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"Guys! Ed wrote a song for us. He sent an audio file." Liam shouted.

They had finished one of two shows in Buenos Aires in Argentina and were back on the bus. They could sleep at a hotel if they wanted to but as Louis always said that their tour bus was the only consistency in their lives while they toured a big part of the year and they used to call it their home. Niall, Liam, and Zayn wanted to sleep in a nice bed some nights but Louis usually stayed true to the bus and wherever Louis was, Harry was right by his side.

They all joined Liam in the small living room area and he cranked up the volume on his computer and pressed play on the audio file and soon Ed Sheeran's voice filled the bus.

I got a heart, and I got a soul
Believe me, I will use them both
We made a start
Be it a false one, I know
Baby, I don't want to feel alone

So kiss me where I lay down
My hands pressed to your cheeks
A long way from the playground

I have loved you since we were 18
Long before we both thought the same thing
To be loved and to be in love
All I can do is say that these arms
Are made for holding you, oh-oh
I wanna love like you made me feel
When we were 18

We took a chance
God knows we tried
Yet all along, I knew we'd be fine
So pour me a drink, oh love
And let's split the night wide open
And we'll see everything we can
Living love in slow motion, motion, motion

So kiss me where I lay down
My hands pressed to your cheeks
A long way from the playground

I have loved you since we were 18

Long before we both thought the same thing
To be loved and to be in love
And all I can do is say that these arms
Are made for holding you, oh-oh-oh
And I wanna love like you made me feel
When we were 18

When we were 18
Oh, Lord, when we were 18

Kiss me where I lay down
My hands pressed to your cheeks
A long way from the playground
I have loved you since we were 18

Long before we both thought the same thing
To be loved and to be in love

And all I can do is say that these arms
Are made for holding you
And I wanna love like you made me feel
When we were 18
I wanna love like you made me feel
When we were 18
I wanna love like you made me feel
When we were 18

"Man, even Ed writes songs about the two of you. I really have to write a song soon. I love you guys, but seriously? It's a bit weird to always sing about your love for each other." Zayn complained.

"Sorry, not sorry." Louis smirked.

"It's a great song tho. Ed is brilliant." Liam said.

"I loved it." Harry beamed.

"Of course you did." Niall smirked.

They all went to bed so they would catch some sleep for their show the next evening. They had a crazy schedule. They were playing ten shows in sixteen days on their South America tour, leaving them little time to actually do some sightseeing in all the amazing countries they were visiting, considering they were trying to write songs for a new album as well.

It was a full house at every concert and their fans were amazing. After their last show in Săn Paulo in Brazil, they finally got to do some sightseeing.

They all needed to cut loose. Harry surprised them all by being the one who started drinking early in the day. He was usually the responsible one. Louis and Zayn shared a blunt and Niall and Liam joined in on the drinks but by that time Harry was already tipsy.

Their Hotel was surrounded by screaming fans so their security team had to think outside the box to get them out of there unnoticed. They got hold of a bread van and the boys climbed in the back to hide out. They were all giggling. Harry and Louis were making out. Louis always got extra touchy when he smoked pot.

They managed to get away from the hotel without being seen and went to look at the Christ the Redeemer statue. Harry was extra clingy due to his alcohol intake and he and Louis held hands out in the open. Their management would give them a lecture about it but for now, they didn't care.

They had a great day in Rio de Janeiro and went to a bar later that night. Harry ended up at a tattoo parlor, drunk out of his mind, and got Brazil tattooed on his thigh. He wanted to remember this night for the rest of his life. Louis just laughed and called him crazy but he held his hand while he got the tattoo, knowing what the pain did to his husband. They went back to the hotel after that and had sex for what was left of the night.

The next morning they all sat on a plane back to England with a nasty hangover but it had been worth it. They hadn't cut loose like that in ages.

Mr. Magee called when they got pdf the plane. Louis answered his phone.
"You got married?" Mr. Magee shouted.

"Oh, yes. I hope you called to congratulate us?" Louis smirked.

"How the hell could you get married without informing us?" Mr. Magee questioned. 

"Because you have nothing to do with it and there's nothing you can do about it either." Louis growled and Mr. Magee hung up on him.

"Our lovely management knows now." Louis told Harry.

"It was just a matter of time. It's okay Boobear." Harry answered.

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