Remember (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 38

A/N

Birthday chapter!!! Woo!

Anyways, I'm soooo tired (like I was falling asleep while writing this) so I'm so sorry about how short this chapter is.

But it's fluffy and I didn't originally really have any ideas for it besides the interview.

Anyways, only the epilogue is left, guys!! WTF????? I'm pretty sure you'll have a clue what happens in it after this chapter, but oh well.

On the side is what I was thinking of when they're kissing in the cemetary.

Love you!

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Liam's POV

Seeing Harry attempt to walk normally and in a straight line was one of the funniest yet most awkward things I have ever witnessed.

I could tell Louis was struggling not to laugh when Harry had to do this weird waddling-walk. Instead, he ordered Harry to jump on his back, which was almost disastrous. Because Harry was so much taller and bigger than him, Louis tripped when Harry jumped on him and almost fell.

"Jesus, Haz, what the hell have you been eating?" Louis grumbled when he trudged forwards, weighed down by his boyfriend.

"Dunno. I thought I burned a lot of calories last night," Harry murmured.

I made a face and decide to pretend that I hadn't heard that. I didn't need the visual.

"So they're back together?" Paul asked, coming next to me.

I nodded.

"Yeah. I'm really happy that they worked things out," I replied, "However, there could be a little less PDA."

Paul laughed and shook his head slowly.

"I think it's something that you're going to have to learn to ignore or get used to. You also might want to invest in some earplugs," he suggested.

I rolled my eyes.

"Or just get a seperate hotel from them," I muttered, "Zayn would appreciate that."

Paul snorted.

"Think they'll be good from now on?" he asked.

"Yeah, definitely. Louis knows that he can't mess up again and Harry's just way to in love with him to let him go. I wouldn't be surprised if one of them proposes in a year or two," I replied.

Watching them, we both knew that the chances of them not eventually getting married were little to none.

Harry was laughing at something Louis said, nuzzling into his neck and clinging to his back like an oversized monkey.

The way Louis crained his head to look back at Harry, doe-eyed and completely mesmerized, said it all.

"How long do you give them?" Paul asked.

"I'd say it'll be Louis that does it, and no more than two years," I said.

"Really? Not Harry?" he asked as we ducked into the building that our interview would be in.

"Nah. I think if Louis waited too long, then Harry would, but I think Louis would be just too eager," I said.

Our conversation was effectively ended when Louis and Harry stopped to let us catch up.

We then stayed in place to allow Zayn and Niall to join.

"Haz, I gotta let you down or I'm going to drop you," Louis grumbled.