Chapter Text
Louis woke up, his arms still tightly locked around Harry’s waist, face buried in his neck.
God, this was a good way to wake up.
(A way he had not thought he would ever get to experience again.)
He didn’t want to wake up and nuzzled closer.
And then he heard a soft chuckle.
“You’re awake, then.”
“Hm.” he said nonsensical.
Harry chuckled.
“I’ve been up for quite a while.”
And the tremble in Harry’s voice made Louis bring him closer.
Everything coming back to mind in flashes.
The gunshots.
How terrified he had been.
Harry's eyes.
The gunshots, again.
He hold him even closer and Harry snuggled back in his chest.
“You could have woken me.” he murmured.
Harry shook his head.
“No. Felt safe enough in your arms.”
Fuck.
He loved his boy.
"You're always safe with me, babe."
He could see the smile on the curly one face.
"I know."
And then comfortable silence.
Louis hated to be the one to break it...
"We should probably talk, don't you think?" murmured Louis with his face still buried in Harry's neck.
The younger one brought him even closer.
"I think we should, yes."
Louis sighed.
“One more minute.” he said, nuzzling Harry’s skin again.
The younger one chuckled.
“One more minute.”
One more minute turned into five, then forty five and before they knew it, an hour and a half had passed before they both got up.
Louis laid a cup of tea in front of Harry before kissing his curls tenderly and sitting by his sides on the couch.
"So." he said and Harry chuckled, raising an eyebrow.
"So."
(It was a good thing that he was smiling, right?)
"I don't really know where to begin." Louis admitted, nervously fidgetting.
The younger man chuckled sadly and took his hand, intertwining their fingers.
"Start by how you're feeling right now."
Their eyes locked.
"I love you." only said Louis like it explained everything ( and maybe it did), tears shone in the green of Harry's eyes.
They stayed for a few seconds, just looking at each other.
"That's a good start." murmured Harry and Louis chuckled, took their joined hands and kissed his knuckles reverently.
"I should have told you right away." he admitted and Harry froze.
Right to the chase, then.
"Louis-"
"No, please. I have to say this." Harry swallowed but nodded and scooted closer, warming Louis' heart. "I should have told you right away what Peter had asked me to do. The truth is... The truth is I wanted to right after our first meeting, that day I returned home and told Liam you were not what I had thought you'd be."
"Why didn't you, then?"
"At that point?" asked Louis and Harry nodded, curious. "I don't know. I- Look Harry, there's something I never told you." Harry frowned, tilting his head. "I never told you what happened between Peter and I."
"Oh, I know." chuckled the curly one, "You screamed at him in the middle of the frat house, even I heard about that."
Louis blushed.
"Not that." he said, "I meant, before."
Harry's eyes widened.
"Oh." and then, "No, you did not."
Louis took a deep breath.
"Okay, I think that in order for you to get a better unnderstanding of my actions, you need to actually know what happened."
God, he was so fucking nervous!
"It's alright, babe." said Harry, squeezing his hand. "I'm here."
Blue eyes locked onto green.
"Okay." murmured the older one, drawing strenght from his touch. "Okay." another deep breath, "Peter was actually my very first friend when I got here." Harry nodded encouragingly, "And one thing leading to another, we started dating." Harry pouted and Louis chuckled and kissed his knuckles again, "Silly boy." he murmured leaning in to kiss Harry's cheek. "The thing was, Peter got attached and I-" his voice broke. "I didn't. God, it will make me sound horrible but the sex was good and I-"
"That's quite enough." cut Harry, eyes hard and jealous.
Louis shut his mouth.
"Sorry."
"Not really in the mood to hear about you and someone else." snapped Harry.
Louis sighed and cupped his cheek with his free hand,
"It was years before you, my love." their eyes locked, "And I was a different person back then, that's kind of the point I'm trying to make."
Harry scrunched up his nose,
"Fine." he pouted, "Continue. But no details."
Louis chuckled and stole a chaste kiss.
Harry's eyes were still closed when Louis receded.
"You could at least give me a real kiss after what you just did." he pouted, opening glassy green eyes.
And fuck,
How could Louis say no?
So he cupped his jaw and brought Harry back to him for a very deep kiss that left the both of them quite breathless when they separated.
"How's that?" he murmured, heart beating so fast.
"Better." breathed Harry, licking his lips. "Definitively better. You can carry on, now."
Louis shook his head fondly.
"So, the short version of it is that I knew Peter was getting attached, I knew he was falling in love with me and I knew it wasn't mutual."
Harry frowned.
"What did you do?"
"Absolutely nothing." scoffed sadly Louis. "I did fucking nothing. I let him tell me he loved me, I let him introduce me to his family, I let him fall more and more in love with me..." he sighed. "And I only put a stop to everything when he asked me to move in with him."
"Oh." frowned Harry.
"Yeah exactly, oh." Louis ran a hand through his hair, messing up his fringe and he saw the fond look on Harry's face as the curly one reached out and put it back tenderly. "Thanks, babe."
"What happened, next?"
"We broke up. Well, I broke up with him." amended Louis. "And I wasn't exactly gentle..."
"Oh Louis."
"I know." flinched the older man. "I was a dick. I told him I didn't love him that way, that I probably never had and that I'd probably end the night with someone else without a care in the world."
A small silence.
"That's... harsh." only said Harry and Louis looked down, ashamed.
"I've been awful to him." admitted Louis because it was the truth and he had to own it. "And it was a turning point for me, I think. After that, I promised myself that whoever I would fool around with, things would always be clear from the start."
Harry nodded, pensive.
"You stayed friends?"
"Believe me, I didn't think we would. But... But Peter forgave me and we built our friendship up from the ashes. But he kept guilting me for what I did to him and" he sighed. "Well, I couldn't blame him."
"But he had forgiven you." frowned Harry. "It wasn't right of him to make you pay if he had made the decision to forgive." Louis smiled sadly, opened the mouth but Harry cut him. "No, either you forgive and let go, or you don't. There is no in-between."
"It's more complicate than that, H." he said sadly, "I was a real jerk. You have no idea, you didn't know me back then."
Harry was still frowning.
"And then he asked you to break my heart."
"And then he asked me to break your heart."
Another silence and Harry was so tensed suddenly.
"Did you agree because you thought it would redeem yourself or something like that?"
Louis chuckled very sadly.
"Something like that." he searched for Harry's eyes and kept talking only when he found them. "He told me that if I agreed to do that, he'd let go of everything forever. He also told me you had broken his heart, that you had slept with him and never called back, that you had talked about your sexual encounter to anyone who would listen."
Harry's eyes widened comically.
"What the fuck?!" he gasped.
"I know now it couldn't be further from the truth, I didn't know then. Not that it would have changed anything." he admitted, ashamed.
Harry sighed and shook his head.
