| It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry... And forget to live.
Stats: One Daddy, One Papa, One Lost Girl, One Lost Boy, One furry barky thing, One shy turtle, One noisy bird, Two angry cats, and lots and lots of love.

Like… home home? Like back to our house in London, where we used to live home? Like where we talked about spending Christmas and raising our family home? Are you fucking with me?
Home, home. Like back where we used to live before we got together and back where we talked about all our plans and where we can we closer to all our families and…. Home, Louis. I’m dead serious.

How could I say no to that. On my way, love.
Then you should stop and just come here.