To The Moon And Back

Epilogue

It had been ten years since that first moment when Harry and Louis had admitted their feelings for each other. Ten years since their first kiss, their first date, and the day they had made the decision to build a life together.

Now, as they stood in their cozy living room, the faint hum of their three children playing upstairs, Louis couldn't help but marvel at how far they had come. Their house, though not big, was filled with warmth and love—a perfect reflection of the life they had built together.

The house itself had been a labor of love. They had renovated it piece by piece, pouring in their energy and time to create a home that was uniquely theirs. The walls were covered with photographs, each one telling a story of their journey: birthdays, vacations, first days of school, and countless moments of laughter.

In the kitchen, the faint smell of pasta and garlic bread filled the air—remnants of a family dinner they had just shared. Harry was at the stove, stirring the sauce as Louis set the table, a peaceful rhythm they had fallen into over the years.

Their children, now 7, 5 and 2, were running throughout the house, filling it with their voices and the sounds of their energy. Freddie, the oldest, was already showing signs of his father's quick wit and bright smile. Olivia, their middle child, had inherited Louis's playful spirit, and little James, only five, was a curious ball of energy who followed his older siblings around with wide eyes and a heart full of wonder.

Louis stood in the doorway of the kitchen, watching Harry cook with a fond smile. It wasn't a perfect life—they still faced challenges, as everyone did. But in this moment, surrounded by the people they loved, Louis felt a deep, overwhelming sense of contentment. They had made it. They had weathered the storms together, and now, they were reaping the rewards of their love and commitment.

"I think I might have made too much," Harry said with a chuckle, glancing over his shoulder at Louis.

"I think we're going to need it," Louis replied, his eyes lighting up as he walked over to where Harry was. "The kids are going to eat us out of house and home."

"They definitely take after you in that regard," Harry teased, ruffling Louis's hair.

Louis laughed, leaning in to kiss Harry's cheek. "I can't believe how far we've come," he said softly.

Harry turned, pulling Louis into a tight embrace. "We've built something beautiful. Something we can be proud of."

And it was true. Their love had only deepened over the years, transforming into something even stronger and more resilient. They had learned to navigate life together—raising children, balancing careers, and supporting each other through all the ups and downs that came their way. And through it all, their bond had only grown stronger.

"I'm so lucky to have you," Louis murmured, his voice full of emotion.

Harry smiled, kissing the top of Louis's head. "No, I'm the lucky one."

Just then, Freddie appeared in the doorway, his hair in a messy bun from playing outside. "Mom, Dad, we need help with the fort," he said with a grin, his hands on his hips.

"Of course you do," Louis replied, giving Harry a wink before heading toward their son. "We'll be right there."

As Louis and Harry walked into the living room, their children's laughter filled the space, wrapping around them like a warm hug. They were a family now, and it felt like the most natural thing in the world. The house, their home, was full of life, of love, and of hope for the future.

Later that night, after the kids had been tucked into bed and the house had quieted down, Louis and Harry sat together on the couch, a soft blanket draped over their legs. The house felt peaceful, the only sound the distant hum of the night outside.

Louis rested his head on Harry's shoulder, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. "We did it, didn't we?"

Harry chuckled softly, running a hand through Louis's hair. "Yeah, we did. And we're still doing it."

Louis smiled, his heart full. "I love you, Harry."

"I love you too, Louis," Harry replied, his voice steady and certain. "Always have, always will."

And as they sat there, wrapped in the warmth of their home and the comfort of each other, they both knew that their journey wasn't over. The future was still waiting for them, full of endless possibilities, but one thing was certain: they would face it together, just as they had always done.