"Okay." he murmured after a few seconds, "Okay." he said again. "So that would be why you didn't tell me right after we met."
"Yes."
"Why didn't you tell me after?"
Louis froze.
"Because I was a coward."
"Lou-"
"No. There is no other explanation." Harry's eyes were wide and glassy. "I knew what we had couldn't be more real and I was terrified you would end it."
Harry looked down.
"How can you say it was real, Lou." murmured Harry. "It started as a lie!" their eyes locked again. "And- I'm not- I mean- It started out as a lie. Everything we had... It was built on a fucking lie." his voice broke.
Louis could feel tears pricked at the back of his eyes as he cupped Harry's chin to force their eyes to meet.
"It was never a lie, H." he murmured. "Can't you see it?" Green eyes were shining with tears. "The heart of the problem was that it never was a lie. Never. From the moment our eyes met."
A tear rolled down Harry's cheek.
"I-" his voice broke again. "Lou, you broke up with me. You hurt me on purpose. You-" his voice broke again. "You actually broke my heart."
Louis' heart absolutely broke as he let his hand down and squeezed Harry's hand again.
"Harry-"
"We were about to move in together and-"
"I know." A tear rolled down Louis' cheek. "Believe me, I know. I- I tried to stop everything." Harry frowned and looked up, "I tried to call Peter and then when he came back, I tried to beg for him to let me stop this."
"What?"
Blue eyes met green.
"I didn't want to do it." Louis' voice broke. "I didn-t- I loved you too much and-"
"You should have told me the truth!"
Louis closed his eyes for a few seconds.
"I made the selfish choice." he admitted.
"What do you mean?" asked a confused Harry.
Louis took his hand and laid it on his cheek, leaning on it and basked in the fond look on Harry's face.
"I made you believe I didn't love you because I didn't want you to believe our entire love had been a lie."
Harry frowned but didn't remove his hand.
"It doesn't make any sense, Lou."
"I know." he admitted and laid a kiss on the hand on his face. "I know that now. I just- It's just an excuse I told myself to get me out of saying the truth."
Harry sighed and scooted even closer.
A long moment passed during which the curly one seemed to be pondering things, and Louis' heart was about to stop beating he was fucking sure of it.
"Okay." he murmured and Louis' eyes widened.
"Okay?" he asked and a tear rolled down Harry's cheek.
"Okay."
"H-"
"No." he shook his head. "I just wanted to understand and... And I think I do. Sort of."
Louis smiled sadly.
"Being without you has been the hardest thing I ever had to do." said the older one and another tear rolled down Harry's cheek.
"It was horrible for me, too."
"When you offered to be friends-"
Harry chuckled sadly.
"It was actually Niall's idea, but I've been dying to find a reason to be close to you again." he blushed, "When I saw you wearing my necklace..."
Louis blushed.
"It's my favourite gift." he admitted, hand finding the necklace.
Harry blushed and scrunched up his nose.
Louis smiled softly.
"I couldn't believe my luck when you talked to me again and you have to know, I was very determined to make our new friendship work."
Harry laughed this time, dimple popping.
"Oh, I know." he wiggled his eyebrows. "But when you asked me out on the beach-"
"I couldn't help it."
Harry smiled again, biting his lip.
"And I knew I had to be the first to ask if it was a date."
They got lost on each other, smiling lovingly.
"From that moment you gave me that second chance" Louis' voice broke, "All I've tried to do was tell you the truth."
Harry scrunched up his nose.
"I know." he admitted softly. "Now that I think about it, I can actually see you were trying. But I was so hurt back then and-"
"You don't have to apologize. It was my fault. All of it. I should have told you before that bastard did."
Harry took Louis' hand and laid a reverent kiss on the inside of his wrist.
"It doesn't matter, anymore." he murmured, "I mean... I mean everything that happened after that, it made me realize living without you was worst than anything else."
"I tried to make you see that I felt the same."
"I loved the songs." smiled shyly Harry and Louis chuckled, leant in to kiss his temple lovingly.
"I know, my love." and then he wiggled his eyebrows, "Niall told me."
Harry laughed at that.
"That week we had with each other, just sharing looks and smiles-"
Louis smiled.
"I felt like I was falling in love with you all over again." the older one blushed.
"Me too. It was really difficult to pretend I didn't want more, after that." admitted Harry.
"I was ready to do anything to get you back now that everything was out."
Harry took a deep breath and reached out, stroking Louis' little scar above his eyebrows tenderly.
"You got hurt."
"Barely-"
"You can't imagine what I felt, when Niall told me."
Louis rolled his eyes fondly.
"Niall is a drama queen."
Harry shook his head.
"You got into a fight, got hurt and got admitted in the hospital." thier eyes locked, "My heart actually stopped Lou, when I heard about it."
Louis sighed and then took an executive decision.
One arm wrapped around Harry's waist and he brought him to his lap, which the younger went willingly with his arms around his neck.
"I'm just fine."
Harry nodded, curls brushing Louis' forehead with how close they were.
"I think that's when I knew it wasn't worth it." admitted Harry and Louis' fingers were tracing the skin of his waist underneath his shirt. "Nothing was worth losing you."
Louis nodded,
"I understand that." he admitted. "Yesterday when-" Harry froze in his arms and Louis brought him closer. "When my mum called and told me what was happening... All I could think about was you."
Harry took a deep shaky breath.
"When the shooting started." he said, voice so low Louis almost didn't hear him. "All I could think about was that you wouldn't know how much I actually loved you."
Louis smiled sadly and cupped his cheek.
"I know, my love."
"But I wanted you to know how much I actually forgive you." Harry's voice broke and Louis' eyes widened.
"What?" he murmured, eyes wide and shining with tears.
"I forgive you, babe." Harry's voice broke. "I was almost certain and then everything happened and it fucking hit me that somewhere along the weeks, I had forgiven you."
Louis' heart was hammering in his chest.
"You mean that?" he almost whimpered and Harry nodded, tears running down his cheeks.
"I really, really do." his voice broke. "And then I saw you come to search for me and-"
But Louis couldn't take more.
He cupped both of Harry's cheeks and stole another deep kiss, his tongue asking for entrance and then gliding against Harry's once it was granted access.
"I love you." murmured Louis and Harry sobbed happily.
"I love you too. So much." he swallowed dryly, "When I saw you in that room-"
"Babe-"
"I've never felt more scared but I've never been happier at the same time. We were together, nothing else mattered."
Louis smiled sadly.
"I felt the same."
"And then you jumped on me and I remembered thinking how much you had to love me-"
"You're everything to me, Hazza." he said, searching for his eyes. "I could only think about your safety."
Harry was crying softly, but Louis realized he was too.
"You're everything to me too, my darling." he took a deep shaky breath. "I just- I just don't ever want to be without you ever again."
Louis smiled, eyes crinkling.
