Don't Let Things Die [L.S]

2011

I know I said Monday, but oh well, I got too excited.
See? I suck at schedules!

But it's fine, because I'm sure you were excited too.

First! I want to give some credits to this page. 

https://www.tumblr.com/br1t1sh-sh0wer 

I've been taking all my information from that Larry timeline, it's really complete and I always love to reread all the wonderful stuff these two did for each other through the years, I thought it'd be good to share it if you were in the mood for some old Larry content. 

So, thank you whoever did it. It was really helpful for this story.

Now, I'll have great news soon, so be attentive!

Love you all.

Mag 🦋

2011

The first thing I noticed when we got inside the following memory, was that I was getting really better at this time jumping thing.
I was only supporting a slight headache, my feet stabilized on the ground quicker compared to the times before, and I could swear the numbing black vision was dissolving faster, allowing me to see clearly without a millisecond of delay.

"You're getting better." - Emily affirmed next to me.

"Thanks." - I said, smirking at her. - "I'm good at everything. I just needed time."

"Sure." - She chuckled, sarcastically. - "Pay attention now. Stop wasting my precious time."

"Precious time? You're literally my conscience. You have nothing else to do." - I raised an eyebrow.

"I don't like you." - She said instead, I laughed. - "Just pay attention."

In this memory, I could identify rather quickly what was happening.
Young Louis was sitting in a chair next to a girl filming, she was asking, a now nineteen-year-old-version of myself, a bunch of stupid questions from my past.
Like, how was my first kiss and who was my first celebrity crush.

There, standing a few steps away from young Louis, was an almost-seventeen-years-old Harry, waiting for an interview as well.

My younger self's interview was rather short, two minutes tops; which doesn't mean I wasn't embarrassed as hell just by watching it.

It was pretty bad. We all were bad at interviews then.

"Oh my God. Not this memory." - I groaned, begging Emily to not make me do this.

"Yes, this memory."

"Why?" - I whined. - "Everyone freaking loves this, remembers it. I hate it."

"That's exactly why." - She grinned.

Then, it was Harry's turn to film his interview, sitting in my previous place, being asked the same questions. Young Louis just stood on the side, waiting for him.

"Ehm... my first snog was a girl from school..." - Harry said, rather slowly. - "My first celebrity crush was... Frankie Sandford when I was in S club Juniors and... My first real crush was Louis Tomlinson." - He said, looking up at my younger self for a second, smiling shyly, and then looking at the camera again.