Strong by One Direction
Louis’ POV
I ran my fingers through my ever-growing hair, as I searched through my pockets for my keys. I couldn’t get the damn front door open and I had a feeling that curly haired menace has something to do with it. He was constantly pulling little pranks like these when I had rehearsal for the school show I was directing. I was really really hoping it wouldn’t be today because it was our five year anniversary. Five years ago, today, was the happiest day of my life. The day Harry Styles grew a pair and ignored those football jocks so he could ask me to be his boyfriend on stage at the school play.
I finally got the goddamn keys and unlocked the door. Surprisingly, the flat was pitch black with no head of curly hair to be seen. I turned the lights on and called for Harry but I got no answer. I walked into the kitchen and set my bag on the counter. I went over to the fridge to grab a drink but before I could, I noticed a note stuck on the fridge.
My Dearest Louis,
“Cheesy bastard,” I thought.
As you know, (since you’ve reminded me countless times) today is our five year anniversary. I don’t want to go into detail about what this means to me right now, but I want you to come find me. I know you’re probably rolling your eyes at me right now but, I love you xx. So I’ve left a hint in your favorite spot in the house. See you soon baby!!! xxx
How much cheesier can he get? I smiled and thought about what the hell he meant by my favorite spot in the house? Jesus isn’t it obvious? It’s obviously the bedroom. I ran across the hall to Harry’s and my bedroom. Without a doubt, this had to be it so I wasn’t surprised to see a little note on my pillow.
Hey there Boo!
So you found the first clue, good job! But your scavenger hunt isn’t over yet. Next, I want you to go to the place where we met for the very first time, go up to the counter, and tell them your name. Love you lots xxx
Starbucks. Fucking Starbucks. I remember that day like it was yesterday…
I tugged my beanie down over my cold ears as I rushed into Starbucks to get my tea before classes started. I walked up to the counter just as another person did. I couldn’t see his face. All I could see was a tall, lean build and a mop of curly brown hair. It wasn’t long before I was shoved to the side.
“Hey! Watch where you’re going, curly!” I yelled. The boy turned to look at me and then blue met green for the first time of many.
From then on, we always saw each other at Starbucks every morning and every day in English class, fourth period. So I grabbed my coat and bounded out the front door and around the corner to that magical Starbucks where it all began.
I walked through the door of the coffee shop and walked right up to the counter. “Someone told me to come to the counter and give you my name… so I’m Louis.” Well that was awkward. The blonde at the counter only smiled and handed me a cup.
“He loves you a lot.” She smiled and when I handed her the money, she only handed it back. “Already paid.” I smiled and thanked her.
As I walked out of the Starbucks, I looked at the cup, and low and behold, there was another scribbled note from my Hazza.
Lou Lou,
Yay! You remembered (: I don’t know why I’m surprised but there’s still more clues you need to find. The next note is where we shared our first kiss xxx It’s really special to me and to you as well. Love you to infinity and beyond xxx
I should’ve known he would send me to the pier. Thank God it was within walking distance. That night was beautiful even though Harry was absolutely wasted.
“It’s alright, Harry, take it easy.” I whispered as I led a staggering Harry over to the pier right across the street from Zayn’s flat where a huge party was held. I wasn’t drinking because I had to be up for work but Harry… well Harry didn’t care.
“You’re eyes are preeeeeeeeetty.” Harry giggled, almost falling over. I just laughed. Thankfully, he was too drunk to see how red my cheeks were. I sat him down on the pier, carefully. I sat down criss cross across from him and he mimicked me. He was still giggling from the previous comment. But then, he looked me right in the eye and just studied me for a moment. Then he whispered, “Is it bad that I really want to kiss you?”
I was shocked by that comment but I still found the courage to lean in and he met me halfway, softly pressing his lips to mine. I swear to God, someone sent off fireworks.
I smiled, remembering the memory the entire run to the pier. Once I got there, I saw a small rock and under the rock was another note from Harry.
Dear LouBear,
Do you still smile about it too? I thought so. Only one more clue to find baby. This one is my favorite xx I want you to go to the place where I first told you I loved you. I loved you then, I love you still, always have and always will. Xxx
That cheesy little bastard was sending me to his old treehouse. In that little hideaway where our whole relationship changed.
I had Harry’s hand tight in my grip as we ran through the rain to his mom’s flat. Harry wanted to take me to a football game but it got rained out and we had to leave. Harry had driven us to his home where I was to stay the night with him in his old treehouse. Harry and I made it and we climbed up the ladder and we stood, huddled together under the small wooden roof. Harry looked at me, like he always did, but this time something was different. There was something else there in his gaze. I couldn’t place what it was until Harry said four words that flipped my life upside down.
“God, I love you.”
I climbed up the ladder to the tree house. Hanging on one of the small branches, was another small note. This one had one sentence written on it.
Turn around.
I turned around and was met with those dazzling green eyes I had fell in love with. He took both my hands in his and started singing.
I’m sorry that I say I need you
But I don’t care, I’m not scared of love
Cause when I’m not with you I’m weaker
Is that so wrong, is it so wrong
That you make me strong
“Louis, Louis, Louis… where do I start? I love your eyes, your smile, your sass, your body, your mind, your voice, your ass, your amazing kindness, and how passionate you are about everything. You make me strong. I have so many beautiful things to say, five years’ worth of memories but you know, you were there, you lived it with me. I loved those five years and I want a million more,” He then let go of one of my hands and dropped to one knee, “Louis William Tomlinson, will you marry me?”
“Yes! Jesus, yes you idiot.” Then we kissed, and I could not be more excited to feel like this for the rest of my life.
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