They were behind a couch the next second. Harry looked around the room.
"Where are we?" He whispered.
"A hotel." Louis whispered back.
"Yeah, but when?" Harry questioned.
Before Louis could answer, the door flew open, and their younger selves stumbled inside, making out. Harry gasped when he realized what moment in their past they were about to witness.
"Really?" He mouthed to Louis.
"Sorry." Louis mouthed back with a smirk.
They stayed hidden behind the couch. This wasn't a moment where they wanted to get caught.
"Can I blow you?" Young Louis asked.
Young Harry giggled.
"Of course."
They stumbled their way over to the bed, kissing and undressing. Harry and Louis sat behind the couch, feeling uncomfortable. Harry's eyes were shooting daggers at Louis. Soon, they heard slurping and moaning. Harry put his hands over his ears to try and muffle the sound. Louis looked amused. They didn't look. Seeing your younger self in that situation was just bizarre, and they felt like they were intruding on something really private, even if it was their own moment.
"Lou... please, I want you to..." Young Harry whined.
"What do you want?" Young Louis asked.
"I'm ready to go all the way. If you want to, I mean." Young Harry uttered. Harry cringed behind the couch.
"Are you sure?" Young Louis asked.
"Yeah." Young Harry giggled.
They heard how they both shifted around. Young Louis walked over to their suitcases. Harry and Louis glanced at him from behind the couch, not moving a muscle so young Louis wouldn't see them. He was thankfully focused on finding lube and condoms. He returned to the bed.
"You have to let me know if it hurts, Hazza."
"Okay." Young Harry agreed.
Louis grinned and wiggled his eyebrows at Harry. They both knew that Harry had a pain kink. Harry rolled his eyes at him. Since they had no way of getting out of there without being detected, they had to sit behind the couch and listen to themselves having sex for the first time. Harry was moved by how concerned young Louis was about his wellbeing, constantly asking if he was okay, if he did that right (while opening him up). Louis was lost in his own thoughts, remembering how young Harry had put all his trust in him, giving himself to him like that.
The actual sex was over quickly (thankfully).
"That was amazing." Young Harry panted.
"It was. Are you sure, though? It doesn't feel weird for you? I mean, to have me there?" Young Louis asked.
"At first, maybe, but then it felt good. Next time, we should try and find my prostate. I've read that's a thing." Young Harry giggled.
Harry and Louis both smirked behind the couch. It sure was 'a thing'.
"Yeah, I'm gonna read up on that. I'm sorry I couldn't find it now." Young Louis said, sounding embarrassed.
"It's okay, Lou. Really. It was a great first time." Young Harry tried to reassure him.
"Harry?" Young Louis said.
"Yeah?"
"Uhm, I... I love you." Young Louis uttered.
"I love you too!" Young Harry immediately replied, sounding happy.
Their older selves sat quietly behind the couch. Their younger selves fell asleep. Harry peeked from behind the couch to make sure that was the case before he turned to Louis to whisper.
"Why this moment?"
"It's pretty obvious, isn't it? It was our first time, and our first I love
you's." Louis whispered back, looking emotional.
"Yeah, it was a sweet moment." Harry said quietly.
"Apparently, not special enough for you to put it in your list. It clearly meant more to me." Louis snorted. He looked hurt.
"No, that's not true. This was one of the first moments that came to mind when Niall asked us to compose a list. I even wrote it down, but we only had five moments, and there are others... I'm glad you put this on your list. I love this moment that we had. It's special. I was so happy here. So, so happy. I hope you know that?" Harry whispered softly.
"Even though I didn't find your prostate?" Louis smirked. He looked happier.
"You really made up for that later. That didn't matter. Our first time was perfect, Lou. I have never felt more close to you than I did at that moment and when you told me that you loved me afterward I just wanted to cry because it made me so happy that you felt the same way." Harry smiled.
"It was the same for me." Louis smiled.
They locked eyes, and suddenly, they were behind another couch in another hotel room.
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FanfictionSomeone who wants to be anonymous asked me to write a Larry time traveling fic. Niall won't have it. Louis fucking Tomlinson had the audacity to tell him that he and Harry were getting a divorce! Well, not on his watch! They just had to be reminded...
