Fix You (Larry Stylinson)

Epilogue

Louis’ POV

Sugarscape: LARRY STYLINSON IS REAL!

The Sun: 2/5 of One Direction confirmed Gay and dating.

New York Times: Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson confirmed dating.

Every tabloid had our names written all over it, I didn’t know how I felt about that. Good I guess, it was a relief to finally be in public with Harry. But I knew that Harry was looking at the hate he was getting on his twitter. Heck, I was getting it too. I walked into our room the other night to see Harry crying as he stared at his computer screen. I’d pulled him into my arms and soothed him; I didn’t know how to assure Harry their opinions didn’t matter. Finally I said “Shouldn’t my opinion of you matter more than some strangers who don’t know the real you?” Harry had taken that to heart and nodded and then I had shown Harry just how beautiful he was to me.

A week had passed but the news was still on everyone’s lips. Harry and I chose to stay in the apartment, where we weren’t constantly hounded by press. We cuddled together and watched Friends with ice cream and Harry even dared tweet a picture of the two of us kissing.
A few weeks later our management team thought it was settled enough for us to do an interview. It was the night before and the rest of the boys had given Harry and I space because they knew we were both pretty scared and nervous. Harry cooked me dinner and we ate it in silence. “Boo…” Harry whispered as he was packing away the dishes and I was seated on the counter, watching him.
“Yeah honey?” I whispered.
“… You’re never going to leave me right?” He breathed. I looked at him incredulously.
“Of course not baby, why would you ever think that?” I cried. Over time Harry and I were starting to get more affectionate, especially with terms of endearment.
“I… I had a nightmare… That… That this interview was going to make everything go to hell and you’d get more hate and you’d give up on us… because it was too hard being with me” He whimpered. My eyes widened. I knew Harry was scared of tomorrow, he was terrified of saying anything wrong or if the questions were too personal or if he stuffed up so bad that the fans didn’t even want to support a band with gays in it. I told him his fears were irrational, but Harry was a very anxious guy. I walked over to him and wrapped him up in my arms, even though he was taller than me. “Hey.. Hey… I’m not going anywhere no matter what happens, I could never leave you baby, never ever, I need you so much, I love you so much, I can’t breathe without you Harry” I confessed, holding him tight and pressing kisses up and down his neck. “I love you Harry” I breathed.
“I love you too Louis, so so much” He promised.
We settled down into bed and I knew Harry needed some comforting. I cuddled him up to my body; our torsos flush against each other and then plugged my IPod into some headphones, putting one in my ear and the other in Harry’s. I selected a song and pressed play, the rhythmic tune playing as we slowly fell into a trance, a bubble of love and beauty and honesty and care and… Safety, wrapped in each other’s embrace.
“I was made to keep your body warm
But I'm cold as, the wind blows
So hold me in your arms
My heart's against your chest
Your lips pressed to my neck
I've fallen for your eyes
But they don't know me yet
And the feeling I forget
I'm in love now”
“No matter what happens tomorrow, I’m here okay?” I breathed. Harry nodded against my chest.
“Here forever” Harry confirmed.
“Forever is still too short baby” I whispered back. “But I guess it will do”
Harry chuckled. “Boo…” He whispered again, asking me another question.
“Yeah honey?” I asked, stroking his curls as the song came to an end.
“Do you want to marry me someday?” Harry breathed, looking into my eyes. I felt my breath hitch.
“Is that you asking?” I whispered.
“Not right now, I want to do it with a ring and a speech and a romantic setting…” he beamed. “I just kinda want… reassurance that I’ll get a yes” He whispered. I looked at him in amazement.
“As if I’d say anything else” I breathed. I closed the gap and kissed him lovingly, cupping his neck. My heart was swelling that Harry had actually thought about all this. “I love you” I breathed onto his lips as we kissed.
“I love you too”
“I can’t wait to be Mr Styles” I giggled as we rested our foreheads together.
“You’re never going to be” Harry assured. I looked at him questioningly. “We’re going to be the Stylinsons, forever and ever”

The End.
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