When the video finished Harry just stared, noticing that a bunch of other music videos for 'One Direction' had popped up. "So, we..." he looked at the view count again and shook his head. He couldn't believe a video of him and a bunch of other boys singing about girls and jumping around on a beach could possibly be so popular. "We're in a band? And we were successful?"

Louis snorted out a laugh. "You could say that," he said quietly. "We're not a band anymore, though. We broke up a year and or so ago. It was getting too hard for us to keep making music and raise Luke at the same time."

Harry nodded slowly and looked back at the laptop. Louis leaned over and dragged his finger across the mouse pad and clicked on a different video, once called 'Kiss You' this time. Harry wasn't surprised in the least- it seemed from the last video that they were a boyband so of course their songs would be generic enough to appeal to teenaged girls everywhere.

Almost as soon as it started Harry had to cover his mouth again, trying and failing not to laugh. "Was the animation supposed to be awful?" he asked, glancing over to Louis.

Louis laughed as well and raised his eyebrows. "It was, actually. You have a few tattoos in this one as well, just so you know."

Harry stared at himself on the laptop screen and shook his head slowly. "Is that a handkerchief in my blazer pocket?" he asked, biting back an incredulous noise. He looked ridiculous. He could easily recognize Louis in the video now, dancing in a car with the blonde kid. His hair was up in a sort of quiff and in a buttoned up red shirt, he looked good. Harry decided to keep that thought to himself.

Just before the chorus hit he saw himself run his fingers over Zayn's nipples and he raised his eyebrows, glancing over at Louis again. "I guess we didn't really care much about personal space."

"We lived in each other's back pockets for years," Louis shrugged. "That is literally nothing."

Video Harry turned his head to look at Video Louis as he was singing the lines And let me kiss you and Harry tried not to flush in embarrassment. He'd never been particularly subtle when he found someone attractive, and he'd be surprised if Louis hadn't noticed it straight away.

When the scene changed to all of them in trunks and standing on surfboards, Harry let his eyes roam his body. He did look older in this one, his hair a little less chaotic and he could see the various tattoos scattered along his left shoulder and arm. He looked down at himself, though, frowning when he couldn't place the love banner tattoo on himself.

"Why'd I cover up that tattoo with a sparrow?" he asked, pausing the video.

"It's kind of ties in with a longish story," Louis said quietly, eyes dropping to Harry's sparrows. "They're supposed to be you and me, you know. The bigger one is you, that one is me. You thought you were pretty smart when you came up with the idea."

Harry glanced down at them and yeah, now that he was looking one of the birds was bigger than the other. He was a little shocked that he'd actually tattooed on himself something that would always remind him of another person, but then, things had apparently worked out with Louis if they were married with kids. He wouldn't be surprised if there were more tattoos to do with him somewhere on his body.

"Oh," he said softly and unpaused the video. He noticed that Video Louis didn't have any tattoos on him, as opposed to him now where Harry could see a compass on his arm and several over ink doodles. He liked the way they looked against his skin as much as he liked the way Video Louis looked, all tanned and bare.

Harry chuckled a little at the end of the video, seeing Video Zayn kiss Video Harry's cheek and yeah. They definitely all had personal space issues but he figured he hadn't minded it. He'd always been a cuddly, touchy-feely person.

"So we were in a band," Harry summed up. "And we were successful, and we got married and adopted two kids. That's basically what's been happening the last ten years?"

Louis nodded, shutting the laptop and putting it down on the coffee table. "That's the watered down version, yeah. I had to let you know because I'm gonna have to take you to a specialist to see what's going on in that head of yours, and there's probably going to be paps."

Harry watched him, rubbing his hands over his thighs. "You think I hit my head or something? Got amnesia or something like that?"

Louis sighed and stood up, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know, Harry, but for whatever reason you don't remember ten years of your life and that's not exactly normal."

"Maybe I've just travelled ten years into the future and possessed the future me's body," Harry joked softly, and it earned him a tired smile.