A proposal oneshot inspired by the song 'Lover'. 

They met when they were 18-20 the proposal is three years later so they are 21-24(?) yeah that wasn't needed but anygays-

EXCUSE ME GRAMMAR I BEG OF YOU 🙏 

See y'all next year (Lmao my corny jokes never end)

Hope you enjoy it! (ANd wallow in your loneliness and squeal and fangirl)
Words: 1385

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Louis felt a pair of lips on his and he smiled lightly in his sleep and fluttered his eyes open to meet the emerald pair.

"Happy Anniversary Boobear."
"Happy Anniversary Hazzabear." Louis sleepily mumbled and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend.

"Get up silly, don't you have to take the kids to play football early today?"
"I know, two minutes." He mumbled against his neck.

Louis and Harry had met in a summer camp three years ago. Eighteen-year-old Harry had signed up for teaching the little kids to bake while twenty-year-old Louis had signed up to teach the kids to play football.

Harry fixed his hair for what felt like the millionth time before heading into the colourful building.

"Hello, lovelies!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, catching the attention of all the kids. And a certain blue-eyed boy.
"So, who signed up for baking?" He asked, taking out the list. A handful of kids raised their hand and huddled near Harry.
"Now that I see who's teaching baking, can I sign up?" The blue-eyed boy spoke and raised his hand. Harry just stood with his mouth agape as he admired the boy.
"Oi, I'm speaking to you, what's your name?" Louis spoke again. He walked towards Harry and tugged his badge and read his name. "Styles, Nice name." (Louis mentally slapped himself but Harry didn't have to know that)
"Couldn't find anything better to flirt?" Harry smirked.
"Well I thought it'll be a grandma who'll be doing the baking, so I didn't come prepared."  Louis shrugged.
"You don't need to try, you look good enough." Harry winked.
"You aren't half bad yourself." Louis winked back.

And that's how they clicked. After pining the whole summer, Louis finally kissed him on the last day of the camp and the story officially began. Initially, Harry had been upset because he'd have to leave Louis after summer was over but it turned out Louis studied in the same university as Harry and nothing could tear them apart. They even shared a dorm room and went to teach the kids at camp every summer.

"Babe c'mon." Harry nudged him. Louis just shook his head buried his face in the pillow. Harry got up and opened the curtains as Louis groaned.

Harry walked over to their bed and picked Louis up.

"Hazzaaa," Louis whined. "What are you doing? Can't you give me extra cuddles? I give them to you all the time." He complained.
Harry put him down in the bathroom.
"Because I gave you fifteen minutes of extra cuddles and we are supposed to leave in half an hour." He said, handing him his toothbrush. Louis yawned and took it from him.

"How are you so energetic after last night?" he yawned again.
"What do you mean?" Harry laughed. "My arse is on fire but I'm fine otherwise," he said.
"Great then." Louis smirked. Harry playfully smacked his arm before they brushed their teeth and giggled while looking at each other in the mirror.

The day went by a spur of wishes, sneaky kisses and a special batch of red velvet cookies Harry baked for Louis. It was the last evening of the camp and everyone had huddled in the humongous party hall.

Louis nervously checked his pocket for the last time before heading into the party hall.

"Lou!" Harry excitedly called him over.
"Over there darling, I saved us a seat." Louis smiled as Harry got up and made his way there.
"You missed my performance." Harry pouted as he placed his guitar down.
"I didn't miss is love, I was at the back because Niall called me last minute. I'm sorry." Louis kissed his pout away.
"It's alright, I could sing it for you again." Harry giggled.

Louis smiled and looked over to Niall, who was on stage and gestured him to do something.

Niall nodded and got everyone's attention. "Okay, so, guys and gals and non-binary pals, time for a dance!" he said excitedly. "Also, you need a partner, so grab your partner now!"

Harry grinned and took Louis' hand and headed to the dance floor. The lights dimmed and the music began to play.

We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January
This is our place, we make the rules

Harry's hands were around Louis' shoulders while Louis' arms settled on Harry's waist.

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear

Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?

Both the boys wondered how lucky they were to have each other in their lives.

Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?

There were times when they doubted they'd last, but the past three years had been life-altering and they had stuck with each other through everything and they knew, that they'd be alright.

And ah, take me out, and take me home
You're my, my, my, my lover

Harry smiled as Louis mouthed the lyrics. Everyone knew Harry was the sap but what they didn't know, was that Louis could be sappier. He liked to say he was romantic at heart.

We could let our friends crash in the living room
This is our place, we make the call

They thought of all the time the boys would crash over at their place with no space left in the dorm but they'd still somehow manage to cuddle up in a corner.

And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

Harry would get jealous quite easily and would get possessive about Louis and vice versa. Everyone knew to steer clear of them.

I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

Harry blushed and grinned wide as Louis mouthed the lyric. They had been together for three summers now.

Harry waited for the next line to play, but he realised the music had stopped and that there was a spotlight on them.

Louis took Harry's hands in his.

"Harry." He began. And got down one knee. (A: Internal screaming, fangirl noises intensify, sorry I'll leave now)

"We met in this very camp three years ago and I can't put together in words how much you mean to me, how much I love you. You've stuck with me through anything and everything. You are my home, you make my darkest days clear, you're the light that guides me, Harry." He spoke. Tears streamed down Harry's face as he did and Louis was quite emotional himself.

"You've given me three summers now love, but can I have all of them? Will you be mine forever, will you marry me, Harry?" He finally said, pulling out the box with the ring in it.
Harry dropped to his knees and hugged the living daylights out of Louis.

"Is that a yes?"
Harry nodded furiously as he tried not to cry again as he held Louis tightly, Louis reciprocating.

 They got up and Louis shakily slid the ring onto Harry's finger as everyone applauded loudly, Niall whistling loudly form the stage.

"Finish the song!" He yelled as the lights went up, the spotlight never leaving them.

Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home forever and ever
You're my, my, my, my
Lover

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?
With every guitar string scar on my hand
I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue
All's well that ends well to end up with you
Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me
And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

Can I go where you go?
Can we always be this close forever and ever?
And ah, take me out, and take me home forever and ever
You're my, my, my, my
Oh, you're my, my, my, my

Darling you're my, my, my, my,

Louis pulled Harry in for a kiss.

"I love you," Harry whispered.
"I love you too," Louis whispered back as they rested their foreheads together. 

Lover