It has been a week since my love promised our future together! I have never been so happy in my life, but I'm too freaking overwhelmed with emotions for me to pinpoint what emotion is running through my body. Like, is this even real? There's no possible way that I, Louis Tomlinson, is in a relationship with a sexy ass man like Harry Styles. Not only that, but there is no way that Harry had that much of an interest in me to promise his future with me. There is just no freaking way.

I was actually shopping for some ingredients that Harry wanted so that he can make a really fancy dinner tonight. I'm dating a freaking chef people. He always cooks some badass meals if he wasn't painting. He also makes some really great desserts too. He even told me that if he wasn't a painter, then he would've been a baker or chef for his own company. He doesn't like the idea of making something under someone's command, so he really like the idea of being his own manager at a restaurant.

I'm so freaking proud of him for having backup plans for his future. What made me really freaking flustered though is that Harry emphasized that he wants a future with me. Like as if he's determined to make that a reality.

Anyways! I was on the phone with Harry as I was in the baking area. "What if they don't have chocolate chips?" "What kind of store doesn't have chocolate chips Lou?" "I don't know. Chocolate chips are pretty popular you know?" "You are so cute I swear. If they don't have regular chocolate chips, then look for white chocolate chips. If they don't have that, then I guess I'm going to have to look for something else to make as a dessert." "I'm still going to try to look for it. Your desserts are always amazing," I said and I walked further down the aisle to see a big pack of chocolate chips.

"Found it. Although, it's a pretty big bag. Is that okay?" "That's fine baby. I can just use it for future creations too." I hummed before I took the bag and I tossed it into the cart. "Louis? Is that...is that you?" I turned and saw one of my little sisters at the end of the lane. It was Lottie and she was with Fizz. "Oh um...hey?" I greeted, but it came off as a question. "Everything okay baby?" "Gotta go Hazzy. My sister's are here and they seem like as if they wanted to talk. I'll call you right after alright?" "Okay...bye love." "By sun," I said and made a kissy sound before I hung up.

"Was that Harry?" Fizzy asks and I nodded. "You know he's a bad guy Louis," Lottie states and I rolled my eyes. "Neither of you know my boyfriend at all, and you think that you have the right to speak about my Harry like that?" I asked and the two stood there with nothing to say. "You don't and you don't know me like you think that you do. You tormented me. You didn't love me. You didn't cherish the fact that you had a big brother that cared for you infinitely. You didn't talk to me like how sisters should, and you weren't best buds with me, so don't act like we're cool with each other when we're clearly not."

"We're just looking out for yo-" "No the fuck you aren't. You just don't like the idea of me being with a guy. Well guess what? No matter what you may think about him or I, I will continue to love him. He is the only one who's making me happy and he is the only one who's the reason behind me being alive. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to call him so that I can get all that he needs and get out of here," I said, dialing Harry's number.

"Your done talking to them already?" "No, but they're being critical, so I wanted to talk to you. Now, what else did you need?" "Parsley. I thought I bought two cases, but I only see one. Ooh! Can you also get carrot cake while your there?" "You and carrot cake...sometimes I think that you love carrot cake more than me." "No silly. You're just the human version of carrot cake." "What the hell?" "Well I can't get enough of carrot cake, and I can't get enough of you, so..."

"You are so weird," I tell him, walking away from my ignorant sisters. I shopped for Harry before I was at the front, checking out my stuff myself. I bought myself and Harry a pack of gum. That is what we chew on whenever we are painting. It just helps us focus a lot more on our paintings. It really helps us focus on any distractions that we may get. I finish the payment process and I walk to my car that Harry and I both share. We bought it just the other day because we knew that we couldn't go on with a motorcycle for absolutely everything. We could try, but neither of us feel like doing that. We both agreed to just get a SUV, because it is a family car. We wanted to have kids in our lives at some point, so this car was the best choice.

"Oh, I knew that they were going to do something..." And of course they were going to put Harry in a bad light and attempt to convince me that he's not like how I see him. It's my Hazzy, and it's going to take a lot more than a few simple sentences to get me away from him. Because last time that I checked, Harry wouldn't hurt a single soul. Even if it was a bug.

I'm not fucking with you either. I remember it taking 15 fucking minutes for Harry to get the guts that he needs in order to kill a roach. I cooed at him for that, but I promised that he wasn't going to kill anymore bugs from then on. It was going to be me doing it. It's funny how the most dominant one of the relationship is so pure like that.

