MONEY - Larry Stylinson Soulmate AU ✓

· Chapter 10 ·

Word Count: 1069

Edited

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It was six months since they had found each other - their sixth month anniversary.

Louis still remembers the night he gave himself to Harry.

It was magical, and he wished so badly to go back to that night on Harry's birthday.

Everytime Harry and Louis wanted to have sex, but were away from each other, they'd send one another 69 dollars, and the rest would go on from there.

Him and Harry had bought an old, huge flat complex together three months ago and turned it into a rehabilitation center for people of all ages who were suffering from poverty, abuse, or whatever caused them to have no where else to turn.

They turned the first floor into a place where people could get checked into a room for free, stay there for as long as a month, and have free meals, hang out and lounge with other guests, and have their lives improve in no time. 

The second floor was the nursery, daycare, and the nurses office.

In the time the people were there, they were to look for a job and a new house or flat they could live in with the help of various staff members.

Children who were there would often stay much longer than the adults, and would be given different options as to where they would go once they left.

The building was kept running by all of the money Harry already had, as well as the many donations they received from their website the two had created, where people from all over the globe could donate.

Louis and Harry often visited and helped out, and they regularly visited other organizations to donate and help out as much as possible.

It made Louis overjoyed that the unfortunate people, who had once lived like him, were finally getting their lives back on track.

Louis had also gotten a job.

He was the ceo of a clothing company.

He was making so much money, that he often had to pinch himself to make sure it was real.

A lot of what he made was donated to his and Harry's building, and they were working on opening a new one, since the current one was so full, that they feared the rooms would run out.

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Back to their six month anniversary, Louis and Harry were sharing a candle lit dinner in their dining room.

"This steak is delicious, babe. Thank you for making it," Louis commented, cutting another piece of his meat before placing it in his mouth, it basically melting on his tongue.

"Of course, hun. And thank you for making the  mashed potatoes and peas," Harry smiled, leaning across the table to kiss Louis.

Louis blushed slightly, and smiled.

"You and your peas."

"Hey," Harry laughed, "Are you making fun of me?"

Louis feigned innocence, "Of course not! I would never."

Their meal continued on, the flame's glow from the candle sticks dancing on their skin, illuminating the otherwise dark room.

That was, until Harry supposedly dropped a pea on the ground.

"Oopsies, silly me. Can't waste a single pea that my little pea made for me."

Louis giggled and, again, blushed, at the nickname Harry had given him.

Harry ducked under the table to retrieve his pea, as Louis wiped the corners of his mouth with his napkin.

When Harry arose from the table, Louis was about to ask if he has managed to find the pea, but his words were stuck in his throat when he saw what Harry was holding.

He gasped, and let his fork clatter on to his half eaten plate, as he cupped his hands to his mouth, tears springing up in his eyes from shock and excitement.

"Harry!" He exclaimed.

Harry, who had risen back from under the table, was holding a rosey pink, velvet covered box, with a gold logo at the top.

He presented it to Louis, and stared into his eyes with so much love and admiration and amazement.

He opened the box, and it revealed a white inside, with a thin silver banded ring, a silky pearl in the center and, on either side of the pearl, a smaller rose gold gem, and then on either side of that, even smaller diamonds.

There were three on each side, as if guarding the pearl and the two rose gold gems.

It was the most beautiful ring Louis had ever seen in his life.

"Louis," Harry started, "I know it's only been six months since I met you, be it in some terrible circumstances. But, we are soulmates, after all. And I cannot express this fully when I say, I am completely and utterly in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, have a family with you, and grow old with you. Will you, Louis Tomlinson, marry me?"

Louis was crying now, and his cheeks were red, and they hurt from his smile that took place behind his hands.

He nodded his head, at a loss for words, or maybe just too chocked up to utter any.

Harry grinned so wide, and took the ring, carefully from the box, grabbing Louis' left hand gently in his.

He kissed Louis' hand delicately, and slid the ring on to Louis' ring finger.

Louis sniffed, and wiped at his eyes with his right hand, nodding again.

"Yes, Harry. Yes, I'll marry you!" Came his delayed response.

Harry got out of his chair then, and Louis followed suit.

Harry embraced him in a tight hug, kissing his lips hard and passionately.

"I'm so happy to hear that," Harry croaked, and Louis realized he, too, was now crying, his green eyes watery and red, a small tear track down the side of his face visible in the light of the dancing candle flame.

Louis wiped Harry's eyes, and Harry did the same to Louis, and they shared more kisses as they embraced one another.

That night, after they had showered together as usual, Louis lay in bed, in Harry's arms, gaping at his finger that now held an engagement ring.

Plans for his wedding already rang through his head, and he could not wait to call Niall in the morning so they could plan together.

As Louis snuggled up against Harry, the man kissed his shoulder, before muttering against it;

"And to think. This all started because of some money."