"I was hoping you would say something like that." he smiled happily.
Harry looked up, smiling so lovingly.
"Why? Something to ask me?" he raised an eyebrow.
Louis chuckled and took his hand, put it on his beating heart.
"I want everything with you, Harry styles." he said and Harry bit his bottom lip, trying to keep his smile under control. Their eyes met. "Will you be my boyfriend again?"
Harry smiled, nose scrunching once again.
(Fuck, he was pretty.)
And then he leant in, nuzzling Louis' nose.
"Your boyfriend forever." he murmured and Louis chuckled happily before crashing his mouth on his.
Boyfriends forever, it was.
- A couple of days later.
They stopped in front of the house, Louis squeezed Harry's hand.
"Ready?" he asked and his boyfriend nodded.
"Ready."
Louis smiled, kissed Harry's clothed shoulder and then walked in.
Louis came in, Harry’ hand clutched tightly in his.
Everyone at the party stopped and stared at them.
"This feels weird." murmured Harry, all eyes on them.
“Do you think they will start to applaud?” finally chuckled Louis before joining Harry and his free hand found Harry’s arm to stop there.
Harry chuckled, all tension leaving his body.
God, it was good to have his Louis back.
Suddenly, nothing else mattered.
Nothing but Louis' hand in his.
Harry shrugged.
“Do you think we should bow or something, then?” he murmured instead and Louis hid his giggle behind Harry’s shoulder.
“Do you think we should raise our joined hand like some bloody karate winner?”
Harry laughed fondly.
“You’re watching Cobra Kai again, aren’t you?”
A silence.
“You know that show is fucking amazing.”
“I do, baby.” Harry took a deep breath. “Here comes nothing.”
“Or everything.” his boyfriend murmured and the curly one felt warm all over as he turned and kissed his temple.
“Or everything.” he agreed and Louis scrunched up his nose to hide his smile.
The night was going extremely well, people actually coming to them to tell them how cute they were together and how happy they were to see them happy together.
"Okay." chuckled Harry from where he was on Louis' lap with his back on his chest, "This is weird." he giggled after a boy told them he was happy they were back together, and Louis laid his chin on the crook of his shoulder.
"It's like we're famous or something." said the older one.
"A girl actually asked me to sign her shirt in the bathroom earlier!"
Louis frowned and laid an open-mouthed kiss on Harry's neck, making the younger one whine.
"But you're mine."
Harry smiled and turned the heard so their eyes would lock.
"All yours, Tomlison."
Louis smirked.
"Good." and then he leant in and stole a kiss, soon interrupted by a low whistle. "Fucking Niall." he muttered against Harry's lips and this one giggle, pecked his lips once again before they both got up to find their three friends looking at them happily.
“So, you finally figured your shit out then.” Niall raised an eyebrow, blue eyes so fond.
“We did.” smiled Harry gently and Louis’ arm wrapped him closer.
"And I think we have you to thank for that." he raised an eyebrow and Niall blushed.
"Oh. Me?"
Louis shook his head and then let go of his boyfriend.
"What's about to happen will only happen once in a lifetime, got it?" he warned very seriously.
Niall frowned but then Louis hugged him tightly against him and the Irish chuckled, hugging him back.
"Thank you, Niall." murmured Louis. "Thank you so much."
Niall smiled happily,
"I'm happy for you."
They receded, eyes glassy.
Harry smiled, dimples in display.
A small silence settled.
And then…
"We should confess as well, shouldn't we?" blurted out Liam out of nowhere.
"For fuck's sake Payno!" exclaimed Niall. "For once in your life shut the fuck up!"
But too late.
Louis had heard.
He removed his hand from Harry and turned towards their friends, raising a curious eyebrow.
"What does that mean?"
Harry was confused, too.
"Fuck Payno, you're so out of the group." muttered the Irish one.
"Which group?" asked Harry.
"For the record, I want to say that I wasn't a part of this group." shrugged Zayn.
"Liar!" exclaimed Liam. "You came up with the name!"
"Did not."
“Did too.”
“Did not!”
"But-"
"Guys." Louis rolled his eyes. "Just tell us."
"Well..." started Niall but he glared at Liam. "It's a bit more than what you think."
Harry frowned.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean- I mean I wasn't exactly the only one planning this."
"Planning?" Louis raised an eyebrow.
Zayn shrugged.
"I was not part of this."
"Malik, shut the fuck up."
And Harry's eyes widened.
He knew his best friend all too well.
"Oh for fuck sake." Niall blushed. "You did another group!"
"H-"
"Another group?" asked Liam, confused.
And then Harry burst out laughing, shaking his head.
"Niall has always been making group, for as long as I can remember. Intervention group for nothing and everything, really." he was still laughing. "So of course how did I not see it!"
"Shut the fuck up, Haz."
"I'm still confused." said Louis.
"I bet there was a name involved." Harry raised an eyebrow, eyes shining with glee.
"No, there was not." he said.
"Evil geniuses." said Liam.
"Heroes don't always wear a cape." said Zayn.
Niall froze and then Harry laughed again before walking to him and hugging him tightly.
"Fuck, I love you Ni." he said and the Irish one rolled his eyes fondly.
"Love you too, you stupid English man."
Louis was talking with Liam when suddenly someone wrapped his arms around his waist and nuzzled the crook of his shoulder.
By the way his heart missed a beat, he knew.
Liam rolled his eyes fondly as Louis went pliant in Harry’s arms.
“And that’s my cue to leave!”
Harry chuckled.
And then he let small kisses along the column of Louis’ neck.
“That feels good.” moaned the older one and he felt the chuckle of his boyfriend.
“Does it?”
Louis nodded, fingers gripping Harry from where they were around his waist.
“It really does.”
Fuck, he was breathless.
“You know-” murmured Harry between kisses. “I actually had-” some more kisses “something planned, to make-” and if he let them a bit too open-mouthed who could see? “you understand that-”
“Oh fuck, right there Haz-” moaned Louis a bit loud as Harry sucked right on his pulse point.
Harry groaned and buried his face in his shoulder.
“Stop that. We’re two seconds away for a major public situation.”
Louis chuckled but it was breathless, cheeks flushed and eyes closed.
“Oh I think we’re less than a second away from that.” he murmured, wiggling his hips to feel Harry.
“Stop it.” groaned Harry.
“Fuck, we really need to stop don’t we.”
“Yes.”
They both tried to take deep breath, regaining control of their bodies.
Once it was almost done, Louis turned around in Harry’s eyes and whined.
“Fuck H. I’m all for self-control but you can’t look like that and expect me to act cool!”
Harry’s cheeks were flushed, green eyes dark and curls curling.
He was a sight.
He scoffed and cupped Louis’ cheek.
“And you? It’s your fault if I feel like I’m about to implode with lust!”
Louis chuckled and leant in, stealing a kiss.
