"It's 1945, of course," he says confidently.
"No, Harry. It's 2022," Louis corrects, confusing Harry even more.
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Or,
Harry Styles, a pilot from World War II, gets taken down in a storm and somehow ends up in 2022.
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"But then I remember, that now, you're free. You don't have to worry about any of that now. You're free Louis. To do whatever. And I know that you're gonna worry about me, you always have. You're gonna worry that I'm not free. That I can't be myself, but guess what? I'm going to get there someday. I'm going to get there and I'll be free and you'll be free and- we can dance forever."
(edit 7/6/2021: this is literally so bad wtf im sorry)