Probably the longest chapter in history.

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Louis woke up early Friday morning, eyes raw and red with a still-runny nose. He used his pillow case to wipe away the snot before sitting up and looking around.

The hotel room was filled with light. Louis wrinkled his button nose and crawled out of bed, going into the hotel's kitchen and seeing a plate of eggs on the table.

But no Harry.

Sighing, Louis dismissed the plate of food and went into the living room. There was a clock on the wall that showed to Louis that it was past noon. He rubbed his eyes in surprise before laying on the couch and watching television for a while.

There was a loud ring through the hotel room and Louis reached over to grab the hotel phone.

"Hello?"

"Louis?"

"That's me. Who is this?"

"It's Peyton. From last night," came the reply and Louis sighed.

"Hi. What's up?"

"Would you like to go out to eat tonight? Y'know, learn each other?" Peyton asked.

"Um..."

"You can have friends, Louis. I want to be your friend."

"Okay... I suppose I can come since I don't have plans."

"Oh... Your boyfriend can come, too..."

"I don't know where he's at," Louis mumbled, scratching his wrist.

"Oh.... Well, I'll see you at the Crab Shack at six?"

"Yeah, mate. I'll see you," Louis replied, hanging up and falling back onto the couch.

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Louis sat, feeling a little awkward, on the balcony of the Crab Shack with a dressed-up Peyton sitting across from him.

Louis adjusted his collar, watching Peyton eat crab meat like it was nothing. Louis picked at his shrimp fettuccine, wondering if Harry ever made it to the hotel to find his note.

It was a simple 'hey, Harry, I don't know if you'll read this, but I'm out for dinner & I'll be back later'. The end. Louis was more disappointed than angry about Harry's absence on these last few days.

"How are you, Louis?" Peyton spoke up, eyeing Louis across the table.

"Fine, I guess," Louis lied, biting into his shrimp. He wrinkled his nose, not wanting to eat but not wanting to look suspicious.

"Are you ready for dessert?"

"I'm okay," Louis replied, shrugging.

"Well... I'm going to the restroom," Peyton said, standing up and darting away.

Louis sighed because he must be boring the poor lad.

Suddenly, there was a plate pushed in front of him. Louis raise his eyebrows at the waitress, who smiled and left.

Oreos.

Louis took the one from the top and broke it apart, ready to graze his teeth across the icing when a glimmer caught his eyes. Louis dropped the cookie in shock just as Harry dropped down in front of him.

Beautiful, wonderful, living Harry.

Harry pulled the ring out the frosting, chuckling as he used a napkin to wipe it off, Louis gaping at him.

"Hey, Lou," Harry whispered, looking up shyly into his boyfriend's eyes.

"Hey, Harry."

"I'm not going to make this extravagant... But I want to let you know that I've been planning this since we left. And I'm sorry I haven't been around the past few days. I planned on proposing two days ago, but you left the hotel. So I met up with Peyton and got his help."

Louis eyes watered as he watched Harry talk, moving his lips neatly around his words.

"Louis Tomlinson," Harry breathed out, taking Louis's hand. People started looking over. "I love you so, so much. We argue and we have moments where we just can't agree, but I love you more than I love myself and you can understand this, I hope. I want to spend my life with you, the man who turned me to a different point of life. I want you to be my husband, my life, and my queen. Will you marry me?"