“We need a distraction.” he muttered right before Harry leant in again for another kiss.
“Hm.” he hummed.
“Harry, I’m serious.” he said but they shared another kiss, tongues gliding. “I’m about to jump on you, crowd be damned.”
The curly one took a deep breath and tried to put some distance.
“I actually wanted to tell you something.”
“Go.”
“I had something planned, to make you see I wanted us to be together again.”
That had Louis’ interest.
He raised an eyebrow and receded a bit.
“Oh?”
“Yep.”
“And?”
“You want to see?” he asked shyly.
Louis chuckled and cupped Harry’s cheeks.
“Yes, please.”
Harry beamed, that dimple popping and Louis leant in to kiss it tenderly, making the younger one chuckle, nose scrunching.
“God, I love you.” murmured the blue-eyed one and his boyfriend smiled even wider.
“Then you’re going to love this.” he winked before leaving to the stage. “This is to love.” he said and everyone cheered, “To second chances, or third. Or chances in general.” Louis shook his head fondly and then the music started.
"Never give up hope
You know it does happen to people
When you least expect it" Harry started, tilting his head and Louis smiled already.
Okay.
He was whipped.
Sue him.
"Hard day, long road
A lot of time tryna make it gold
So far from home
I can't remember where I left my soul" Harry shrugged,
His soul had been with Louis since the day they had met.
(Yes, he was cheesy.)
(Yes, he was drunk.)
(Drunk on love.)
(Yes, he was cheesy.)
(No, he didn't care.)
"If I'm here and you're there
I got a picture of you everywhere
In my heart, in my mind
And it'll be until the end of my time" he sang and he tapped his heart once.
Louis smiled.
"Face down like a domino
In a place I will never know
Sometimes yeah you need to go
Yeah you need to go
Where the river runs home"
Louis couldn’t take his eyes off Harry.
God, he was beautiful.
“He’s been listening to this song a lot lately .” only said Niall and Louis blushed.
He could see why.
It was a beautiful song .
"Countin' up the days
And the ways I'm gonna make it happen
I feel the walls are tumbling
I see the doors are opening" Harry sang and Louis smiled, tilting his head.
He could see why Harry would have chosen this song to make him see he was ready again.
It was a perfect fit.
The way Harry had let down his guard around him, little by little.
"It's been a long time
But I know that you've been waiting for me" Harry sang, almost shyly.
But Louis beamed.
Because he had been waiting.
He would have waited his whole fucking life to get to this point.
The sight of Louis seemed to do something to the younger one who smiled brightly, cheeks just a tiny bit flushed.
"And the world will always spin
'Cause love will always win" he said like it was that simple.
And maybe it was.
Maybe it had always been that simple.
"Love will always, love will always
Love will always win"
Louis could feel tears at the back of his eyes.
Their love would always win.
As simple as that.
"I live up in my dreams
Gotta rule, gotta play the scene”
“Your face on my screen
And I remember how it feels to be” Harry’s voice broke only slightly.
Living without Louis…
It had been awful.
And he could only remember the sleepless nights he had spent on his phone, looking at pictures of the both of them until he was just too exhausted to stay up.
You're mine, our lives
I couldn't get better if I tried" the curly one sang again, green eyes locked on blue.
Louis taped his heart twice.
Harry smiled wider.
The message was clear.
"I'll run, jump heights
Just to make it back by your side"
And God, Louis hoped Harry knew he felt the exact same.
Would do anything for him.
Would have done anything to be with him.
"Grey sky and I feel the cold
Another pain in another club
Sometimes yeah you need to go
Yeah you need to go
Where the river runs home"
People cheered as Harry sang and Louis smiled,
His boy was fucking amazing.
And his.
So fucking his.
"Countin' up the days
And the ways I'm gonna make it happen
I feel the walls are tumbling
I see the doors are opening" Harry tilting his head and his eyes were lost on Louis again.
He wanted him to realize how much he actually meant it.
His walls were down.
His doors open.
For real.
"It's been a long time
But I know that you've been waiting for me
And the world will always spin
'Cause love will always win"
And then Harry pointed at the two of them and Louis laughed out loud, fondness written so clearly on his features.
“I love you.” he mouthed and by the smile on Harry’s face, he had understood.
"Love will always, love will always
Love will always win
Love will always, love will always
Love will always win"
“ God, I’ve forgotten how sappy the both of you actually are.” groaned Zayn.
“Shut up, Malik.” said Louis.
“Yes, shut up Malik.” agreed Niall. “They are my masterpiece.”
“Yes, shut up Malik.” agreed Liam.
“LIAM.” said Zayn, outraged.
“What, I thought this was a thing!”
"Face down like a domino
In a place I will never know
Sometimes yeah you need to go
Yeah you need to go
Where the river runs home" he sang quietly, eyes focused on Louis.
Louis who looked so happy, so in love.
It made Harry burst out with love himself as he sang the last part louder.
"Countin' up the days
And the ways I'm gonna make it happen
I feel the walls are tumbling
I see the doors are opening
It's been a long time
But I know that you've been waiting for me
And the world will always spin
'Cause love will always win"
"Love will always, love will always
Love will always win
Love will always, love will always
Love will always win"
“ Come on!” said Harry like he was some blood rockstar, encouraging people to sing and Louis laughed loudly at that.
(God, it felt good to be this happy again.)
And people started singing along, the whole crowd.
"Love will always, love will always
Love will always win
Love will always, love will always
Love will always win"
And as Harry watched that crinkling smile lit up Louis' entire face as the song ended...
He couldn't help but think that indeed,
Love did indeed win.
(And it always would, as far as they were concerned.)
-
A few weeks later.
They were cuddling in Harry's bed one night, and Harry could just feel something was up with his boyfriend.
And they were so happy.
So fucking happy, even more so than the first and second time around.
They had even signed a lease for a brand new shared appartment and life was as perfect as it could get.
But now Louis was preocupied and Harry was almost certain he knew why.
"Lou?" he called and his boyfriend hummed, laying a kiss on his curls. (if Harry could have purred, he would have) "You know you can tell me anything, right?"
Louis tensed.
"You know something's wrong, don't you?"
Harry chuckled and receded, looking up so their eyes could meet.
"I do, my love."
Louis scrunched up his nose.
"You remember that man who gave me his card?"
Harry nodded, eyes patient.
"What about him?"
"I called him." said very quickly Louis. "And we talked. A lot."
"And?"
Louis frowned, sitting up and Harry sat up too.
"And I don't want to lose you."
It was Harry's turn to frown.
"Why would you lose me?"
Louis seemed lost in consideration.
"You've told me how afraid you would be, if I became a swat agent."
Harry took a deep breath and studied his boyfriend closely before taking his hand,
"Babe." he said and Louis looked up, "I want you to be happy."
Louis frowned.
