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ALSO I RLLY WANT AN INTERNET BEST FRIEND THAT I CAN LIKE BE BFF'S WITH AND THAN MEET UP AND DO THAT COOL LIKE RUN AND HUG KIND OF THING SO YEAH SOMEONE GIMMIE THEIR LIKE TWITTER OR SNAPCHAT OR NUMBER OR SMTH THROUGH LIKE DM OR SOME SHIT SO THAT WE CAN TALK AND BE BEST FRIENDS YAYAYY

I've been waiting for so long for this chapter so yay

wAIT SOMEONe TELL ME IM FUNNY BC gEENA SAID I WASNT FUNNY BUT I THINK I CAN BE FUNNY AS hELL

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Harry and Louis were separated, being in two different rooms while they got ready. Louis was freaking out, but you couldn't say Harry was calm either.

"I can't do this, I can't do this," Louis was pacing, shaking his head and running his hand through his hair.

Dan came over to him, holding him by the shoulders, "Louis, calm down for pete's sake!" he exclaimed, "you love Harry, don't you?" he asked.

"There's no way not to," he panted.

"Okay, and he loves you just as much. So, there's nothing to be worried about," he told him, shaking his head, "you've got everything planned out, it looks amazing out there. Everyone's here, the decorations are all set up and looking beautiful, the food that you two agreed on tastes fantastic, the cake is here and looking awesome, you look amazing, and you've got the man of your dreams waiting not even three rooms away just waiting to marry you already. There's absolutely nothing that'll go wrong, so don't worry," he said, looking down at his step-son.

Louis sighed, nodding before he hugged Dan, "Thank you!" he told him.

Jay broke it, "Sorry, boys, but I need to fix Lou's hair. That's what happens when you get all worried for nothing, you mess it up," she teased, making her son smile as she ran her gelled hands through his feathery locks. She styled it into a quiff, and kissed Louis' forehead when she was done. "You look so so handsome," she whispered loud enough for him to hear, "I can't believe my eldest baby's getting married!" she started getting emotional. Louis chuckled, pulling her into a comforting hug.

Niall and Ed burst through the door, "Show time, pretty boy!" Niall bellowed, fixing his tie and joining Louis' other groomsmen, Ed, Josh, Calum, and Stan.

Louis sighed deeply, nodding, "Okay. Oh, god," he shook his hands out.

"What's wrong?" Ed smiled, furrowing his eyebrows.

Louis shook his head, "Nothing! I-I just... I can't believe I'm finally marrying Harry. It feels so surreal," his eyes are wide, "this is insane. He's so amazing, I'm so lucky," Louis' voice trailed off.

"Save it for the vows," Niall smiled, patting Louis' back. "Go get him. He loves you," he said, "but first let me give one more Horan hug to you before you're a married man," Louis rolled his eyes, but hugged him tight anyway.

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Harry shook his hands out, breathing in and out steadily with his eyes closed. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," he mumbled to himself.

Anne stood next to him where he was sitting on a seat. "What's on your mind, hun?" she asked.

Harry sighed, shaking his head slowly, "Uhm, j-just that I'm marrying Louis and uh, god, he's so so perfect a-and I-I don't know how I got him but I'm so nervous and scared," he said, opening his eyes but looking down at his feet. "And uh, yeah I'm just... I'm just nervous is all," he told her.

Anne tilted her head, "Is your mind bothering you?" she asked softly, bringing her hand to rub his shoulder.

Harry shrugged, "Yeah, a bit, but I can handle it. It's fine," he said, and stood up.

"Okay," he mumbled, "are you sure I can't see Louis before I go out?" he asked desperately.

Anne sighed, "Harry," she warned, "you're not suppose to see him before the wedding," she placed her hands on her hips.

Harry bit his lip, "A-Are you sure?" he asked.

Robin sighed, noticing Harry's discomfort. "I'll get him," he whispered to his wife, and exited the room.

Harry didn't hear or see Robin say that, and was pacing the room, running his hands over his face. He still had plenty time before the ceremony started, therefore having his hair not done, his tie undone, his shoes off, and his ironed jacket hanging up instead of on his back.

