you mean "three days"? Shall we meet then?
harry: Maybe yes, maybe not!
megan: You mean?
harry: I don't know yet. Maybe yes. We will meet then. I do not know!
megan: You don't have to snap at me!
harry: But I didn't!
megan: It seems so.
harry: Then sorry, sensitive!
megan: I'm not sensitive!
Harry: Yes!
Megan: No!
Harry: Yes!
Megan: No!
Harry: Yes! You are!
megan: Well... let it go, Harry.
Harry: Why?
megan: You annoy me!
harry: did i do that?
megan: Um... yes?
Harry: Yes?!
megan: Yes Harry. You did this. What surprises you?
harry: You naked! ;)
megan: Speaking of which, when have you seen me naked?
harry: What can I do to you if you leave the window open and the curtains drawn? A wonderful sight, you know. P.S. You are beautiful naked!
megan: Please?! You...you...did you really see me naked?
harry: Mhm... What's surprising?
megan: That's my reply!
harry: Now it's mine, beautiful!
megan: Thief!
harry: I'm your thief!
megan: No, you're not!
harry: I'm not now, but I will be soon.
megan: How do you know that? Are you clairvoyant?
harry: Maybe yes, maybe not!
megan: And those words?
harry: Again!
megan: Ugh...
harry: Mr...
megan: Damn it.
harry: Damn it!
megan: You're evil!
harry: And you're evil!
megan: What can I say, drunk boy!
harry: You're funny.
megan: I know, right? *sarcasm*
harry: Of...
megan: What "of"?
Harry: Offline?
Megan: Huh?
Harry: Oh, nothing.
Megan: Okay.
Harry: Okay!
...
Harry: Hey, hey. Who is?
megan: A drunken b!tch who wouldn't let me sleep. What do you want?
harry: You... in my bed... under me... naked.
Megan: God! What dreams do you still have!
harry: And you don't think that one day you will end up like that? Naked under me and in my bed?
megan: Daydreaming.
harry: I bet?
megan: ok, on what?
harry: Well, if you're going to be mine - I'm sure you're going to be - you'll remain mine and only mine. And if you win, I'll leave you alone forever and you'll never hear from me again.
megan: Ok, I accept the bet. Either way, you won't win.
harry: You have no way of knowing...
I locked the phone and put it in my pocket, I lost all my sleep. Phew, he found the time to send messages. While I was talking to him, I was getting dressed for to go to the park with Maya.
We didn't talk at all with her since I've been getting messages from this Harry. I have to tell someone about this. And she is right person.
I left the house and I headed for my car.
-What do you mean to be his? God Megan, if it is a pedophile?
- Maya, calm down. He's not. He's 21.
I reassure her after telling him everything that happened this week
-How do you know that? Maybe he lied to you!
- He didn't lie to me... I think. I mean, he doesn't look like a 30-year-old.
- I still don't like this guy. What did you say his name was?
- Harry.
- HARRY ? She screams, and I put my hand over her mouth.
- Yes, Harry. What's up with that?
- You know, maybe it's the Harry we know. She says, wagging her eyebrows perversely, looking at me.
I vehemently shook my head.
- No no!
- Oh, come on. You can not know. And the guy is good looking, don't deny that. He is an Adonis of this century.
- Where is my girlfriend from two minutes ago? Who told me to be careful? Oh yes! Went. Now she dreams of Harry. What a friend I have. Yes, I admit. He looks good and is an Adonis. But no I don't think it's him. Although... that would be nice.
- This is my girl. She says and hugs me tight.
-Who looks good? A voice is heard and we both turn to see who it is.
Louis with Harry
- Ahem
- Um...
We both started stuttering looking at each other
one to another.
-Um...? Who? Harry asks.
-Messi!
-Neymar! We both said once and I stopped looking at Maya. What do you mean Messi? I asked. Neymar looks better.
- Believe it yourself! Messi is better!
- Did you have a game with him? I asked her grinning.
- Did you have it? she grins.
-Yes Yes Yes. They both look good. Anyway, don't talk about them. I heard Harry's name so...
Louis interrupted looking at us grinning and Maya blushed. I was just smiling.
-Harry? Which Harry? Maya asked stuttering.
-I wasn't talking about Harry next to you, of another Harry. I said nudging Maya.
-Then which Harry? Harry asked looking over smiling at me.
Ok, I don't like that smile.
- Ah... there is someone who keeps sending me messages.
-And his name is Harry? Harry ask again.
-That's what he told me. Now I don't know what the truth is, I said looking into his eyes.
God, what eyes he has!
- Oh, and how old is he? asked Louis, smiling as well.
-21 years old. I said smiling crookedly.
- So does our Harry.
I looked at Harry and he at me and when he heard Louis' words he slapped the back of his head.
- Ouch, he moaned. What's up brother ? Did I say something wrong? He said putting his hand to the back of his head, massaging.
- Yes, you said a lot, he replied looking at me again. And you haven't met him? He asked.
- They are going to meet soon. Maya answered for me and I growled.
- As soon as possible?
-I do not know! I do not know! I do not know! I exclaimed. I was already full of nerves.
- I'm tired of his messages. I'm tired of him. I don't even know anything about him. And he also saw me naked!
I finally said and Louis choked up at my words.
- N-n-naked? he stammered.
- Mhm... I don't even know how!
- He had this luck and I didn't. It means it's good.
- Yes... I left. I said turning and walking away from them but my phone rang. It was a message. And from him.
harry: do you want to see me? I'm right here next to you.
I stayed with the phone in my hand, looking at the message.
I looked up at him and he was looking at me smiling.
Ah, it's him. He's Harry. And he's here next to me. And that smile will soon disappear.
- You you you! I said walking towards him hitting him in the chest with my finger. Are you! You are Harry. Agh...
- Was it hard for you to figure it out, beautiful?
- Agh... what a drunk b!tch you are. I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!
- I know you love me!