A.N: So I once posted on my board: "'Little Things' grew up and became 'Perfect Now'. "

You get the idea. Also, let's pretend Little Things was in their first album cause I wanted them to be 16-18 'kay?
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"Hazzabear!" Louis called out for his boyfriend. He frowned when he didn't get a response.
"Haz?" He called out again as he looked in the lobby.

"Liam, did you see Harry?" He asked Liam who was chatting away with Niall and Zayn.
"Uh, no, he must be in you guys' room!" He suggested.
"Okay, see you guys!" Louis said as he skipped to their hotel room.

"Babycakes?" Louis called out again as the opened the door. He frowned when he heard sniffling. He quietly tried to find Harry and found him curled up into a ball on the bed, sobbing as he clutched the pillow.

"Hazza?" Louis shook his shoulder lightly. He heard Harry let out a small gasp. "What's wrong love?" He asked in concern.

Harry just shook his head and clutched the pillow tighter. Louis slipped under the sheets with him and slowly wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed the top of his head.

"What's wrong love?"

Harry turned to face him and Louis' heart broke at the sight- His bright green eyes were dull, red and puffy as though he had been crying for hours, his cheeks rosy and wet.

"Hazzie, baby, what's wrong?"
"A-Am I t-too-" he breaks down crying again, curling up against Louis' chest.
Louis muttered sweet nothings and held him closer.
"Am I u-ugly L-Lou?"

"Shh, no babycakes, you are the most beautiful boy in this whole world."
"N-No I'm t-too chubby a-and I d-dress weird a-and m-my teeth are b-bucked"
"Shh," Louis silences him. He lifted Harry's face by his chin and intertwined their fingers. He got an idea and began singing.

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me
But bear this mind, it was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me

Harry's sobbing quietened.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do, it's you
Oh, it's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

He pressed a kiss against his forehead.

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me

Harry's face broke into a small smile.

I know you never loved the sound of your voice on tape
You never want to know how much you weight
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me

He wiped Harry's tears, kissing his cheeks.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you
It's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
And you'll never treat yourself right darling, but I want you to
If I let you know, I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I (you sing) love you, oh

And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you, oh, it's you
It's you, they add up to
And I'm in love with you (l̶o̶u̶)
And all these little things (h̶i̶s̶)
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true, it's you
It's you, they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things

"You don't dress weird, you dress different, you aren't too chubby, you're cute. Your bunny teeth are even cuter." Louis giggled. "You make me feel like the prettiest most person even though-" he continued but was cut off by Harry.
"Shut up you are so beautiful and perfect,"
"Alrighty," he smiles. "You're perfect to me Hazza, you'll always be," he says, pecking his lips. Harry smiled and hugged Louis tightly.
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(Sometime 10 years later)

"Sick party right?" Louis asked as they got into the house. Harry just hummed in response.

Louis had noticed how Harry was unusually quiet the entire time. They change into their pyjamas and settle on the sofa.

"Wanna watch a movie?" He asked Harry who just nodded as he stared down picking at the lose thread at the end of his shirt. Louis settled beside him and leaned against his shoulder, disappointed when Harry didn't lean into the touch.

Louis scooted closer to him and pulled him into his lap, despite his gigantic form.

"Lou what are you doing?!" Harry squeaked in surprise.
"Tell me what's wrong."
Harry just bit his lip and and moved out of his lap. Louis frowned.
"Hazza?" Louis asked as Harry moved and placed his head on his lap. "What's wrong love?" He gently asked as he played with his curls.
"I dunno," Harry sighed. They sat in silence for a while until Harry turned in his lap and tucked his face into Louis' stomach.

"Baby, what's wrong?" Louis asked again and switched the tv off.
Harry just shook his head and curled up further. Louis decided to just hold him for a while.

"I just don't feel good, I don't feel pretty? I just don't feel good about myself Lou, I really want to be myself but I just don't feel okay." he quietly said, turning to face Louis and Louis' heart breaks at the sight of his glossy eyes.

Louis suddenly got an idea.

"Get up,"
"What?"
"Get up love," Louis said as he got up and dragged Harry to the middle of the hall.

"What are you doing Lou?" Harry quietly whined.

Louis put Harry's arms on his shoulder and pulled him closer by his waist.

You say to me your jeans don't fit
You don't feel pretty and it's hard to miss
I wish that you could see my point of view
As someone staring back at you

Harry bit his lip and stared at their feet.

One Friday night when we're all out
I turn to you and you're looking down
And you don't wanna dance
I know you love to dance
You never stop given half the chance

He nudged Harry and pulled him closer.

Just keep your head up, love, keep your head up
Don't hide away, don't ever change
Keep your head up love, keep your head up
Don't look away, don't look away

Harry hid his face in the crook of Louis' neck while Louis softly sang in his ear.

'Cause everybody's looking at you now
My, oh, my
I guess some queens don't need a crown
And I know why
Even when your tears are falling down
Still somehow
You're perfect now

"C'mon Hazzie," he urged him.

You never do but if you asked me to
I'd tell the truth lying next to you
'Cause you're the only one
When it's said and done
You make me feel like being someone good to you
Even at your worst
You steal the scene and it's unrehearsed
Don't you wanna dance, just a little dance?
I would never stop given half the chance

Harry finally faced him, a small smile on his face.

Just keep your head up, love, keep your head up
Don't hide away, don't ever change
Keep your head up love, keep your head up
Don't look away, don't look away

He drew small circles on his waist, their foreheads pressed together.

'Cause everybody's looking at you now
My, oh, my
I guess some queens don't need a crown
And I know why
Even when your tears are falling down
Still somehow
You're perfect now

Every insecurity
Like a neon sign
As bright as day
If you knew what you were to me
You would never try to hide away

'Cause everybody's looking at you now
My, oh, my
I guess some queens don't need a crown
And I know why
Even when your tears are falling down
Still somehow
You're perfect now

"You were, you are and you will forever be perfect to me," he whispered, giving him a gentle kiss.

Harry hugged him tightly.

"I love you so much." Harry mumbled.
"I love you too bub."

They fall on the sofa but Harry doesn't leave his grip, clinging to Louis like a koala. Louis just smiled and wrapped his hands around his husband.

They had eachother, it couldn't be more perfect.