~2 years later~

Louis Tomlinson: 28 years

Harry Styles: 26 years

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*Louis' POV*

I looked at the shining torchlights. They were all around me, reminding me who I was.

Niall was standing right front, eating popcorn from the packet in the girl's hands who was standing next to him. For all I knew, she was annoyed of that.

I spotted a sign far behind which read 'You're the reason my parents still have a daughter' and a warm familiar feeling erupted in my chest, making me proud of who I was.

I then saw a sign which read 'Kiss Harry for me!" Duh. Of course, I will. He's mine.

I then cleared my throat and said," Okay, you know this." As soon as they all heard what I was referring to, cheers of joy erupted from the audience as I saw a few pride flags coming up in my line of sight. And I started.

Pour mercy, mercy on me, set fire to history
I'm breakin' my own rules, I'm cryin' like a fool
Tall stories on the page, short glories on the fade
I been close enough to touch, but I never cared for love

It's a church of burnt romances
And I'm too far gone to pray
It's a solo song and it's only for the brave

Most of them were signing through their tears, as the others waved their flags with all the pride they had in their hearts. Proud of who they were.

If the truth tell, darling, you fell
Like there ain't enough dying stars in your sky
It's a tall tale, and it's only hello, hello, no goodbye (Goodbye)

Pour mercy, mercy on me, I'll fall upon my knees
And they'll say, "I told you so
Come on, when you know, you know"
All the lonely shadow dances from the cradle to the grave
It's a solo song and it's only for the brave

A beat of silence. All of them were trying to collect themselves as I spoke into the mic, "Well, thank you! You have been amazing, see you next year!" With that I left the stage, not before blowing a billion kisses to all the precious people gathered there. They meant everything to me. My fans. The best fans of the world. That felt so nice.

As I went backstage, someone wrapped themself around me. I sighed, he was still here? I hugged them back as I inhaled deeply. What a thief. "Oi! You stold my scent." I complained.

Harry pulled back, giggling, and said, "'Cause I missed you, you fool." I smiled as I ran a hair through his overly messy curls. "I'm so proud of you, Lou. You made it, baby."

I smiled wider, saying, "Not me. We made it, baby. We made it." He beamed as he pulled me in for a breathtaking kiss. As breathtaking as he was. I kissed him back with all the love I had in me, as passionately as I could.

A not-so-subtle click of camera had us annoyed. Harry pulled away and rested his forehead against mine as I looked sideways to see Niall standing with his iPhone. Zayn had closed Niall's mouth with his hand, as Liam was trying hard not to laugh.

Once they realized they had interrupted us, Zayn said, "I tried my best okay? I kept my hand on his mouth to avoid the unnecessary comments. Not my fault he couldn't stop taking pictures."

"It's for the presentation, Zayn. 'Larry kissing after Louis' first ever tour show'. You don't understand how important it is to me." Niall reasoned as Liam rolled his eyes.

"Honestly though, Amelia is quite annoyed herself. That Niall's much invested in making Larry presentations than spending time with her, let alone make a presentation on their own relationship. Poor Amelia." Liam said, sighing deeply.

Harry then asked me, "After lunch, can we go to meet mum and Gemma?" "Of course, we can, Mr. Styles." I said, bumping his nose playfully.

He blushed and said, "I'm not in business mode here, Mr. Tomlinson." "And I'm not Mr. Tomlinson to my fans." I said and Harry grinned. He said, "You will always be Mr. Tomlinson to me though, that's the Louis I met."

"Alright, asshole."

"You got me, dickhead."

We both laughed at the memories. Those days seemed like ages ago. Not to mention that Harry still called me a dickhead whenever we got into an argument, and I always replied with 'asshole' to end the fight. It always worked.

Zayn said, "Alright, so I'm wanted at home. I need to go. Khai has a ballet performance tomorrow-" "-which we're taking her to. Not you." Harry and Niall interjected. I laughed. Zayn rolled his eyes and asked, "Remind me why can't I take her myself?" "Because we promised her we'll be taking her and she was delighted." Niall said and Zayn sighed, "Okay, fine."

Liam intervened saying, "If you're all done, I have my date waiting, I need to go." "Well, so, alright. Harry and I are leaving too, Niall?" I asked. He smiled and said, "My wife's waiting. Gotta go, too."

With that, the three of them left. Harry and I stayed back for a few pictures with the team, after which, we too, left.

Upon entering home, I looked around in awe. It was all spick and span. I remembered leaving it when it was all shabby and messy." Harold, what did you do all day?"

"Well, after dropping you, I came home and took a few calls. After those were done, I asked Zayn to take care of all the rest in the office. I cleaned the whole house and bought you a little something." Harry said, all in one go.

"Bought me what?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows. He looked pale for a while, but surprised me by throwing himself on me, kissing me deeply. I kissed him back with equal strength, my hands tangling them in his curls and pulling him down. He cupped my bum and pulled me closer, grinding against me. I moaned into the kiss as he pulled away saying, "How about lunch, hmm? I'm really hungry."

I swatted his bum playfully and said, "Such a tease." He giggled as I pulled him closer and asked, "Or are you hungry for something else?" 

He sighed, as he closed his eyes and said, "Take me, Mr. Tomlinson."

