the summer i turned beautiful [l.t]

Chapter 49 EPILOGUE....

Two years later.

"You know you don't have to babysit him, Dani. I think you have enough on your hands." I mean she's a wife, and a mum of a newborn I seriously don't need her to babysit my almost-two year old son. Oh, I thought it was just yesterday I was screaming and yanking Louis' hair because of the pain little William put me through. "I could always ask Kylie and Harry or Niall or Zayn to babysit." I offered.

"Liz, it's fine. Have fun on your date tonight with Lou. You better tell him tonight too. And Kyls and Harry are too busy shopping for baby crap and planning their wedding and whatnot. I'm just afraid they won't give little William back since Kylie is baby hungry 24/7. Niall is too busy going out with his girlfrannd and you know Zayn...him and Perrie are impossble." Dani sighed. "And I mean Liam can always play with him with the toys Niall bought for Olivia. And speaking of Olivia, she needs her diaper changed. Just bring William over in a half an hour alright? Don't worry about it Liz! Taking care of kids like just like taking care of baby monkeys." Oh god.

"Ok fine. Don't worry, this secret is going out to Lou tonight. I'll bring him over in a few. i'll see you then. Thanks Dani!"

"No problem. Okay, okay I gotta go. Olivia is smelling like crazy. Bye Liz!" She slurred out. I'm praying for her right now, when I had Will, I swear I had to put Lou on permanent diaper duty.

"Bye!" I hanged up and I walked in the living room where Lou was playing with Will.

"MOMMY!!!" Will squealed. I smiled; he had his father's face, literally. Same hair, same eyes, same nose, but I do have to take credit his smile.

"Hey baby, whatcha up to?" I asked as I knealt down to his level. The living room is packed with practically hundreds of toys.

"Playing with Daddy and I have a secret..." he whispered.

"Ohh, tell me!" I lean over so his mouth was closer to my ear.

He whispered, "Daddy has somet--"

"HEY! WILL! What did I tell you about telling mommy our secrets!" Louis was towering over us.

Will quickly retracted from my ear and put his hands over his mouth. "Oopsssssie! Sowwy daddy." he quickly ran behind Lou's legs.

"It's alright, bud. At least I caught you at the right moment." Lou laughed. Oh, how i adored his laugh. I'm surprised I'm not used to it by now. It's been, what like 4 years?

"Will, come on; you're gonna spend the evening with Uncle Liam and Auntie Dani tonight. Let's get your dressed." I waved and winked to Lou.

"Yay. I see Uncle Leeyum!" he screamed.

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After sending William off to Dani and Liam's house, it was just Lou and me.

"Finally, some us-time." he sighed, relieved.

"I agree, these few weeks were all about Will, Will, Will, we hardly get any us-time. But I mean, look at little Will grow." I said, as he entertwined our hands together, as we strolled down the calm streets of London and entered a small park.

"I know, it seems like yesterday you were pulling out my hair when you went into labour. Jeez." He ruffled his hair a bit.

"Gah, sadly, you might need to experience that pain again...well, I have to experience that pain all over again." I snickered.

Lou stopped, his eyes wide open, his mouth ajar. "Wait, did I hear that right?"

"Hear what?" I teased.

"Oh come on, you know what you said. Liz, tell me straight up, goodness." he was smiling like crazy.

"Oh, um, like, you know, basically...I'm pregnant?" I whispered.

"HOLY SHIT! I'm gonna be a dad again!" Louis screamed. Does he realize that he's in the middle of the park? Jeez, I should've planned this more throughly. Before I knew it, Louis picked me up and started swinging me around. Did I say we were in the middle of the park?

"Okay, okay. Stop before I barf on you, Lou." I laughed.

"Oh my god. I love you, I love you. And by the way...happy anniversary."

"Anniversary? I thought our anniversary was in July...Not June..." I wondered. It was June 21...

"It's the anniversary of when we first met, babe. You know when I first banged your head."

"You remembered." I gushed.

"I remember everything, Lizzy." he laughed. I wanted to kill him now.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" I slapped his arm.

He laughed. "Would you let me call you Lizzy if I asked you this??" I rummaged through his pants pocket and got out a dark velvet box. Oh my god. He sat me down on the park bench and knelt down to one knee. "Elizabeth Edwards, I have loved you since the day we met and I want you to stay with me forever and forever. I want you to raise my children with me. I want to take the longest walks on the beach with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you until I die. I love you. So Elizabeth, will you marry me?"

I didn't know when my tears started falling; it was just sort a reflex to me. "Yes. Yes. Yes!!! Oh my god I love you so much, Louis." He rose from his feet and hoisted me into his arms. We embraced for what felt like forever and I whispered, "I'm changing my mind about the Lizzy thing. You can call me any damn thing you want."

"But right now, I want to call you Mrs. Tomlinson." he grinned.

And in that moment, I swear I was the most lucky person in the world. I felt accomplished. I felt like I was living a dream that has been going on for 4 years. And here I am, living reality, marrying the man I will love forever and forever.

-----------THE END. (please read the author's note, I'm begging omg)

Hey guys! So this is the official end of The Summer I Turned Beautiful! Now, I bet all you are thinking..am I writing a sequel? I asked in the last chapter if you guys wanted one and some (well a lot) of you said "YES" but I did get some "No"s. Being a author/writer, it is best to keep your audience on entertained and that's what putting my work on wattpad is all about. I want to entertain you guys from my writing. Also, one of the reasons why people aren't entertained is because the story is stretched, and they lose interest. Also, the grammar issues, but believe me, I read some chapter of this story and I literally want to rip my eyes out because of the shittest mistakes I've made. But I'm only 16, and this being my first fanfic, I tend to do that.

I literally can't believe I started this story at the end of freshman year and here I am, a upcoming junior. You all have no idea how much support I've got this past year. It's amazing how Wattpad can bring a bunch of people together and enjoy something that I wrote. These were my words, from my brain. And I can't believe I finished a "book". I remember writing the first 10 chapters on Microsoft Word and just leaving it there, no letting ANYONE read it because IT WAS SO BAD. But I decided to put it on Wattpad...and what a journey this has been. All of you are amazing. And I want you to believe that. No matter what race, religion, personality, ANYTHING you are, I want to say that you are a great person and everyone is lucky to have you in their life. You are special to me. You helped me get inspired. You help me gain confidence. I remember on chapter 15 (I'm good with numbers), I HAD ABSOLUTELY NO VOTES AND NO COMMENTS AND BARELY ANY READS. I felt like I was talking to myself in the author notes most of the time haha. But I literally jumped off my seat when I got a vote or a comment. I cherish everything I gained on here.

But enough of me babbling, so am I writing a sequel? The answer is I don't know. I know...what does that even mean? "I don't know"... To be honest, I have absolutely no idea what to write. I feel like "oh I HAVE to write a sequel", that's easy saying it, but writing a sequel seems like a impossible challenge for me. I really want to get started on my Harry fanfic, and even if I do write a sequel, I have to balance two fanfics, SATs for junior year, colleges applications, and just being social with my friends and family. I know my real "fans" will not leave me just because I don't write a sequel, and I would love if all of you would comment your predictions for Liz's and Lou's future.

I love you all so much! --Shirley ♥