Cufflinks and Quiffed Hair // L.S.

Epilogue

~2 years later~

Louis Tomlinson: 28 years

Harry Styles: 26 years

~*~

*Louis' POV*

I looked at the shining torchlights. They were all around me, reminding me who I was.

Niall was standing right front, eating popcorn from the packet in the girl's hands who was standing next to him. For all I knew, she was annoyed of that.

I spotted a sign far behind which read 'You're the reason my parents still have a daughter' and a warm familiar feeling erupted in my chest, making me proud of who I was.

I then saw a sign which read 'Kiss Harry for me!" Duh. Of course, I will. He's mine.

I then cleared my throat and said," Okay, you know this." As soon as they all heard what I was referring to, cheers of joy erupted from the audience as I saw a few pride flags coming up in my line of sight. And I started.

Pour mercy, mercy on me, set fire to history
I'm breakin' my own rules, I'm cryin' like a fool
Tall stories on the page, short glories on the fade
I been close enough to touch, but I never cared for love

It's a church of burnt romances
And I'm too far gone to pray
It's a solo song and it's only for the brave

Most of them were signing through their tears, as the others waved their flags with all the pride they had in their hearts. Proud of who they were.

If the truth tell, darling, you fell
Like there ain't enough dying stars in your sky
It's a tall tale, and it's only hello, hello, no goodbye (Goodbye)

Pour mercy, mercy on me, I'll fall upon my knees
And they'll say, "I told you so
Come on, when you know, you know"
All the lonely shadow dances from the cradle to the grave
It's a solo song and it's only for the brave

A beat of silence. All of them were trying to collect themselves as I spoke into the mic, "Well, thank you! You have been amazing, see you next year!" With that I left the stage, not before blowing a billion kisses to all the precious people gathered there. They meant everything to me. My fans. The best fans of the world. That felt so nice.

As I went backstage, someone wrapped themself around me. I sighed, he was still here? I hugged them back as I inhaled deeply. What a thief. "Oi! You stold my scent." I complained.

Harry pulled back, giggling, and said, "'Cause I missed you, you fool." I smiled as I ran a hair through his overly messy curls. "I'm so proud of you, Lou. You made it, baby."

I smiled wider, saying, "Not me. We made it, baby. We made it." He beamed as he pulled me in for a breathtaking kiss. As breathtaking as he was. I kissed him back with all the love I had in me, as passionately as I could.

A not-so-subtle click of camera had us annoyed. Harry pulled away and rested his forehead against mine as I looked sideways to see Niall standing with his iPhone. Zayn had closed Niall's mouth with his hand, as Liam was trying hard not to laugh.

Once they realized they had interrupted us, Zayn said, "I tried my best okay? I kept my hand on his mouth to avoid the unnecessary comments. Not my fault he couldn't stop taking pictures."

"It's for the presentation, Zayn. 'Larry kissing after Louis' first ever tour show'. You don't understand how important it is to me." Niall reasoned as Liam rolled his eyes.