"Just kiss me, idiot," Louis sobbed out, jumping to press his lips to Harry's.

~~~

"You okay?" Harry whispered, rubbing his thumb along the band of Louis's engagement ring.

"I am," Louis replied shyly, smiling a bit.

Harry looked out the plane's window before looking back at Louis and kissing him quickly.

"What was that for?" Louis giggled, blushing.

"I can't help it. I want to kiss you every second of the day."

"Sucks," Louis responded.

"I want to do that, too," Harry responded cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows. Louis rolled his eyes.

"When will we get married, Harry?" Louis asked after a small amount of time.

"Whenever you'd like."

"Tomorrow."

"Louis," Harry scowled, kissing Louis's nose. "I'm serious."

"Soon," Louis said instead, smiling at his love.

"Soon," Harry agreed.

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(Ziam smut. If you don't want to read, skip to the next ~~~)

Liam shuffled through his apartment to answer the door, dressed in sweat-soaked clothes, wiping the chalk from his knuckles.

Liam opened the door, blushing when he saw Zayn. Liam honestly looked like shit.

"Hey, babe... I didn't know that you were coming over," Liam muttered, scratching his neck.

"Neither did I," Zayn breathed out, before jumping forward and pressing his lips to Liam's.

All Liam could think was ew because he was sweaty, but Zayn smelled like sweet cologne and cinnamon cookies and Zayn.

"God, yoy need a shower," Zayn mumbled against Liam's lips and the younger bursted into laughter, a blush coating his cheeks.

"I was working out. Might start touring again. I found what I wanted to find," Liam said, a twinkle in his eye.

"What was that, the thing you were looking for?" Zayn asked, closing the door with his foot.

"You," Liam breathed, smiling. Zayn smiled back, hazel eyes glittering and tan cheeks stretched into his wide smile.

"I want to kiss you again, but you seriously need a wash."

"Wanna help?" Liam asked, cheekily wiggling his eyebrows.

"Go wash up, knocker."

Liam did wash up, taking twenty minutes as Zayn sat on the couch, sketching in his leather journal.

Liam came out, dripping wet, wearing loose basketball shorts and no shirt. Zayn glanced at him before returning to his sketch, blushing scarlet.

"So... We're a couple now?" Liam started, sitting beside the red-faced Zayn, who smiled a bit.

"Yeah, we are."

Liam grinned, lifting Zayn's chin and giving him a light peck. Zayn went to pull away when Liam pushed him back onto the couch suddenly, dropping Zayn's book to the ground, his pencil tumbling after it.

Zayn gasped when Liam's rough hands slid under his olive-green shirt, pulling it off. Liam took this time to explore Zayn's mouth, experiencing his taste and his touch because now Zayn was gripping Liam's neck.

Liam left Zayn's mouth to kiss along his tan neck, making sure to leave bruises visible even on the dark skin.

Liam hesitantly ran his finger along the outside of Zayn's skinny jeans, testing the waters, but Zayn only whinpered, causing Liam to smirk and unbutton the tight jeans before wriggling them down his legs. Liam was back on Zayn's neck in seconds.

It was so, so hot in Liam's apartment and Zayn was sweaty but Liam didn't mind because it was Zayn and anything he does is a turn-on.

After Zayn's boxers were gone, it was awkward. The two kissed for a bit, both afraid to make a move. Zayn got up the nerve, sliding down Liam's shorts. He was naked underneath.

Zayn smiled, wrapping his arms around Liam's neck to pull him in for another sweet kiss before Liam was scrambling up and out of the room, back in seconds, blushing and holding a thin wrapper and a bottle.

"We don't have to have sex," Liam mumbled, seeing Zayn's uneasy expression.

"No, I'm just... I've never done it with a guy," Zayn explained, looking up at the ceiling in shame. Liam smiled softly, moving over to Zayn and straddling him.

"Zayn, we really don't have to. I can blow you or-"

"No. I want you to feel good, too," Zayn spoke softly, eyes watering up.

Liam sighed, kissing right under Zayn's wet eyes. "As long as your happy, baby. I can handle myself later, yeah?"

"No," Zayn insisted, bringing Liam down again.

Liam has had sex with a guy before, so he knew what to do and how to handle it. His fingers were covered In lube and he was gentle as he pushed into Zayn's hole with his lubed fingers.

Zayn wriggled around, uncomfortable. His eyes were already watery, so now he was crying, silently, looking up at Liam.

The sting eventually went away and Zayn felt a bit better, nodding. Liam moved his finger in and out before pushing in another finger, making Zayn yelp in both pain and pleasure.

"Hey, Zayn?" Liam whispered, nudging the older lad's nose.

"Hm?"

"This is rather cheesy... But I think I love you."

"It's always during sex when people say it," Zayn mumbled, laughing softly.

"Yeah, but that's okay, right?"

"'Course."

Liam finished fingering Zayn with ease, ready to just been in him, so he slid on a condom after pulling out his finegrs, lubing up his plastic-covered erection with ease.

Liam was In Zayn without much trouble, pushing into his tight heat. Zay gripped Liam's bicep, making the bigger guy tense up and wait.

Zayn tapped Liam's arm for assurance and Liam kissed Zayn's lips a few times before pulling out and pushing back in. It was quick and a bit sloppy because it was their first time together.

Liam's hand found Zayn's throbbing dick and began to pump it, having Zayn hit release almost instantly. Liam wasn't far behind.

Liam fell onto Zayn's chest, out is breath.

"We should do that more ofteb," Zayn breathed out, making Liam laugh and kiss him.

~~~

"Harry," Louis called as he munched on an Oreo.

"Baby?" Harry replied, peeking his head in the living room from the kitchen. "You okay?"

"Yeah... I was thinking about wedding theme..."

"What's your idea?" Harry asked, eyes bright.

"How about... Oreos?"

"Oreos?" Harry repeated.

"Yeah... Like a black and white theme," Louis muttered shyly.

"Wow... Lou, that's brilliant!" Harry complimented, running over to press his lips to Louis's, pushing the small man back onto the couch.

"You're adorable," Louis praises, running his hands through Harry's curly hair.

Harry rolled his eyes. "I am sexy! You're the adorable own."

Louis giggled, kissing Harry again with a bit of self-satisfaction. He was happy to have Harry in his life.

"I love you, Tommo," Harry whispered, kissing Louis again, pulling the small lad up to his chest.

"I love you, Styles. More than you'll ever know."

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Almost 2k words.... Stay tuned for the epilogue! I'll have it soon. Would you like to see:

Harry and Louis's wedding

OR

Harry and Louis in the future

Last personal question!

Who has turned out to be your favorite character in this book?

I have enjoyed writing each character, so I thank you guys so much for being actor. Harry has been my favorite to write about because his life has been complicated and he had a good story built up, but it was the same with Louis because of his sass and level of immaturity.

I love you guys so much! Vote for an epilogue idea! I'll see you soon! Xx