Always You (L.S)

Coming Out with him: 32

LOUIS' POV:

Harry stepped onto the stairs, I awaited him at the bottom. He made my knees grow weak, as he walked down the stairs slowly, with a big smile painted on his face.

He wore a long poofy dress. It was beautiful, it was a light blue color, that had flowers on the skirt of the dress, with black outlines. The dress fit him perfectly, the way he so effortlessly looked good in any clothing was mind blowing. For all I cared he could strut in a black garbage bag, and I'd be drooling. Harry made his way down the stairs, as if we were in a movie or a book. It was that type of moment, where the main character was walking down the stairs looking gorgeous than ever, as the love of their life stood at the bottom of the stairs awaiting them. It was that type of moment. This skirt flowed against the stairs heavenly, as gold jewelry complemented his outfit.

My jaw was dropped wide open, as he made himself down the stairs, I scanned his entire body up and down, admiring the beautiful boy standing in front of me.

"Jesus Christ," I said, as I stood there breathless, Harry smiling bigger than ever.

"You look so beautiful," I claimed, as I took his hand in mine, slowly caressing his cheek with my other hand.

"You look dashing, in a tux," Harry said, scanning me up and down, leaving me all flustered.

I coughed, as we both stood there  blushing heavily ,as if we were in the fifth grade at a school dance.

I quickly led Harry out into the Limo, as we climbed in. I grabbed a bottle of champagne, popping it open, Harry completely losing his shit as I poured a glass for the both of us.

I raised my glass to make  a toast, "To the love of my life,"

"I'm ready to share my love for you with the rest of the world," I said as we clink our glasses together, both of us taking a sip.

We let the glasses drop to the floor, before both us hungrily pulled each other in. Our lips attacking each other completely devouring one another. His tongue slipped into my mouth, as the taste of champagne remained on his tongue making me want him more.

20 minutes later

We had stayed in the back of the Limo making out, not being able to get enough of each other, only for the Limo to come to a stop. Harry pulled away, placing small kisses on my lips, looking into my eyes. "Are you ready for this?" Harry asked me. I shook my head, placing a small kiss on his forehead. "I'm Ready."

I stepped out of the Limo, taking my way to Harry's side, I opened the door for him, as I took his hand in mine, helping him out of the car. As we made our way onto the red carpet hand in hand, the crowd erupted into screams. All eyes were on us, as we stood in the middle of the carpet, flashing lights were everywhere, as we heard fans sobbing in tears.

I turned to look at Harry, as I pulled him in, wrapping my arm around his back, my other hand taking his. We swayed together, as we both laughed, tears in both of our eyes.

I spun him around, his dress spinning along with him, as he fell into my arms. I picked him up, spinning him around, hugging him tight as ever.

Putting him down softly, I kissed him. I kissed him passionately, the screaming intensified, as people cheered for us. People began clapping, and wooing for us, but everything faded away.

I kissed Harry with such passion. Losing myself in him, everything faded away, it was just the two of us. Like the entire world was gone, and it was the two of us finally getting everything we ever dreamed of. Harry kissed me back with pure desire, as I lost myself in him, completely forgetting where we were.

Suddenly Harry pulled away, picking me up and spinning me around. Both of us laughed, as we heard all the support coming through the crowd, tears down my cheeks. He placed me down, as I finally took a chance to look out into the crowd. People were crying. For us?

They were crying, screaming at the tops of their lungs, "I AM SO PROUD OF YOU." It melted my heart, as Harry and I took a moment to share eye contact, both smiling bigger than ever.

The amount of support that rang through our ears was insane. I never knew why I was so afraid of this, I'm finally free, we were finally free. Harry, and I posed for a few pictures for the paparazzi, as we made our ways over to the fans. One of the fans stood out to me, as she was sobbing at the sight of Harry and I.

I made my way to her, as I pulled her in for a hug,holding her tightly as she sobbed into my chest. I stroked her hair, as I thanked her for her incredible support, tears forming in my eyes, as she looked into my eyes saying "I am so proud of you Louis,"

"You've come so far, I am so happy for you." She cried to me, making my heart grow ten times bigger, as I looked over to Harry doing the same for other fans.

This was it, everything I had ever wished for was happening. I was free, I was able to be who I always was.

I can't see myself doing anything in this world without Harry by my side. He was the first one that caught my eye, from the moment he entered my life I knew it was him. He brought out a side of me that I thought I lost. I'm with him until the end of the line.

I once heard a phrase I didn't believe in until now, but in this very moment I knew what they meant.

"No measure of time with you will be long enough, but let's start with forever."