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"It's done."
The words were barely above a whisper when they left Harry's mouth, but they hit Louis with the force of a freight train. It was done. Holy fuck. They had created a time machine. And tomorrow, they were travelling to the future.
a.k.a. Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles fuck with time, so time fucks with them.
