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( sms; ) monte christo
harry: i care about.. and i want..
christo: what are you even saying?
( sms; ) monte christo
harry: i know.
harry: but..
christo: cat got your tongue, sweetheart?
( sms; ) monte christo
harry: yeah. i've always been pretty stupid.
christo: well, i don't.
christo: so, you can get that weird and loved up romance out of your damn head because it's not going to happen. you mean nothing.
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“Do you think I am insane?"
" Do you want me to answer that truthfully?"
( sms; ) monte christo
harry: ....
harry: you and my father would get along real well.
harry: i just thought you wanted me, but you don't.. i have no reason to be mad now, so thank you for clarifying.
christo: you thought i wanted you?
( sms; ) monte christo
harry: because i only have you and you don't even want me and you get whoever the fuck you want, then you come home and treat me like a piece of fucking shit. i fucking cook for you and clean up and do everything you want me to do, and you just lock me up all day and all night and threaten me and only treat me nice when i've got your dick in my mouth and then you fuck other people? fuck you.
harry: i know who i'm talking to and you're not gonna do shit. you don't know why i'm sensitive, all you do is make fun of every fucking thing i do and say because you're a stupid asshole.
harry: i want to hate you. if i pretend i do, then maybe i'll start to
harry: you care about me because as much as you're all i have, i'm all you have.
christo: why the fuck would i give up sex just to save it for you? out of all people? don't make me fucking laugh, harry. do you even realise how annoying you are? no wonder why you had no fucking friends at college. it all makes perfect sense now. i actually feel sorry for you.
christo: you know what? i promised myself i'd never lay a hand on you, but man, i'm so past the point in caring and that i reminded myself; when have i ever kept a promise? so you better watch your fucking ass when you get home. don't you dare disrespect me, and call me shit like that. don't you dare.
christo: hate me, then. couldn't give a flying shit.
christo: i don't care about you, alright? i have other people. stop flattering yourself.
( sms; ) monte christo
harry: yes
harry: fuck you, maybe you're the dramatic dick fuck out of us, stop fucking picking on me i'm sick of it. maybe i act this way because you're a twat and i hate you
harry: yeah you do, that's why you won't lay a hand on me.
christo: why...
christo: who the fuck do you think you're talking to? it's not my fault you're so sensitive about every little goddamn thing. you don't hate me, though. you and i both know that.
christo: shut the fuck up
( sms; ) monte christo
harry: cool.
harry: fine, i'll do whatever the fuck you want me to do and i'll just sit here and shut up like the good boy i am ---- happy?
harry: because you care about me, retard.
christo: are you angry?
christo: will you just shut the fuck up for once without having the need to be all dramatic? you're worse than my sister when she was on her period. i can't keep up with you. god's sake, man.
christo: no i don't