The door opened. Harry turned around, and gasped when seeing Louis. He hurried over, quickly taking the smaller man into a hug. Thankful Louis wasn't fully done either.

"Hi, angel," Louis chuckled, turning his head and pressing repeated kisses to Harry's neck. "You alright?" he asked pulling away to see the man he was soon to marry.

"Yeah, just nervous. Wanted to see you," he said softly.

Louis tilted his head, his hand moving up to cup the side of Harry's face. "I was nervous at first, too, but there's nothing to worry about. Everything's going to go perfectly. I promise," he smiled, brushing his nose against Harry's.

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Everything did go perfectly. The entrance, the ceremony, everything. Even as Louis stared into the green forests hidden in Harry's eyes, things were still going smoothly.

Louis could hear the man saying those final words, but didn't seem to hear the clapping and cheering of the audience as he cupped Harry's cheeks and pressed their lips together.

Harry wrapped his arms around Louis' waist, and smiled into the kiss before reconnecting their lips, moving together sweetly and softly. He pulled away with a grin, and dug his head into Louis' neck with a laugh, loving the sound of laughter that came from Louis when he hugged him tight.

They both pulled away from each other, and looked out at the audience of friends and family. Both of their mothers had slight tear stained eyes, and their siblings were all smiles and cheers.

"Can't wait to have my first dance with you, Mr. Tomlinson," Louis said to him.

Harry blushed, "Same to you, Mr. Tomlinson."

Louis chuckled, and they walked quickly and happily back down the isle.

Of course there were pictures before the reception. While guests went over to the reception Harry, Louis, the bridesmaids and groomsmen, and the two families all had pictures.

Of course Harry and Louis got pictures of themselves, but after that they had a nice group picture with them and the groomsmen, and of course the two twins who played a part of the wedding as well.

Let's just say, plenty of pictures were taken.

Not too long later, they went over to the reception. They decided to have it in a backyard, not just anyone's backyard, though. What Harry thought when seeing the house was that it was Louis' uncles house when in reality it was something much different.

The two got to the house, excitedly getting out of the car with hands intertwined. harry stared up at the large house. "This was the perfect place to have the reception. The yard looks beautiful," he sighed.

Louis giggled, and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist from behind. "I have a surprise for you, angel," he hummed, "you know how I said this was my uncles house?"

"Yeah?" Harry answered, not thinking much of it. Though suddenly there was a pit of keys dangling in front of his face, with a little T key chain hanging, for Tomlinson.

"Welcome home, Mr. Tomlinson," he mumbled, moving to see Harry's face turn from confusion to shock.

"Oh my god!" he gasped, "y-you, this wasn't... this is ours?!" he exclaimed.

Louis laughed, "Yeah! I had gone out with Niall a week before I showed you the house. We went house hunting and found this one, so I showed it to you, and once you said it was beautiful I put an offer on it. Cheap price for a beautiful home."

Harry had a grin on his face, "Oh my god! I love you so much! Thank you so so much!" he hugged Louis tight, digging his head into the crook of his neck.

"Alright," Louis pulled away, kissing Harry's lips. "We've got to make an appearance out back so that we can have that dance," he told Harry, a slight smirk hidden in his smile.

Everyone cheered when they came through the path that led through the open gate to where everyone was. The path already had stone, but it was still decorated and looked beautiful.

The big tree in the back had soft white lights going up it and around its branches. Soft purple flowers were the main attention on each table, and small lights on the bottom of each vase gave them an even better appearance. Tables were set up, with different, light colored tablecloths at each one.

After the traditional "first dance" with their mothers, since it's usually fathers but they're different, they finally joined back together to dance.

"Finally," Louis sighed, smiling, "this is my kind of partner to dance with," he said, making Harry smile and giggle.

"I love you," Harry told him.

"I love you," Louis responded, leaning up a bit to kiss him.

"Explain to me why we chose this song?" Harry asked softly, leaning his head against Louis' shoulder.

"You know why."

"I know," Harry smiled, picking his head up, "I just like to hear you explain it."

Louis chuckled, and both of them laughed when he attempted to spin Harry, who mind you, was much taller than him. Louis pulled him close, and just rested his forehead against Harry's.

