"Wooow!" - I shouted when the song ended.
                          
"I really felt that." - Louis added.
                          
"Louis?" - James asked and Louis turned into his seat to look at him.
                          
"What?"
                          
"Tell us the real story behind this song."
                          
"Mm, I mean, I think it explains by itself. I don't know. This song was the first one we wrote together that they actually allowed us to put in the albums. So besides the lyrics, it meant a lot to us."
                          
"So you both made more songs together besides that one?"
                          
"Yeah." - I said. -"I mean back then we used to write like seven or eight songs each, then we chose between all of them and recorded the album."
                          
"I'm pretty sure we all want you to show us those lyrics."
                          
"We'd never do that." - Louis said and laughed.
                          
"Did you just quote yourself?" - I laughed and James followed my lead.
                          
"So how are you handling all of this? It's been eight months since I got the two of you in my lounge."
                          
"Yeah, eight months of freedom." - I added.
                          
"It feels good." - Louis said.- "I mean, it's what we always wanted, so..."
                          
"This makes me so happy guys. I want to hug you. C'mere." - James said in his crying voice and extended his arms from the backseat.
                          
"I'm driving, James." - I laughed.
                          
"Let's tune another Larry song!" - James shouted.
                          
"Here we go." 
                          
James stood up and pressed the button for the next song to play.
                          
"I think you're going to like the next one, Harold." - James said.
                          
And immediately 'Habit' Started coming through the speakers and Louis laughed.
                          
"I always said that I'd mess up eventually
I told you that, so what did you expect from me?
It shouldn't come as no surprise anymore
I know you said that you'd give me another chance
But you and I knew the truth of it in advance
That mentally you were already out the door
Never thought that giving up would be so hard
God, I'm missing you and your addictive heart
                          
You're the habit that I can't break
You're the feeling I can't put down
You're the shiver that I can't shake
You're the habit that I can't break
You're the high that I need right now
You're the habit that I can't break"
                          
When the song ended, James started speaking again.
                          
"I'm pretty sure that when you wrote this it wasn't called Habit, it was more like 'you're the Harry that I can't break', right?" - James said and Louis and I laughed.
                          
"Not really, no. But the name Habit was put on purpose."
                          
"Why?"
                          
"Because of the H." - I added.
                          
"You guys are so cute." - James said and pretended he was crying. -"I really want you to kiss right now. I'm just going to stare at you from here." - James said and accommodated himself with his head between our seats.
                          
"I'm not going to give you that privilege, James."- Louis said.
                          
"C'mon, just one kiss. Everyone at home wants a kiss too."
                          
"Ok, but stop staring like a pervert creep." - I said and stopped the car on the side of the road so I could turn to face Louis.
                          
"James back off." - Louis said, and James gave us space.