Yours, Mine and Ours. [ Larry Stylinson - MPreg]

eight. *MATURE*

A FEW MONTHS LATER...

As Grapejuice came to an end, Harry and Louis took a moment to catch their breath. Closing their eyes to take in the roar of the crowd, they couldn't believe so many people were still so excited to see them. There was such a demand for tickets, they continually had to keep adding dates to their tour because fans couldn't get enough. One extra night, turned into three. Three turned into five. And five turned into ten. And every night, just like tonight, the crowds had been getting bigger and louder. They'd been so many places, with Niall and Liam here and there—today, both were gone—they could hardly keep track of which venue they were at anymore.

Thankfully, that wasn't a problem for this venue though. After all, it was hard to forget the venue where they shared their first kiss.

After taking a moment to have a sip of water, Harry put on his guitar then, he leaned into the microphone and said, "Alright, Manchester, this next song, we recently wrote for our daughter who..." He paused in response to the roar of the crowd. Harry glanced to Louis and the two shared an amused smile; that would be something they never got used to saying. After a moment, the screams lulled and Harry leaned back into the mic. "...we wrote this for our daughter," he repeated, receiving a smaller reaction this time, "who we've named after Louis' sister, Félicité. It's called 'Around My Finger' and it goes a little like this." He stepped back from the mic and started to strum a gentle tune. Like magic, a hush fell over the crowd, as if they wanted to take in every single note. Even their band was quiet for this one.

Louis closed his eyes and nodded along. After a few strums, he opened his eyes and began, "From the moment I heard you cry, to the light in your small blue eyes, there you go. From the time I say goodnight to the second I see daylight, there you go. Little Miss, when you're sad, or somebody's made you mad...when you need someone to hold you, or someone to just talk to...I just want you to know..."

Harry joined in. "...There you go...you're wrapped around my finger again...Like a scar on my heart, or string I can't cut loose, nothing will ever break the love I have for you. There you go, you're wrapped around my finger, again...It's like my love for you has always been. You're wrapped around my finger again."

Harry stepped back from the mic to repeat the tune from before. Louis swayed, in place, a moment, then, sang, "...Can't believe you're older now, where did the time fly? Walking you down the aisle, I'm afraid I just might cry. 'Cos just as I go to give you to the one you love, you give me again that same, small touch..."

Then Harry. "...There you go, doing that thing you always do. Wrapped around my finger again, I swear this bond can never end. Though you're older now and living on your own, I promise you, you'll never be alone. You're wrapped around my finger, still, no matter how big you are, around my finger you always will..."

Harry stepped back to strum. Changing the tune just slightly, he met Louis' eyes and flashed him a smirk. Louis grinned back then, stepped into the mic and sang, "...I know you're here to say goodbye, but Little Miss, please don't cry. I promise I'll still be here, to love you when you need me near. Even when I am gone, just listen to the words in this song..."

This time, Harry joined him. "...wrapped around your finger, I'll be. I promise you will always have me..." they sang, in-sync. "...No matter how long or where you go, I need you to always know. Around my finger, you'll always be. Little Miss, can't you see? Around my finger is where you've clasped, from your first breath to my very last. I hope that you will always know, my love for you will always show. Around my finger...around my finger, that's where you'll be. You're wrapped around my finger, so you'll always have me."