You

21

some memories are etched to the heart
and

it can never be forgotten.

---

"paris?" he paused as he turned off the car engine.

"yeah. strolling. and stuff." his head against the car window, making it moist.,

harry chuckled, "we went there because i had a photoshoot with someone. his name was... brad, i think?"

louis nods as he listens to harry.

"but he didn't show up, so we spent our weekend as tourists." he smiled at the memory, "you proposed. end of story."

he went out of the car and went straight to louis' side, opening his door. he helped drunk louis to walk to the entrance and they almost slipped. he couldn't help but smile with fond at louis. sure, he's currently battling his amnesia, but it's like nothing changed.

as soon as they reached their flat room, they went inside--louis almost passed out, mumbling incoherently.

"shh, we're home now love." harry coos as he lays louis down their bed.

he was about to go and get some clothes that louis could change into but he was pulled by the drunk older boy, smothering him with sloppy, wet kisses.

"lou, lou." he pushes himself up and stares at the sweating boy underneath him, "i'll get you some clothes okay? go and rest."

louis nods.

"sleep well, love."

and with that, louis drifts off to his own world. his dreams that are built on his lost memories.

---

the couple arrived at the airport early morning. bags under their eyes and jet lagged. they were exhausted since their flight was a bit late (an hour late to be exact). louis was complaining but harry shushed him with a peck on the lips.

"haz." he stomped his foot like a child, "i'm tired."

"then go to the hotel." he rolls his eyes, "i still need to wait for their text or whatever."

"can't you wait for that at the hotel?"

harry sighs and kisses louis' nose making it crunched, wrinkles appearing at the corner of his eyes. they may have been a long-term couple but every small sweet gestures still gets them.

"fine." he saw louis' beaming smile, oh how he wishes he could pause time and just stare at his love.

"thank you haz!" he jumped and wrapped his arms around harry's neck, he was hanging there.

"let's go." harry smacks louis' ass earning a gasp from the older boy.

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they arrived at the hotel after thirty minutes. the heavy traffic at the airport made it seem an hour.

louis plopped down at the gigantic, soft bed. the covers silky, and red in color which gives it a very romantic vibe. the walls a bit dark too, making harry's gut warm. he knows louis would want to have sęx with him here.