"We chose it because of so many reasons, love. When I first started getting to know you, and I found out so much about you and your Schizophrenia I kept telling myself how I had to help you, and that I wouldn't give up. And I wouldn't give up when you were going through a really tough time. Or when we got in a fight when I left for college," smiled, tilting his head.

Harry went and spun the shorter man, grinning when hearing Louis' laugh. Louis pressed his hands to Harry's chest, moving them to wrap around his waist. Harry tilted his head, "shouldn't my arms be around your waist and yours around my neck? Cause I'm the taller one?" he asked with a smirk, moving their arms the other way around.

Louis scrunched his nose, "No, I'm on the bottom!" he whined, going to fix their arms again. His arm hit Harry's arm, and the older man burst out laughing at their inability to simply dance. He dug his head in Harry's chest, who laughed and just wrapped his arms around Louis' small frame, kissing the top of his head.

The song ended, and the two shared a kiss before walking off the dance floor, still seeming in their own world. Though their siblings, friends and family whisked them away to talk and congratulate.

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"This is amazing!" Harry gasped, finally getting to get a really good look at every aspect of inside the house.

Louis had a smile on his face, looking around as well but mostly keeping his eyes on his husband. God, how he loved to say that.

"I can cook meals in this kitchen! Oh my goodness, look at all this!" he gushed, running his fingers along the granite of the countertops as he walked by.

They walked into the living room, which was right off the kitchen in an open concept. Harry, though, stopped at the wall right before entering the living room. It could be seen from practically any angle whether in the kitchen or living room, and occupied a very important picture hanging in its place.

"You hung up the collage I made you?" he smiled, turning to face his husband.

Louis tilted his head, walking forward. "Course I did. And with many more to soon come," he chuckled, "now c'mon! Let's check out the rest of the house!"

Harry beamed at him, but kicked his nice dress shoes off, running down the hallway and finding the main bathroom. "That's nice," he mumbled, moving on to the basement.

The first thing you would see when walking into the house is the entrance. There was a decorative rug under your feet, a dark wooden shoe cubby, and a nice light fixture hanging above you. Not a chandelier, but something warm and homy looking.

If you took a few steps forward and looked to the left, there would be the living room, which you could enter and take a short cut to the breakfast table and kitchen if wanted. But if you go back to the entrance and walk straight back you would first enter a wide hallway, with a coat closet on the left of it, and the main bathroom on the right. Then you'd enter the big, grand kitchen, which was set a bit to the right. There was the "breakfast table" right to the left of the kitchen, not a whole separate room, but a nice table that actually sat in front of the sliding door that led outside to the backyard.

The dining room was to the right of the kitchen. There was an entryway going from the kitchen to it. The basement door was located after that coat closet across from the bathroom in the hall, so if you went back to that hallway, there would be the closet, and then a couple steps past that would be the door to the basement.

Harry opened the basement door, flicking the light on and jogging down the steps with Louis behind him. "Woah! It's huge! We could have made it a whole space and rent it out!" Harry laughed.

"It'd probably be used for at least one of our parents when they get too old," Louis joked, beaming when he saw Harry roll his eyes with a smile.

The older man dragged him back upstairs, where they quickly looked at the living room and dining room before scattering upstairs. The staircase to go upstairs was actually near the entrance. When you walked in you would walk past that "grand entrance" and it would be right there, a few feet before the bathroom.

The two looked in each room, finally getting to their own. "I don't know what to try out first," Harry gushed, wrapping his arms around Louis' waist and digging his head into the crook of his neck.

Louis kissed the side of his head, smirking as he whispered in his ear. "How bout the shower?"

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HAHAHAH NO IM NOT WRITING SHOWER SMUT ITS LIKE MIDNIGHT DONT TORTURE ME

Ok so I was rlly happy today bc finally after like forever and ever gay marriage has finally been made legal. So many people have gotten legally married today after years of waiting and that makes me so happy (I saw one couple that even waited 57 years together to get married❤️) so ya I'm just happy that people in the lgbt community can finally be free and not have to worry about going to a whole different state or even country to get legally married, especially since I know some gay ppl. So ya that's my rant. #LoveWins #LoveIsLove