age: 18

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When Harry turns eighteen, he's working.

Well, working and playing, because you don't bring five boys to LA, no matter who they are and expect them to spend the whole time filming a TV show.

It's kind of shitty, not being home to have his first legal drink on the day of his birthday, but he can't bring himself to care too much, because it's not like he hadn't drunk before, and he didn't expect the experience or the hangover following it to be much different, just because he was legal.

Louis is the one who wakes him up in the morning, and the second the 'Happy Birthday' slips out of his mouth, as he throws a pillow at Harry's mop of curls, Harry remembers his wish from last year.

Love.

And he thinks, for the first time, that maybe, just maybe, he's found it. But he wishes once more, just in case.

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