"I'm happy with you."
Harry's heart warmed.
"I know you are." he said because that he didn't doubt anymore. "But being happy with what you do is actually very important." he put a hand on Louis' heart and as he had hoped, Louis' hand covered his own. "You are still you own person Lou, and you have to do what's best for you because in the end what's best for you will be what's best for us."
A small silence, Louis' eyes were shining with tears and he shook his head like he couldn't believe it.
"I love you so fucking much."
Harry chuckled happily.
"I love you too." he said and scooched until he was on Louis' lap. "Now, I do have a condition..."
"Which is?"
"I want you to take your uniform to bed one night..." he dropped his voice and Louis' eyes darkened instantly.
"Fuck yeah." he muttered and then before he could think about it, Harry was laid down on the bed, his boyfriend between his legs, kissing him passionately.
Yes, life was good.
-
A couple years later.
Harry couldn't believe it.
He couldn't believe they were there, at Louis' graduation from the SWAT.
And God if it had been difficult, but Louis had made it.
They had made it.
They had made through Louis' training, Harry searching for a job, through learning to live together.
They had made it through everything.
And now, Harry couldn't be more proud as he was looking from afar at his boyfriend, getting annoyed by Liam and Zayn as per usual.
Harry smiled.
"So..." smirked Niall, elbowing Harry and the curly one jumped.
"So what, Ni?"
Niall chuckled and elbowed him again.
"You do look even more whipped everytime I see you, Harold." he wriggled his eyebrows.
"Could you please stop being annoying for like five seconds?" groaned Harry turning towards his bestfriend.
(But his heart had picked up.)
(Because he knew it was true.)
(He didn't know how it was possible, but he felt like he was falling a bit more in love with Louis with each day that passed.)
"Nope." Niall said and then, "I invested in this relationship, I deserve answers."
Harry laughed.
"You didn't ask anything!"
Niall sighed and rolled his eyes.
"When are the two of you getting married!" he finally exclaimed and Harry's heart missed a beat.
Marriage.
It was not like he wasn't thinking about it.
Because he was.
(More than he was willing to actually admit.)
Louis was it for him and he knew the feeling was mutual.
"It's not in the plan just yet." he said instead.
Niall pouted.
"Why?"
"Because, noisy!" he exclaimed pinching the Irish one. "Louis just got graduated and I just started my work at the University, plus I'm working on my thesis and-"
"None of that are reasons."
"Fuck you, Horan."
"The real reason, please."
Harry glared.
Niall waited.
"Fine, you Irish fucker!" Harry raised his arms in surrender. "Because Louis hasn't proposed."
A silence.
"Yet." added Niall, raising a shoulder.
Harry bit down a smirk and then Louis looked back at him from where he was, eyes fond and adoring.
"Yet." he agreed, heart hammering in his chest.
- A year after Louis' graduation.
Harry was running in the corridors of the hospital trying to control his breathing as he finally reached the door and opened it.
Inside were Luca, Street and Alonso.
But none of them he was interested in today.
No.
His main focus was on the man in the hospital bed, bruises on his beautiful face and a fucking cast on his right arm.
His man.
"Louis!" he whimpered as he came in, hand finding his mouth and green eyes shining with tears.
Harry had been teaching a class when the hospital had called, and for a moment his world had crumbled around him.
This had been his biggest fear.
His Louis hurt in the hospital.
Louis' eyes widened and then softened.
"Oh my love." he said and Harry took a step to him before reaching out and stroking his fringe back to place.
"What happened?" he asked as he sat on the edge of Louis' bed, couldn't help but touch him to make sure he was actually real and alive.
"I'm alright, baby." tried Louis raising a hand and Harry took it still so concerned while his boyfriend brought him to him. "I only broke my elbow when the bomb-"
Harry froze and receded from his embrace.
"The what? "
Louis froze.
Luca made him sign to shut up from where he still was eating icecream behind Harry's back.
"Hm, look-"
"LOUIS!" exclaimed Harry, emerald eyes wide and panicked. "Fuck, you can't-"
"Babe, I'm alr-"
"And now what?"
Suddenly, a warm hand laid on Harry's shoulder.
"Now, I'm taking care of your boy Styles, I promise."
Harry jumped and turned around before he smiled at Hondo.
"You, I trust."
"Somehow, I'm taking that personally." scoffed Luca.
Harry glared his way.
"As you should."
"Baby-" tried Louis.
"Oh don't make me start about your case Tomlinson." Louis froze."Because you're the one I trust the less here!"
Hondo smirked, Luca laughed and Louis scrunched his nose.
But then all of Harry’s bravado fell and he scooted closer to Louis, lips shaking as he asked.
“How are you, Lou? For real?”
And he hated it.
Hated to know his Louis hurt in the hospital.
Hondo patted his shoulder again and then brought everyone out of the room, leaving them alone.
Louis sighed and took Harry’s hand before taking him to him and kissing him.
“I’m perfect now that you’re here.” he said against his lips.
Harry chuckled softly and Louis felt it against his lips.
“Good, if you’re terrible humour is intact then I’m less worried.” he tried but Louis saw right through his lie.
"I'm alright, Hazza. I promise."
Harry closed his eyes and then leant in, burying his face in Louis' chest, feeling his boyfriend's hand stroking his curls.
He couldn't stop the tears, then.
They just came out and Louis didn't try to shush him, just hold him tighter with his valid arm and stroked his hair, laying a kiss there from time to time.
"You promised you wouldn't do anything stupid." whispered Harry.
Louis sighed.
"I did."
"You promised you would think about me before doing anything stupid."
Louis froze and then searched for Harry's face, forcing him to look up.
"Harry, I'm always thinking about you." he said and green eyes were shining with tears. "No matter what happens, I'm always always always thinking about you. You have to know that."
Harry leant into his hand.
"I just want you to be safe." he murmured, voice breaking.
Louis' heart broke in his chest.
His baby.
"I promise I'll always come back to you." he said.
"You can't promise me that."
Louis scoffed.
"Watch me, baby."
Harry bit down a smile and leant in again.
"Fine." he murmured and laid a kiss on his chest. "I believe you."
Louis let out a deep breath.
He knew he'd have a long road ahead of him to reassure Harry things would be alright, but Louis had time.
They would make it.
For now, he needed to make Harry smile again.
"Can I have a kiss, now?"
Harry chuckled and receded, cupping his cheeks and studying his face closely.
"You're lucky I love your stupid face so much."
Louis' laughter were drowned by the passionate kiss his boyfriend gave him.
“Remind me why we’re doing that again?” asked Deacon, brows furrowed.
Louis shrugged but walked towards Harry’s class.
“We’re not doing anything.” he muttered.
They weren't.
Not really.
"Some dumb 20 year old is making eye at his boy." said Luca and Louis froze.
That was one way of saying it.
