"So you wont remember me tomarrow when you awake?"
"Saddly." Harry concludes.
"Ok then take my picture if you so much as wish then." Louis laughs as he readys himself for a photo. Harry digs in his satchel for his old Polaroid his sister got him for his 16th birthday, or in other words when he lost it all. He snapshots the blue eyed stranger he encountered early this morning with a flash of his Polaroid.
"Harry right? If you wont remember me next morning, then why did you take a picture of me?"
"Because thats the thing, i want to remember you."
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HI LOU HERE! SO NEW STORY YAY!
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polaroids&journal entries || larry a.u
Romancein which harry has a condition where he forgets what he does the day before and takes poloroids and writes journal entries to remember