***

*Harry's POV*

I finally got out of the bedroom after a long steamy session of things. We even had lunch at bed, considering I couldn't walk all the way down to eat and then come back all the way up.

At least all of this diverted Louis from that topic after my sudden slip out. Stupid me. I really hoped he didn't remember that talk and didn't ask about it again.

I was all ready to go to meet mum and Gemma now. I had to ask them a few things before doing the things I was planning to do. Not that they wouldn't accept my decision, but just for them to know about it beforehand like Lots and Jay already knew. I had spoken to them the previous night itself.

Louis was all ready downstairs. I had told him to wear a suit, because I hadn't seen him in one for years. Well, he believed that, and I was grateful.

It was partly true, though. My 24th birthday gift, was Louis renaming our business company to Stylinson Worldwide Enterprises (SWE) and made me its one true head.

He had resigned and ever since, started taking vocal coaching and training. By the year end, Louis had written three songs and recorded several parts of one song. He wouldn't let me listen to any of the songs till his debut album 'Walls' was out last year. And it would be an understatement, if I said that I loved that album with all my heart because it meant much more than those words to me. A feeling I just couldn't describe. Thinking of that feeling always got me emotional, so I just wiped my eyes quickly.

I walked over to my true love and hugged him tightly. I bet he was confused as wrapped his arms around my waist and asked, "Harry, you're limping pretty bad. I'm sorry."

I looked him in the eye and said, "No one limps pretty good, alright? So, it's okay. Stop beating yourself." "But-" "Stop it. Stop. It. Im completely fine." I said with finality and he shut his mouth.

"Ready to go, your Highness?" He asked, holding his hand out.

I smirked, took his hand, and said, "Yes, please."

***

*Niall's POV*

So, according to Harry's plan, we were supposed to arrive at Anne's place at sharp 4pm. We, in the sense, Zayn, Liam, Gigi, Maya, Khai, Amelia and I. Harry was all ready to do what he had been planning for almost two months.

Currently, it was 3:30pm. We all had to meet up  and then reach there together. Amelia was driving and I was taking pictures from my new camera. I had to ensure the video would be in a good quality, so that I could add it to my presentation.

I was much more nervous than Harry, honestly.

***

*Third person's POV*

As soon as Anne opened the door and welcomed the lot in, Harry knew it was time. It was time to do it. Time to decide his future. Their future.

He looked at Louis, sitting on the couch and playing with Harry's nephew, his cousin's son. The sight was so cute, it made Harry's heart swell and his throat thick with emotions.

Harry walked over to Gemma and immediately, she walked over to Louis and took the baby. Harry told Louis, "Lou." Louis looked up at him and said, "Mhm?"

Harry took both of his hands in his and said, "Louis. You're the light in my life. You're my own personal Sun, you're my moon, you're my Earth, you're my own true bright star and you're my solar system. You're the world for me. I don't regret a single second I've spent with you, I don't regret a single argument we've had. I love you with all my being, with all the compassion in me, with all of my soul. Louis, I love you. I love you so much, it suffocates me, and I don't regret that either. There have been so many times in life I felt like I'm going to have no way of expressing my love for you, except this. So, this."

Harry got down on one knee without meeting Louis' eyes, and pulled out a blue box from his pocket. He opened it in his right palm and said, "Will you do the honour of marrying me?"

He finally looked up to meet Louis in the eye, to find him with red puffy eyes. Louis bent down and pulled Harry up. He whispered a tiny "Yes" against his lips before pulling him into a deep long kiss, followed by a big round of cheers, whistles and claps from all the people in the house.

They pulled away and Harry pushed the ring onto Louis' finger, and kissed it. Louis ran a hand lovingly through his dark chocolate curls. Anne hugged both of them and Niall wiped his tears.

Zayn and Liam were debating about who will be the ring-bearer, as Khai ran over to Louis and made grabby hands at him. He quickly pulled her up and held her as she said, "I love you, Uncle Lou Lou." He smiled wide and said, "I love you too, baby."

***

Louis got Harry a bowl of ice cream, to where he sat on the couch watching Die Hard.

He sat down next to him, as Harry cuddled in and rested his head on Louis' neck. Harry pushed a spoonful of ice cream into Louis' mouth and then asked, "When do you think we should get married?"

Louis was thoughtful for a minute. He then said, "Well, this is March... How about September? Towards the end. That will be a good time, don't you think?"

They sat quietly, watching the movie. Harry then spoke up, "Yes. I think it's perfect, Lou. It'll be great." Louis kissed his forehead softly as Harry ate another spoon of ice cream.

"28th September." Harry said, suddenly.

"What?"

"We should get married on 28th September. It sounds right." Harry said. "Okay, alright, why not." Louis agreed.

After a beat of silence, Harry said, "That was the day I first slept at your place. I remember. I was all wasted and... Remember?" Louis' eyes misted at the memories, "Oh, God. Yes. Yes. That'll be perfect, Harry, yes!"

Harry grinned and kissed him on the lips as Louis pulled him closer and closer.

Harry pulled back and said, "Take me to bed, you sexy singer." Louis chuckled and said, "Of course, your Highness."

Louis knew he would never get tired of carrying Harry from the couch to the bedroom every single night.

And Harry knew he would never get tired of Louis taking him to bed every single night.

This was their life together. Their future together.

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