Harry had told him a few days ago at lunch like it was nothing that one of his students had a big crush on him and had been asking him out after class.
Yes, Harry had told him he had a boyfriend.
No, Louis wasn't jealous.
They had already cleared that out.
"I see." chuckled Alonso and Louis glared at her.
"I'm just bringing my boyfriend's lunch."
"At 4 pm" she said, raising an eyebrow.
"It's for tomorrow."
Street laughed and Louis flipped him off.
"Are you coming or not?" he asked, annoyed suddenly.
Luca smiled.
"I'm always there to put cheeky students back a notch."
Louis smiled.
Great.
He took a deep breath and opened the door.
When the door opened and they got inside the lecture hall in full uniforms, Harry's eyes widened when he was the first to see them.
And then students started turning around and whispering.
Louis tried to scan the crowd to find the man Harry had been talking about and he saw his colleagues doing exactly what he had asked them to,
(God, Louis was so jealous.)
"Hm, that's enough for today." tried Harry, but he looked confused as his eyes found Louis again.
Louis who was walking down the stairs to get to him.
And then suddenly he froze.
A student was looking at Harry way too closely, waiting near his desk to talk to him while every other students hurried to leave, throwing worried glances around them at the police officers.
But not that student.
That student had only eyes for Harry.
His Harry.
So Louis walked quickly and Harry walked to him, raising an eyebrow.
"Am I under arrest?" he asked, green eyes shining.
"Only if you want to." winked Louis and Harry laughed at that, shaking his head fondly.
"What are you doing here, babe?"
Louis took a deep breath and wrapped an arm around Harry's waist, making the younger one gasp but his body went pliant in Louis' arms.
"Just needed to see you, today." he murmured and Harry's eyes darkened as Louis leant in and stole a kiss way too deep for a public setting.
Harry whined soflty and Louis couldn't help it, he kissed him again.
And again.
When they receded, Harry's eyes were a bit unfocused and he swallowed dryly.
"Ok..." he murmured and Louis had to bit down a smirk.
Still got it.
"I'll see you at home?" he asked and Harry nodded, clearing his throat with flushed cheeks.
Yes, Louis was particularly proud.
So he leant in and laid a tender kiss on Harry's red cheek before turning around and winking at the poor student who was still looking at them with wide eyes and a pale face.
Good.
Louis left the auditorium, prouder than ever.
(And with the lunch he had meant to leave with Harry, but it didn't matter.)
He should have known he wouldn't get away with it that easily.
Louis came in and Harry was waiting for him on the couch, arms crossed and looking annoyed.
Oops.
"Hi, baby." he tried but Harry raised an eyebrow as he got up and walked to his partner.
Louis took a step back.
"Don't "baby" me." he said, taking a step closer and Louis one back and suddenly, he was stuck between the door and his boyfriend.
"H-"
"What was today about, Louis?"
Oh.
Louis.
Shit, he was in trouble.
The older one leant against the wall and took a deep breath, trying a shrug.
"Nothing."
"Lou-"
"Just missed you."
Harry rolled his eyes and took another step closer, now towering Louis.
And fuck, he was a fucking swat agent.
But when his boyfriend looked at him like that...
Louis swallowed.
"Babe?" asked Harry softly, one hand finding Louis' neck and the other his waist.
Fuck, that was unfair.
The fucker knew it.
He tried to take a deep breath.
"I-"
"Don't lie to me. I know you better than that."
Fuck.
And then Louis sighed and rolled his eyes before his hands wrapped around Harry's neck and he brought the younger one even closer to him. Harry's eyes widened and Louis smirked, two could play that game.
"Do you want to hear me say I've been mad with jealousy, my love?" he murmured and Harry swallowed.
"I want to know the truth."
"Oh. The truth." he said, leaving small kisses along the side of Harry's jaw til the side of his neck and he felt the rumble underneath his lips.
"Louis." tried to warn the younger one but his hand on his waist was holding Louis tighter.
"Okay." said the older one, receding a bit.
Their eyes locked.
"What was it all about?" murmured Harry and they were so fucking close. "Is it about what I told you? That Evan's been flirting with me?"
Louis froze.
Fucking Evan.
And that was reaction enough for Harry, who shook his head fondly.
"My darling..." he said, leaning in. "He's 22."
"So what?" answered Louis stubbornly.
"I'm 27, Lou."
"Your point?"
"My point is that he's young and I'm his teacher."
Louis frowned.
"It could happen. Age is just a number."
Harry rolled his eyes.
"Maybe in another universe." he shrugged, "But in this Universe, I'm pretty madly in love with you." he murmured and that had Louis' heart miss a beat.
Okay.
That was nice to hear.
Louis groaned loudly and buried his face in Harry's neck.
"Fine. I was a jealous idiot. That's what you want to hear?"
Harry hold him closer.
"Something like that." and then he cupped Louis' cheeks and forced their eyes to look."You know there's literally not a chance on Earth I'll ever leave you, right?" he said softly and Louis bit his bottom lip as he looked at the love of his life.
"I know." he said finally and Harry beamed, that dimple popping.
And then his eyes darkened again and Louis' back was on the door again, raising an eyebrow.
"A problem, Mr Styles?" he murmured and Harry moaned softly before leaning into his partner and Louis let out a small whimper as he felt all of Harry's hard part against his. "Baby-"
"I love seeing you so possessive-" murmured the younger one before leaving open-mouthed kisses along his neck, then his jaw and he ended up biting it softly, making Louis losing it as he gripped at Harry's shoulder until his knuckles were right.
And then he pushed Harry until he was the one against the wall and the younger one became pliant against him in an instant.
"Now..." whispered Louis and Harry blinked his beautiful green eyes at him. "I think someone deserves to be taken into custody... don't you think?"
He leant in and stole a very tongue-filled kiss that had the both of them breathless.
(Needless to say they didn't get much sleep on that night.)
Louis paused in front the door of their flat and took a very good breath.
Okay.
He could do this.
He could.
(And he would.)
So he opened the door and came in,
“Babe?” called Louis, coming in. “Are you ready? I took my shower at the Swat so I’m all ready to go.”
And God, if Louis was ready.
He had been ready for years, really.
Today was their fifth anniversary.
Five years since they had gotten back together.
Louis couldn't believe it.
Couldn't believe he got to be this happy with the love of his life.
(Forever, if the night turned out the way he wanted it to.)
Louis laid his bag near the door and was ready to turn around when two arms wrapped around his body from behind.
He relaxed instantly.
“What do you mean, you showered at the station?” grumbled his boyfriend.
Louis chuckled and leant into his boyfriend,
“Exactly that.”
Louis could picture the pout on Harry’s face and he shook his head softly, turning around in his arms and their eyes finally locked.
“Not this again.” he sighed, but he was amused.
And entirely enticed by the boy in his arms.
