Love on Opposite Sides of the Ring

Part 31

Harry's pov...

It was the day of the fight and my birthday. I didn't have to wake myself up cuz someone else already did. Louis was already straddling me at 6 am, placing a trail of kisses down my neck. I had to shut my eyes because of how good it felt. Then, before I knew it, he was grinding his pelvis on mines. My toes curled, as I moaned, holding on to his toned hips. I pulled him more towards me, making him moan.

A little while later, with multiple thrusts coming from one another, I came in my boxer briefs and Louis did in his's. This was the best wake-up call I have ever gotten apart from the thanksgiving sex...those were good times.

Louis was now hovering over me, as I admired his beautiful face and he said, "Happy birthday, beautiful. You're gonna win today, I know it." I smiled, leaned up to give him a soft but passionate kiss. He kissed me back and then we pulled away. I said, "Thanks, handsome, now let's get this fight over with so that we can enjoy this city." Louis laughed a little and we were getting ready for some last minute training.

In record time, we were at the hotel's gym, where we were last night. I was practicing my punches on the punching bag, then sparing with Louis, and lifted some weights, and did leg presses. Later on, I was done, and Louis and I headed back to the suite to get ready.

I was very excited and a little sad that this will be my last fight, but then again, it was for the best cuz that way I won't have to think so much about doing another fight without Dany, and now I get to focus fully on Louis and on my fighters.

By now, we were heading down the hall to the elevators and it took us to the first floor. The hotel was nice enough to get us a driver so we wouldn't have to wait for a taxi. The driver was nice and polite. If it was me, I would be quite intimidated if I had to give a ride to not only one but two professional boxing champions.

I had a black tee shirt on, my boxing shorts and running shoes. Louis was simply dressed in dark blue skinny jeans, his vans, a white shirt, and a black blazer. As the driver drove us to the massive and packed arena, I held Louis's hand in mines.

He caressed my knuckles with his thumb, reassuring me not to be nervous and everything was going to be alright. I love him so much. Before I knew it, we were already there and got out the car in a secluded spot so we wouldn't get bombarded by fans and paparazzi. The driver went to the trunk to get me my duffle bag, me saying thanks, and I got my wallet out of my duffle bag, to give him a tip that he gladly accepted. He even asked to take a picture with me and Louis, so we did just that. We said our goodbyes afterwards, and Louis and I headed inside the arena.

There was already a supervisor waiting for us. He told us as he led us where to go, and I realized he was the one I was talking on the phone with. We reached the preparation area, and he was nice enough to let Louis go in with me. I was taping up my hands, as Louis was getting my boxing shoes and my gloves out of my duffle bag. Once I was done taping up my hands, Louis handed me my shoes as I put them on. Then, when I was done, he helped me with my gloves.

Louis decided to give me a little speech, "Before you practice in the ring and then do the actual fight, I want you to know that even if Liam is there, this is all about you. You know this is your last fight, so make it count. Put everything you love about boxing into this fight, you're a legend, Styles. Prove it tonight." I simply nodded, now holding Louis close to me around his waist. I gave him a deep, loving kiss that he returned and now we made our way to the ring, a security guard leading the way.

Once we got there, Louis was standing where Dany was supposed to stand at the side of the ring. I couldn't get emotional, I just couldn't. I had to win this fight for Dany. Soon, I was being set up with a practice opponent as we rehearsed all three rounds. I didn't do as bad as I thought for it being a while since I have been at a match's ring. That's why you always have to practice no matter how good you are at boxing or anything else, you always have to get better at your skill.

Later on, Liam was practicing as I was getting mentally prepared for this fight. Liam looked so much different now than when I last saw him. He was as tall as me now and more built. He looked so focused as his trainer kept telling him where to punch. He was pretty good. I thought of all the times he was helping me practice, and now he's living his dream by competing. I am very proud of him.

Then came the time for the fight. Liam and I met up at the ring after our names and stats were announced. The crowd was cheering, as I looked around. More than half of the stadium had my posters and shirts, saying "farewell Styles" and "we will miss you, champ!" That gave me more encouragement, and also Louis being there with me.

Some people had posters of Liam, so I ignored that, but I was still happy for him.

Soon we were starting the first round. Liam was already throwing punches at me, as I blocked them. I moved around, and went back in and gave him 60 straight punches. This made Liam stumble a bit, and I managed to get in 20 more, now cornering him. He was blocking me as best as he could, while the crowd was cheering for me. In a little while, he managed to push me away. He gave me 30 punches as I blocked him out. I successfully gave him 49 and I won the round.

I went to my corner as Liam went to his's. His training coach yelled at him furiously, and I felt bad for Liam. Louis gave me some water, and told me I was doing very well. I smiled and replied, "I'll get this match done in no time," as he smiled, I wanted to fully enjoy my birthday.

Then came the second round, following by the third. In the second round, I gave Liam a total of 90 punches and in the third round, I gave him 96. I won the whole thing. Liam's trainer has a lot of work to do.

I was handed the belt and the crowd went crazy. Louis went inside the ring to give me a victory kiss. There I announced our wedding and we were told congratulations. The interviewer even wished me happy birthday.

After we were able to leave, I tried to clean myself up a bit, since I had some of Liam's blood on me. I felt bad, he has to work on his blocking and he didn't train hard enough. Once we were driven back to the suite, Louis waited for me to get ready for today's early dinner and we had a nice time eating authentic Chinese food, going sightseeing afterwards. This was an amazing birthday.