You Never Know... (A One Direction Fan-Fiction) *Under Reconstruction*

Epilogue ***

[A/N -sniff- I'm already done with this book... IM'A gonna cry...]

[Three years later]

Date- December 23rd, 2016

Place- Harry's Home in Cheshire

Time- 11:57 P.M.

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{Louis}

I stared at the clock on my boyfriend's bedroom wall, three more minutes until my birthday! I couldn't wait to spend the day with Harry.

He promised me something special in the morning and the anticipation is killing me.

So, being the me that I am, am going to wake him up at 12:01 and beg him for my present.

The clock ticked one more minute ahead and I started to bounce in my pink, fluffy slippers.

I clenched tightly to my blue and purple bath robe and practically gnawed through my cheek.

I was standing beside him, him asleep on his bed so peacefully and I was jumping with excitement.

Another minute went by, "Shit, why does time have to be so slow on my birthday eve...!" I whispered with annoyance.

Harry stirred in his sleep at the sound of my voice and unconsciously felt for my body on the other side of our bed. Grabbing for the nearest thing, he grasped my pillow and brought it close to his chest.

I sighed in adoration and noticed that it clicked one more minute. Two more minutes, two more minutes, two more minutes!

Now time wanted to be fair and it ticked another minute quickly.

One more minute!

My teeth were tearing through my bottom lip and the excitement was getting too much for me.

12:01.

I breathed in and,

"Happy birthday, Lou!" Harry jumped from his spot in our bed and I screamed in shock, tumbling backwards and landing on the floor within seconds.

Harry chuckled and started to laugh when I gave him that "you gave me a heart attack" look and held out my hands to be pulled up.

He grabbed my hands with his large ones and tugged me up from the ground.

"Shit, HARRY. You scared me!" I yelled and raised an eyebrow, "That wasn't my present was it?"

He chuckled and shook his head, "No, it's better than cherishing that face you made when I started to yell."

"I thought you were asleep."

"Well then you thought wrong."

"I stand corrected." I stated and he stood up, stretched, and walked lazily to his closet.

He opened the closet door and pulled down a secret present stash and smiled, walking back over to me and motioned for both of us to sit on our bed.

The present was wrapped in gold, sparkling paper, with a single white string tied around the whole thing. Very elegant and sophisticated.

I loved it. And that was only the wrapping paper. There was also a little note attached to it.

I lightly pulled off the note along with the tape and opened it.

"To you, my love and my best friend forever." I said out loud and mentally told myself to keep the card because it was written in his own hand writing.

I found a way to take off the paper without ripping too much, (because I wanted to keep it,) and grabbed the present from inside a long, rectangular box.

I opened the box and found a picture frame. A beautiful light blue, swirled with a light green as it traveled across the frame.

My hand shot to my mouth and my eyes trailed over the picture inside the picture frame.

"How did you..."

"I bought a copy when no one was looking and kept it safe for all of these years."

"No kidding..." I gasped and I restrained myself from fucking Harry right there, right now, for such a meaningful and loving gesture.

"It was the least I could do for your birthday. I love you." He said and I turned to face him.

"I love you too." We leaned in for a gentle kiss and that's exactly what we had. A gentle, perfect kiss with the perfect man/boyfriend.

I wrapped my arms around Harry's neck with the frame still in my right hand.

His hands found their way to my waist and I smiled into the kiss, "Thank you..." I whispered.

"You're absolutely welcome." He mumbled through our connected mouths and we both smiled at his cheeky attempt to speak.

{AUTHOR}

In Louis' hand, was a memory that would last forever.

It was slightly cropped, but it was still lasting.

In Louis' hand was a swirling blue and green picture frame.

And in that picture frame was the picture that changed everything, what they felt for one another, and their lives.

~~~The day Louis kissed Harry on Mount Everest.~~~

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