“I just don’t like it.” whined Harry.
Louis laughed.
He knew what this was about.
“Poor Jim has done nothing to you! He even saved us.”
“I know that.”
“He’s happy with Chris.”
“I know that, too.”
“And I love you more than anything in this world.”
“Bloody hell, I know.”
“Then what?” asked Louis, playing with the hair at the nape of Harry’s neck tenderly.
Harry scrunched his nose and Louis had never found him prettier.
“He’s got dimples.” he finally said and Louis laughed out loud, “I know how much you love dimples.”
And he sounded so petulant.
Louis laughed again and brought their faces together.
“I love your dimples, my love. There’s a difference.”
Harry hummed, but he was trying to keep the smile off his face.
“Fine.” and then he brought Louis closer, nuzzling his nose in Louis’ neck before leaving small kisses there. “Excuse me to be worried my very fit swat officer of a boyfriend might find better than me.”
Louis shook his head and then moved his head to clear the path for Harry’s kisses, moaning in the back of his throat as the younger one sucked what would no doubt leave a trace.
“Never gonna happen.” he said breathlessly. “I’m yours.”
He felt Harry’s smirk against his neck.
“Good.”
“Did you seriously just leave a love bite right above my collar?”
Harry chuckled happily.
“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”
God, Louis loved him.
He chuckled and when Harry receded, he cupped his cheeks and went on tiptoes to steal another kiss.
And another.
Harry moaned at the back of his throat and kissed back.
But before it became too much, Louis receded and his boyfriend chased his lips making him chuckle.
"I have a reservation." he murmured and Harry frowned.
"Let's cancel it. Spend our anniversary here." another kiss. "In bed."
Louis chuckled happily.
"Believe me, that does sound tempting." he murmured kissing back. But then he removed Harry's arms from his waist and took a step back. "But I have plans, mister."
Harry pouted and Louis kissed his nose tenderly.
"Fine."
Louis' heart was hammering in his chest.
Too late to back down now.
Louis was nervous.
"Are you okay, baby?" asked Harry and Louis nodded but his fingers were tapping the steering wheel.
"Perfect."
Harry frowned, confused.
And then he squeezed Louis' tight tenderly.
"Whatever you've planned, I will love it."
Louis chuckled nervously.
"I'll hold you to that." he murmured.
And then they finally arrived and Louis parked the car.
Harry looked around him and then his eyes widened as he realized where exactly they were.
"I'm not sure I understand, baby." he said confused as he looked around.
"It's our fifth anniversary, I wanted to do something special."
Harry looked around one more time and then when he looked at Louis, his eyes were shining with tears.
(His beautiful, beautiful eyes.)
"You brought us back to our cafe?" his voice broke and Louis cupped his cheek.
"I did."
"We've not been here in years!"
"I know." chuckled the older one. "But it's where it all began, isn't it?"
Tears were shining in Harry's eyes as he leant in, cupping Louis' cheeks and kissing him so tenderly Louis shivered.
"I love you. So much."
"I love you, too. Happy anniversary."
"Happy anniversary, my love."
They came inside and Harry absolutely stopped.
There were light everywhere.
His heart started hammering in his chest.
"Lou-" he started but his boyfriend was smiling, blue eyes shining with love.
"Can I take your jacket?"
Harry froze, eyes wide.
And then he squealed.
"Niall!" he shouted and hugged his best friend.
Niall laughed and hugged him back.
"Hey, Harold."
"What are you doing here?"
"Being part of the anniversary." he shrugged and Harry looked at Louis, confused.
"There are a few surprises along the way." he chuckled and Harry smiled, still so confused. "Ready, my love?" he held his hand.
Harry narrowed his eyes, somehow it felt so much more than that.
But he only felt warmth as he took Louis' hand, answering.
"With you? For anything."
Turned out Niall wasn't the only one.
There was Liam and Zayn too ( Harry had hugged the both of them so tightly).
There was Louis' team as well.
Luca was currently playing guitar on a stage, Alonso singing soft tunes in the background.
And now, they were sat together on the only table, underneath the dozens of lights and candles and Harry didn't dare believe but something was clearly up with his boy.
They were holding hands on the table, ending the main course - which had been brought by a very smug Liam, when Harry talked again.
"Best anniversary ever."
Louis blushed.
"It's been five years my love, can you believe it?"
Harry smiled and laid a reverent kiss on their joined hands.
"I can, actually. I've known pretty early that you were the love of my life."
Tears were shining in the blue of Louis' eyes.
"Fuck." swore the older one. "I can't take it anymore."
Harry frowned, Louis got up.
Harry's heart stopped.
"Lou?"
But Louis didn't answer, instead he swallowed dryly and walked to Harry before kneeling in front of him.
A loud gasp escaped the younger one, tears already pricking at the back of his eyes.
"Oh my God." he whispered and Louis chuckled nervously before taking Harry's hand and laying it on his beating heart.
"Harry Styles." he started and had to clear his throat. "It's been five years since we got back together, and not one single day don't I wake up looking at you and thinking how lucky I am to be with the love of my entire life." Harry smiled, a tear rolling down his cheek. "We found each other in the most strange of way, but I wouldn't have things any other way because somehow, it brought us here today." Harry nodded, Louis reached out for something in his pocket and the opened the velvet box and Harry gasped again at how beautiful the ring was.
"Oh my God, Lou-"
"My Hazza." continued Louis, a tear rolling down his own cheek. " Ralph Waldo Emerson said that people destined to meet will do so, apparently by chance, at precisely the right moment." Harry let out a teary chuckle and reached out to stroke Louis' cheek for a second. "I believe we were destined to meet on that day years ago, in that very cafe."
"I believe so too." he said, wiping his cheek softly.
Louis smiled, eyes crinkling.
"So, my love, my Harry..." he took a deep breath. "Will you make me the happiest of all men, and marry me?"
Harry was nodding before he could speak.
"Yes! Yes, a thousand times yes!!" he chuckled and Louis put the ring on his trembling finger, kissing his hand reverently before Harry couldn't take it anymore and he tackled him to the floor,kissing him again and again and again.
Everyone around them cheered, but they couldn't hear them.
"God, I love you." said Harry, voice trembling and Louis let out a teary chuckle. "I love you so much!"
"I love you too." he said, stealing another kiss. "Fuck, we're getting married, my love!"
Harry kissed him again, swipping his tongue in and Louis groaned, kissing back.
"I can't wait." murmured the younger one, breathless.
Their eyes locked and they had never been happier.
Never.
After that, dinner passed quickly.
Harry and Louis couldn't take their hands off each other, their lips either.
"I have one last surprise before we go home."
Harry's eyes darkened at the night awaiting them.
Louis' heart was hammering in his chest.
Fuck.
He shook his head and chased every thought about skipping his last surprise, getting up and holding Harry his hand.
