Harry: *Singing to himself* And I hope you don’t run from me...
Louis: For your eyes only, Hazza!
Harry: *Jumps* Jesus! You’re scary, y’know that?
Louis: Well, this is our room so I’m allowed in here, it’s your fault you’re voice is too beautiful for me to stay away!
Harry: Hush Lou, you’re line makes the whole song. Every time I hear it I die!
Louis: Hazza, NO! Don’t die on me please, I’ll stop singing then. If that keeps you alive.
Harry: You know that not what I-
Louis: I never wanna kill my Hazza, it’s decided. I’m not singing.
Harry: That’s not what I meant.
Louis: *Continuing to rant*
Louis: *Stops* What?
Harry: Your voice is amazing, if you stop singing that’s when I’ll actually die. You make me melt baby.
Harry: Yes, now...Daddy I want a hug!
Louis: I couldn’t say no, even if I wanted to!