Larry, Im home

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Louis POV

I have been away from home for one and a half weeks now and I an dying to get home to see my beautiful boyfriends face and kiss and cuddle him and never let go. I have missed Him so much, but there is that nagging thought in the back of my head, what if he found someone else.

I shake my head from the stupidity of the thought and continue walking down the drive way, to home. They say home if four walls but sometimes it can be two arms and beating heart.

I am coming home early and it is around midnight so I parked my car down the street and walked the 100 meters so I didn't wake him with the tyres on the gravel. I wanted it to be a surprise so I can see the look on his face when he sees me.

I peer into the door of our bedroom and see a body I know as my boyfriend sprawled out on my side of the bed with his face in my pillow.

He doesn't notice my presence, after all it is 12 at night. I strip down to my boxers and stand and admire the back of his head. I slowly reach downs and kiss the back if his neck and I here him groan form annoyance and roll over with a scowl on his face. It goes away as soon as he sees who was waking him from his slumber.

With tears in his green eyes he pulls his hand out from under the covers and strokes my face as if to see if I am real or not. As soon as his hand makes contact with my face I am pulled in to a bone crushing hug.

He pull away first and looks me in the eye for a few seconds before I can't take it anymore and I have to kiss him, so I do, I capture his lips in my own and our they mould together like puzzle pieces and our youngest do the Waltz and his hands are in his hair and my hands are on his cheeks, we kiss until I feel a hot round tear roll down his cheek, I pull away and press out foreheads together and look him in the eye "what's wrong baby. Why are you crying" I asked worry in my voice.

"I just missed you SO much and I never want to let you go, ever again." There was nothing but truth in his voice and now was the moment I had been waiting for, since I decided to do on this "business tHi thank you for following me I just posted the first part of my first story and I was wondering if you could put in a good word to your followers because you are kinda popular and I am a nobody so that would be really nice of you rip".

You won't have to" I said he looked at me with the upmost confusion. This is it. "I have a question to ask you"

"Shoot" he says, confusion laced in his voice.

"Will you Harold Edward Styles do me the honour of being my husband" I pulled the ring out of my back pocket and showed it to him with hope in my eyes and love in my heart.

He quickly nodded his head and I slipped the ring on his finger. We kissed for a while longer before I said "I'm home"

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