sleeping in a house with children three nights a week is the best form of birth control
congratulations on reading the book before it was made into a film
you win: nothing
bonus points for complaining about the changes that were made during the adaptation process
you still win: nothing
title: figure my heart out
summary: Glancing up at the departures board, Harry shifts the bag on his shoulder and thanks whatever god listening at that moment that it’s the middle of the night, and that there aren’t any fans around.
or the one where it all starts when liam texts harry in the middle of the night from eight timezones away.
figure my heart out on ao3
authors note: ahh this is my first fic and it’s for payneslouis' birthday so like. yeah. unbetaed and unbritpicked so any mistakes are my own. byeee