Six Years.

Chapter 60

Hello everyone!

Here is a long one for you! Happy Monday/Tuesday!

Please enjoy and know that I love and appreciate you all!

Thank you,

-Ness💙💚

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Louis was running his fingers through his hair in angst. He had just rushed off stage in Madrid and was excited, bursting with adrenaline from doing his shows.

But then, he met Harry, Emma, and Oliver in his dressing room making and taking calls. Managements on lines trying to get things in order, his mind was reeling.

"Right. We rescheduled the shows to August and forward. Harry, your UK and Europe dates look like they may need to be rescheduled too."

Harry sighed taking a seat on the couch and patted the seat next to him for Louis to take. "What's all this shit?"

"Looks like a world wide virus babe. They're saying it may take a couple of weeks before we can do public outings. It'll be okay though."

Louis grumbles against his shoulder and just watches their teams proceed to business.

After everything is settled and they're both in the car on their way home, Louis sighs looking out the window. Harry squeezes his hand catching his attention with a raised brow. "Sorry sunshine. Just in me head about all of this. I just started performing the album. Don't want this to ruin it. But, I also care about the people you know."

"Mmm, yea. I get it. I feel the same. But it'll be okay. As long as we're all safe in the end."

"Yea."

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July 2020

This morning was special. It was amazing weather in London, less noise due to not many people outdoors, but nonetheless special.

Harry stood at the island typing away at his phone when he heard a yawn and lifted his head. An immediate smile formed on his lips when he saw Louis walking barefoot into the kitchen rubbing at his sleepy eyes.

"Morning baby. Teas ready."

He hummed taking a seat on a stool reaching for his mug raising it to his lips. "Cheers."

Amusedly, Harry just watched him be himself. He was like a cute grumpy kitten in the mornings and needed his first sip of tea before fully functioning.

Louis' blue eyes opened slightly wider as he finally focused and looked up at Harry. "Fuck sake H. That stash makes you look like a french painter. Or porn star, can't decide."

Harry laughed aloud as he walked to lean over the island and kiss him softly. Louis crinkling his nose in the process. "You weren't complaining last night. And you still love me."

"Mmmm, yea. Last night was perfect. And that I do. Always love you."

They stare into each other's eyes lovingly for another moment, until Harry decides to speak. "So. You know what today is?" the blue eyed lad raises a brow in question while sipping his cuppa. "July twenty-third."

His eyes widened as he set his mug down and looked at the calendar hanging by the fridge. "Oh shit. Ten years."

"Yeap. Liam and Niall already texted in the group chat. They feel like we should probably mention-

"No. I will post a picture with all five of us and thank thee boys, that's it. I'm not naming people Haz. You know how I feel about it."

Harry sighs walking around and sits beside him. He sets a hand on his thigh and squeezes it. "I know Lou. It's okay. You'll find your way back one day."