AUTHOR'S MESSAGE: Since the last chapter fucked you all up and you wanted a sequel, which I unfortunately can't give to you, here's an epilogue/alternative ending, your choice! I hope it makes you feel better.
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Three Years Later
"I'm home", Louis called out, dropping his keys to the table. "Anyone here?"
He didn't get an answer. He frowned and walked further in the small apartment. He had had a long day at work and he just wanted to take a long shower and go to bed with his fiance, whom, by the way, should be back by now.
"Edward? Are you here?"
"Well I am", a voice said behind Louis. He reacted by habit, spun around in a second and swung his leg towards the stranger's head but the stranger grabbed it, and held it in place. Louis had his fists up and he was balancing on one leg when he recognized the stranger.
"Harry?"
"Hi, Louis." Harry let go of his leg and Louis stumbled back a few steps. "I see you still got the moves."
Louis couldn't believe Harry was in his apartment. After all these years? "What the fuck are you doing here?"
Harry stared at Louis, tilting his head slightly. "You said yes."
"What— Oh", Louis realised, glancing the ring on his finger. "Yeah. I did."
"Why?"
Louis snorted, shaking his head in disbelief. "Why? I love him, that's why. He's a nice guy and why are you here again?"
Harry walked closer to Louis, eyes never leaving him, making Louis uncomfortable. Why did Harry have to come back? Harry stopped right in front of Louis. "I knew you were dating. I thought that was good. A stable, healthy relationship. But getting married? Нет."
"No?" Louis couldn't believe his ears. He wanted to take a step back, get some space to think but Harry would realise how much he was effecting Louis and he didn't want to give Harry that satisfaction. "You can't tell me what to do. You made your choice— how's the Russian mob treating you, huh? And how did you even know about my engagement— he proposed me yesterday!"
A smirk spread on Harry's face and Louis couldn't understand why he was like that. "I have my sources." Harry shrugged. "And it's going well. I changed a few things. No more brainwashing."
It was too much to be so close to Harry, he made Louis' heart beat way faster than what it was supposed to so he had to gave up and take a step back. "I don't need to know. I've been doing fine without you so could you please get out of my—"
"Your? I thought you were living with your fiance?"
Louis gritted his teeth. "Get out of our apartment, Harry! It's been three years, you don't have the right to—" Louis couldn't finish because Harry grabbed him by his neck and pulled in for a kiss. At first Louis was so shocked he didn't know what to do, his stomach exploding with butterflies, but then he kissed back by instinct, only to pull away right after.
"Two years, ten months and nineteen days", Harry murmured, keeping Louis dangerously close. "Not three years."
For a second Louis stared at Harry in awe but then he groaned and pulled away. "I was doing fine without you! I got a new life! You can't just come here after all these years and—" Harry interrupted Louis again with another kiss and this time Louis answered immediately. Harry held their foreheads together, looking at Louis. "And I will shut up now", Louis murmured.
"That's what I thought", Harry smirked and they kissed again. Harry slid his hands down on Louis body and then without any warning picked him up. Louis yelped and wrapped his legs around Harry's waist.
"What the fuck?" Louis asked, his nose almost touching Harry's.
"You really think I'd let you stay here? With a man that tries to steal you for good?" Harry grinned and started walking towards the door. "I'm kidnapping you."
Whoa! "You're making me to have a taste of my own medicine?"
"Yup. Only you don't have to be alone. I'll tie you to my bed."
Louis tried really hard not to smile. He had to think rationally. "I can't leave. I have a life, work, everything. I can't just—"
Kiss.
"You need to stop—"
Kiss.
"I'm serious—"
Kiss.
Louis let out a laugh. Who he was kidding? He would throw anyone under the buss for Harry. Thousands of years wouldn't change that. Did it really require him to get engaged until Harry decided it was time to go and claim back what's his? And then Louis realised that he had waited a year before saving Harry from hell so maybe it was only fair that Harry waited three— um, two years, ten months and nineteen days until he came to save Louis from normal, average and possibly very boring marriage.
"Are you done?" Harry asked. "Can we go?"
"Yeah", Louis said, pulling Harry in to a kiss. "We can go."
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