The younger one smiled and took it and they walked to the middle of the room when Alonso started singing another song.
Harry chuckled happily, his arms around Louis' neck, bringing him closer.
“The moon is high
Like your friends were the night that we first met
Went home and tried to stalk you on the internet
Now I've read all of the books beside your bed”
Harry raised an eyebrow and Louis laughed.
“Come on curly, time has passed, you can admit it.”
“Admit what?”
“Admit that you did go home and stalk me on the internet after that first time we met.”
Harry blushed.
Louis laughed.
“Fuck off.” muttered the younger one. “I’m taking that secret to my grave.”
“The wine is cold
Like the shoulder that I gave you in the street
Cat and mouse for a month or two or three
Now I wake up in the night and watch you breathe”
“ You know,” said Harry. “This is actually scary how much it looks made for us.”
Louis brought him closer to his chest.
“Do you think Taylor Swift is spying on us, baby?”
“I think she’s a fan of Secret Campus is what I think.” he said seriously and then couldn’t help the laugh at Louis’ chuckle.
“Kiss me once 'cause you know I had a long night
Kiss me twice 'cause it's gonna be alright
Three times 'cause I've waited my whole life ”
"Taylor Swift?" Harry raised an eyebrow as their eyes locked and his fucking beautiful green eyes were shining so much Louis felt himself lean into him.
"Liam's idea." he muttered.
Harry laughed.
And really, Louis was just a man so he leant in and stole a very deep kiss.
The sort of kiss that had Harry moan quite loudly in the back of his throat.
"Hey!" said Niall. "You're still in public! Please, stay decent."
Harry chuckled and blushed, Louis only flipped Niall off.
"It's so not Liam's idea." chuckled Harry.
"Styles." whined Louis.
"We both know you worship Taylor Swift."
Louis blushed and shrugged.
"She's alright, I guess."
Harry laughed again and nuzzled his cheek tenderly.
"Fuck, I love you so much."
Louis' heart missed a beat.
Or several.
“I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings
Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want, and”
“ I would, you know.” murmured Louis so softly and their eyes locked. “Marry you with paper rings.”
Harry’s eyes were shining with unshed tears.
“I know, my love.”
“ I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this”
Their eyes locked again, no more words necessary.
“ Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
Oh, you're the one I want”
"This proposal" started Harry. "It's everything I could have dreamt of."
Louis blushed.
"I wanted it to be perfect."
Harry leant in, stealing a long kiss.
"It is. It really is, my love."
“In the winter, in the icy outdoor pool
When you jumped in first, I went in too
I'm with you even if it makes me blue”
Their eyes locked again, both very much aware that they would do anything for the other.
“ Which takes me back
To the color that we painted your brother's wall
Honey, without all the exes, fights, and flaws
We wouldn't be standing here so tall, so”
And God, this hit home.
“I’d do it all again, you know.” said the younger one and Louis’ eyes widened.
“All of it?” he frowned.
Harry reached out to furrow his frown and then let his hand get lost on his cheek, then his jaw and ended its course on Louis’ beating heart.
“All of it.”
“Kiss you once 'cause I know you had a long night
Kiss you twice 'cause it's gonna be alright
Three times 'cause you waited your whole life ”
"I can't wait to have you all for myself later." murmured Louis against Harry's jaw and he felt the shiver running through the younger one as he hold him closer.
"Fuck Lou." he said, voice hoarse. "You can't do that to me, right now."
Louis receded and chuckled, obviously proud of himself.
“I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings
Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want, and
I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams
Oh, you're the one I want”
Louis took Harry's hand - the one with the ring, and smiled before laying a reverent kiss on it.
"I have no words to tell how happy you make me feel, H."
A tear rolled down the curly's face.
"I feel the same."
“I want to drive away with you
I want your complications too
I want your dreary Mondays
Wrap your arms around me, baby boy”
Liam walked to Niall and Zayn, smiling.
"We did a great job, didn't we?" he asked and Niall scoffed.
"Excuse you, I think I'm mainly to thank for this!"
Liam opened the mouth but Zayn elbowed him.
"Who cares. Look at them." they looked at Harry and Louis, completely lost in each other. "Look how happy they are."
They both smiled, so happy for their friends.
"I call godfather on their first kid." said Niall quickly and Liam groaned,
"You can't just call grandfather, Niall!"
"Of course I can!"
"No, you bloody-"
Zayn rolled his eyes fondly.
“I want to drive away with you
I want your complications too
I want your dreary Mondays
Wrap your arms around me, baby boy
Uh huh”
"How long have you been planning this?" asked Harry from where his face was, buried in Louis' neck.
The older one smiled.
"From the day I met you."
Harry laughed and receded, slapping his chest slightly.
"Sap!" he accused and Louis stucked out his tongue at him.
They both laughed happily, and resumed dancing, Louis' nuzzling against the crook of Harry's shoulder this time.
"8 months, I think." he admitted and Harry's heart missed a beat.
“I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings
Uh huh, that's right
You're the one I want
I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh huh
Darling, you're the one I want”
Hondo walked to the trio, with everyone that wasn't Luca or Alonso, still on stage.
"We're going to leave them some privacy."
"They certainly look like they need it." chuckled Street, waving at where Harry and Louis were making out instead of dancing.
Niall groaned.
"They have no public restraint." he said fondly.
"We'll go too, actually." said Liam. "They need their space."
“I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings
Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want, and
I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams”
“ You're the one I want
In paper rings, in picture frames, and all my dreams
Oh, you're the one I want”
Louis didn't care about anything that wasn't Harry.
Harry's lips on his.
Harry's hands on his body.
Harry's breath hitting his skin.
Harry's curls underneath his fingers.
Harry.
Harry.
Harry.
“You're the one I want, one I want
You're the one I want, one I want” ended Alonso and then she rolled her eyes fondly at the couple and pushed Luca to the door, where the others were waiting for them outside.
Louis and Harry had not even realized they were gone, they receded breathless and blue eyes locked onto green.
"Take me home." murmured Harry, stealing another tongue-filled kiss and Louis' knees buckled as he answered,
"Your wish is my command, future husband."
(The bright dimple smile he got in return was the only thing he wanted to see for the rest of his life.)
Secret Campus update -
So this is it, dear readers.
My final goodbyes.
With the news of Harry and Louis finally tying the knot, it’s time for me to take a bow and leave to other adventures.
Thank for everything.
Xx
“For fuck’s sake, are you coming?”
Zayn jumped and closed his laptop hurriedly.
“Just one second, Payno!”
Liam came in, frowning as he looked at him.
“What were you doing?”
Zayn rolled his eyes and got up.
“Nothing, you noisy fucker.”
Liam rolled his eyes and left.
Zayn got up, chanced one last look at his dear computer and smirked.
Yes,
He’d take that secret with him to the grave.