Itstilliswhatitis

The Wedding

They needed a break from reading after that. They walked in the woods with the dogs and they talked. Most importantly, they listened to each other when they gave their side of the story. They cried and they hugged, and they healed a little. Therapy had done its part, this was another piece of the puzzle.

After a couple of days, Harry was curious to find out what the rest of the stories were about.
"Give me something funny!" He said as he jumped into Louis' bed with a breakfast tray in the morning.
"Good morning to you too." Louis yawned and sat up. He rubbed his eyes to wake up and reached for the computer.

He scrolled through the titles.
"How about one where we get married so you can get a green card?"

"Why would I need that? Never mind, shoot!" Harry giggled.

They got more comfortable and Harry poured them tea while Louis started reading.

"I can't believe I'm getting kicked out! I'm famous for fucks sake!" Harry complained and took a big gulp from his beer.

"Wow, you're so unpretentious. Fame finally got to you huh?" Louis teased.

"Sounds just like me." Harry giggled.

Louis gave him a fond smile and continued to read.

"I guess I just have to move back to England permanently, get a new band, a new management." Harry continued and dragged a hand through his hair.

"I can marry you." Louis suggested out of the blue.

"You really jumped on that opportunity fast." Harry smirked and Louis chuckled before he read some more. They both giggled their way through the story, from the silly 'proposal' to the drunken limo ride to Las Vegas.

A minister dressed like Elvis walked out from a room behind.
"Welcome! Thank you, thank you very much!"

"Of course! It had to be an Elvis wedding." Harry cackled.

"Only the best for us." Louis joked.

They laughed their way through the wedding as well. Niall had thought of rings, obviously and the whole thing was just hilarious. They were all drunk and the Elvis priest did his part. Then there was the awkward morning the next day when they woke up, hungover.

Harry blushed.
"Oh? Ehm, you insisted that we would consummate our marriage." He mumbled.

Louis stared at him in shock.
"What?" He screeched.

"We..." Harry started but Louis interrupted him.

"My ass doesn't hurt. Did I fuck you?" He looked mortified.

Harry burst out laughing.
"No! Relax Louis. I diverted it. No one should have sex that drunk."

"Plus, I'm straight." Louis smiled relieved.

"Plus I'm straight? Very convincing." Louis chuckled.

"I'm trying to imagine this scenario in my head, like, if we had just been friends and gotten married because I'm obviously too stupid to have my papers in order and then we woke up the next morning to this conversation. It's hilarious." Harry giggled.

They continued the story. It only got worse.

There were videos uploaded from all of their accounts that had been retweeted countless times. He stared at Louis in horror before he clicked on the first one. He and Louis appeared, both drunk out of their minds.
"I just want the world to know that Mr. Harry Styles is taken! He's my husband!" Louis slurred.

"We're married!" He watched himself shout and wave with the hand that held his wedding ring.

Oh. My. Fucking. God!

"What?" Louis questioned. He was back in bed.

"We...I...ehm." Harry stuttered.

"What's going on Haz?" Louis asked, eyeing him in concern.

Harry put the phone in front of him and pressed play on the video again. Louis gasped in horror. "No! Fuck! No!"

"There's more." Harry said and pressed play on the next one. It showed him and Louis feeding each other with wedding cake which soon turned into a cake fight.

The next one was from their wedding. Their wedding kiss to be more exact. Louis was whimpering but neither of them spoke. They looked at the next one instead. It was Niall, saying how proud he was to be their maid of honor. He had hick-ups the whole time and he looked really drunk.

Another video of the two of them dancing and grinding. Harry had to close his eyes briefly. His cheeks were crimson red.

A video of Louis singing "I have loved you since we were eighteen." Harry watched himself scream "sixteen!"

The last video was of Liam. He was riding around in the limo, with half his body through the roof window, screaming "Larry Stylinson is fucking real bitches!"

"I'm gonna kill Niall." Louis grunted. He was pale and sweaty, eyes wide open.

They were both crying from laughter and had to pause for a second.
"Of course you're blaming Niall." Harry managed to get out, gasping for air.

"Larry Stylinson is fucking real bitches!" Louis yelled and had another laugh attack.

When they had managed to collect themselves they proceeded with the story.

"Seriously, Niall! How could you do this to us?" Louis growled.

Niall stared at him in surprise.
"Wait, you think I did this?"

"Well, of course!" Louis huffed and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked furious.

Niall snatched a piece of bacon and leaned back on his chair.
"Let me refresh your memory dear Louis. Who came up with the idea to get married?"

"Me obviously, but..." Louis started off.

"I'm not finished. Who came up with the idea to go to Vegas and get married right away?"

"Me! But..."

"Who asked me to be the wedding photographer?" Niall smirked.

"Also me! That doesn't mean you could post everything online! What the hell were you thinking?" Louis shouted.

Harry and Liam looked between their mates, following the conversation word by word.

"And who took my phone and sent the movies to his own phone so he could post them because he thought that it was a great idea to let the world know that Harry Styles belongs to him now?" Niall smirked and raised an eyebrow.

"Poor Niall!" Harry giggled.

"I feel bad for yelling at him even if it's not me." Louis chuckled.

"Well, it could have been him. He leaked a lot during our 1D days." Harry smirked.

They read the rest of the story and they both let out an "aaaaw" when they finally confessed their feelings and Louis wasn't in fact straight.
"Okay, that was funny and cute. I'm in a good mood now." Harry smiled.

Clifford came and wiggled his tail telling them that it was time for a walk so they closed the laptop and got out of bed.