The tour was coming to an end, and the energy in the air was electric. The fans were eager for one last performance, but something felt... off. I couldn’t find Louis anywhere. My calls went unanswered, and as the minutes ticked by, my worry grew. Was he okay? Had he fallen back into old habits?
Panic slowly crept into my chest. I didn’t want to take the stage without him. He had always been my partner in this—on stage, in life. But the show must go on, and the fans were waiting. I couldn’t disappoint them.
I took a deep breath and walked out onto the stage alone. The crowd’s cheer echoed through the arena, but a heavy silence filled my heart. I walked to the piano, hesitating for just a moment. I needed to start, but something didn’t feel right.
Just as my fingers were about to touch the keys, a voice called out from behind me.
“Hey, don’t start without me.”
I froze. It couldn’t be. But as I turned around, there he was. Louis, standing in the wings of the stage with a look of determination in his eyes. My heart skipped a beat.
“Louis!” I gasped. “Where have you been? I thought—”
He smiled, his eyes soft yet filled with something I couldn’t quite place. “I know, I know... but there was something I needed to do. Something important.”
Before I could process it, he walked toward me, his hands reaching for mine. The band started to play a soft melody, and Louis’s voice broke through the music.
“This song is for you,” he said, his gaze never leaving mine. “For everything you’ve done for me, for us.”
And then, he began to sing.
"I’ve been lost, and I’ve been found,
But you’ve always been my solid ground.
Through the highs, and through the lows,
You’re the one who makes me whole."
The music wrapped around us, the crowd fading into the background as the lyrics filled the air. His voice, powerful yet tender, reached deep into my heart. The words he sang felt like they came from everything we’d been through—from the pain, the healing, and now, this.
"You’ve healed my soul and lit the dark,
You’re the reason I’m not falling apart.
And now, I’m asking, with all I am,
Will you marry me and take my hand?"
As he finished the verse, he knelt down in front of me, his eyes searching mine. “Isabelle, you’ve been the light in my life. Will you marry me?”
The world around me seemed to stop. I looked out into the sea of faces, hearing the collective gasp of the crowd. My heart raced, unsure of what to do, but then I saw Louis’s face—so full of love and sincerity.
Without thinking, I grabbed the microphone and, my voice shaky, I started to sing.
"Through every tear and every fight,
You’ve shown me love, you’ve shown me light.
And in your arms, I’ve found my place,
So yes, I’ll be yours, I’ll take your grace."
The crowd exploded in applause as I finished. I walked toward him, my hands trembling with emotion. Louis rose to his feet and, with a smile that could light up the world, he gently slipped the ring onto my finger.
And then, with pure joy, he spun me around in the air. Laughter bubbled out of me as he held me tight, our love shining through every movement. The fans cheered even louder, the sound of celebration ringing in our ears.
When he set me down, we shared a deep, passionate kiss, and the crowd went wild. They were chanting our names, the love between us undeniable, the moment unforgettable.
As we pulled away, our faces were glowing with happiness. Louis whispered in my ear, “So, what do you say? Will you be mine, forever?”
I didn’t need to say anything. The way I looked at him, my heart full to bursting, said it all. With a smile that matched his, I knew that this was just the beginning of our forever.
The fans continued to cheer, but all I could see was Louis, the man who had captured my heart, the man who had brought me back to life. We had a love that was strong enough to survive anything—and this was only the start for our melodic line.
As the crowd's cheers slowly began to fade, Louis held me close, his arms wrapped around me tightly. I could feel the weight of the world lifting off my shoulders, replaced by a sense of peace I hadn’t known in years. We had made it through the storm, together.
But as we stood there, bathed in the glow of the stage lights, Louis’s gaze softened. He looked at me as if he was seeing me for the first time, and I felt a spark of something deeper in his eyes—something more than love, something even more powerful than all the songs we had sung together.
He pulled me slightly away, just enough to look into my eyes, and his expression shifted.
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I’ve never felt like I was truly worthy of love. I told myself I didn’t need it. I pushed people away. I thought it was easier that way—less pain, less disappointment. But then she came into my life. Isabelle. She’s the reason I’m standing here today, the reason I can look at myself in the mirror and not be ashamed. She showed me what love is supposed to feel like—not something to fear, but something to embrace.
I used to think I was unsavable. But now, I realize... it was her. She helped me save myself. And I can’t help but wonder: how did I get so lucky?
And as I look at her now, I know I’ve never made a better choice. I will spend the rest of my life proving that to her.
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He leaned down, his forehead resting against mine. There was something in his eyes, something raw and honest. “Isabelle,” he whispered, his voice barely audible above the fading applause. “I never thought I could be the man you deserve. But now… now I know I’ll spend every day of my life trying to be.”
I held his gaze, feeling my heart swell with emotion. He had always been my strength, but in that moment, I realized how deeply he needed me too. And no matter what came next, we would face it together.
As the final notes of the concert echoed in the distance, Louis kissed my forehead, a silent promise between us. A promise that no matter where life took us, we had found home in each other.
And that was all that mattered.
"I will love you for the rest of my life Louis James"
