After Louis talked to his younger self for what felt like hours about his career, friends, family his 18-year-old self asked another question. "Do we fall in love?" Louis smiled a faint blush tinted his cheeks just by the thought of the love of his life. "Yeah." He said faintly. "Is she pretty?" His younger self asked. "He is gorgeous perfect even but of course he would just deny it." Louis thought of the multiple times he told his husband how perfect he is to which he would shake his head and say timidly 'no you are.' "He?" The younger version of him asked snapping him out of his trance. "Yeah don't worry you know him." He said cheekily. "Well what's he like?" The 18-year-old asked getting more excited already thinking of boys that is his possible future significant other. "He is the sweetest, the most charming person you'll ever meet." Louis sighed fonding over his husband. "Can you tell me who he is?" The teenager whined just wanting to know who he is. "No can do..." Louis paused thinking if it's best to warn the 18-year-old. "But don't worry you'll know soon and when you do whatever you do don't let him go, I did that the first time and it was the worst time of my life." Louis said strictly that mistake almost made him loose his husband and he didn't want to go through that again. "O-ok." The boy stuttered. "Can you give me one last hint?" Louis sighed. "Fine. He has the most adorable smile and the softest curly hair." Louis said he watched as his younger self thought about who it could be and watched as realization hit him. the younger boy smiled his eyes crinkled the 18-year-old was secretly hoping it was him. "Is it Harry?" He asked the 28-year-old he nodded chuckling as he watched the 18-year-old giggle he couldn't be happier with the answer.