Speaking of Hazza, it's time for me to actually get back to him! I put my car in drive since I had the car parked facing forward, and I drove away from the store. I listened to some Classics as I drove home and each song had a similarity to my feelings towards Harry. I really can't stop thinking about him, can I? It's either something small that would come to my head or something that just makes me want to skip all the way home rather than drive. I've come to teems that to am in deed whipped over him and I'm very okay with that. As long as it's Harry that I'm whipped over, then I find that as a good thing. Can't imagine wanting to be with anyone else or having a constant thought of someone else rather than Harry.

Well, stead of skipping home, I just drove a little faster to get back to my home. Which is my Hazzy. I made sure that I wasn't dramatically over the speed limit, but I also made sure that no asshole got in my way of getting back to my happy place. I switched Lanes a lot, but I was soon in front of my house, so the slight speeding was all worth it.

I texted Harry that I was outside and after a couple of minutes, I saw him walk out of the house wearing joggers, a tight white t-shirt, and slippers. Damn...he could wear the most simplest outfit and still look sexy as fuck. I got out of the car and greeted my tall boyfriend. "Had a nice time talking to your sisters?" "Nope, but I'm not really shocked by that. I knew that they were going to say some dumb shit about you, so I just walked away after I put them in their place," I said and he nods.

We shared a small, but sweet kiss before he helped me out with the groceries. We unloaded the car together and we put up the groceries together. If a certain thing had to be on the top shelf, then leave it to Harry to put it up there for me. He tends to lift me up anyways if I needed something that was a bit more high us. He doesn't make fun of my height a lot. The most that he would say about it is that it's very cute. Which I would take any day rather than mockery.

When we were done, we walked to our art room and we talked about what we were going to paint next. "I think that this one is going to be the first one that doesn't have a certain memory attached to it," I said as I started to sketch it out in my sketchbook. "Yeah, this is the first time that I will paint for nothing in particular," he agrees. We both popped a piece of gum into our mouths before we started on our paintings.

It took about 1 hour before we were both done with them and we of course, showed it to each other.

Harry's

Mine:

"Is that about us babe?" We both asked each other at the same time and I just smiled. "Yeah..." We both then said and just laughed. "You just seem to never get out of my head. Even if I tried," Harry confesses and I adored that. "Aww, Hazza." "I'm serious." I looked at him and I saw him looking at me with the most serious expression on his face. "I've never wanted to die so much before I met you. In fact, I wanted to end my life after that school day that we met. It had nothing to do with you. It was just the voices that made me want to do it. When you asked me if I have ever been tempted to jump, I told you yes, but- it was only a yes. I always tried to jump, but either a complete stranger would stop me, or it would be Mrs. Malik."

"Harry-" "Before you, I kind of accepted my fate of being forever alone and I just knew that happiness was never going to be a thing for me. When I came out to my family, I had so much fucking hope. Especially for my mom. I thought that she was going to hug me and say that everything was going to be okay. I didn't expect a lot from my dad, but there was my sister. My only sister at that. You...you have siblings that are still really young, so you have a reason to hold onto hope. I don't. I was fucking crying my eyes out, because I saw my own fucking self as a freak.

I needed comfort, but they didn't give that to me. I have lost all happiness all day. My mom just stood up and stepped up to me. You would think that a mother would show care and love to their child. Their baby. Her only boy! However, she didn't. She slapped me and just abandoned me as her child. I felt lost Louis. That was the first night where I tried to commit suicide. I tried to cut myself, but I wasn't strong enough, so when I say that I can't stop thinking about you it's because of you saving my life. I'm serious about that. I'm not just saying that because I want to be all sweet or cute. I really mean it. Before you came into my life and before we even got remotely close, I wanted to die and say fuck my life. Thank you Lou...thank you so much," he was starting to cry, so I immediately comforted him.

"I'm always going to be there for you Hazza. You have all the hope in the world from me. I hope that you know that. We are in this together and there is just no way that I'm ever going to let you go. We can catch arguments, that's normal. I will never say goodbye to you. It will always be a see you soon," I tell him comfortingly as I cradled his crying self in my arms.

"You are the love of my life. I will continuously show that to you whenever you need it. If you ever feel alone, you better tell me. I'll remind you every second of every day that I need you. Forever and Always," I tell him as I held him close to me.
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