Take Me To Church || Larry

epilogue

Having this wedding planner here currently and talking Louis and Harry's ear off was really starting to piss Louis off to no end.

She was saying how Harry and Louis need to wear certain tuxedos as the best men and they couldn't outshine the two grooms.

Boy was she wrong. Louis knew Chris and Darren. They would both wear some outrageous tux that made Louis and Harry's look like some cheap magicians tux.

It had only been 9 months since Harry and Louis finally reconciled. They were pushing through many things, for example Louis was still skeptical whenever Harry went out by himself somewhere. Wondering if he was going to meet someone, but Harry assured him that he would never.

They both also still had nightmares. Awful ones at that. They were both still looking over their shoulders in fear that they would come across the people who caused them harm to come again.

Harry hadn't heard from his mother in years. Ever since their last encounter before Harry got tortured years ago, he stopped returning her calls.

Gemma still calls him every now and then, going on how his mum misses him terribly and how sorry she was.

What a load, Harry thought.

Gemma also told Harry when he spoke to her yesterday that Zayn and Liam were getting out today.

That terrified both Louis and Harry. They couldn't even fathom those two boys coming after them again and taking away this life they had built.

Harry tries to forget what happened, but it's like its permanently engraved into his head. He can't even step foot in a church anymore.

They wanted to absolve Harry of his sins by killing him and freeing him. That changes a person.

Louis of course noticed Harry's change in person, but why say something? That would change Louis too.

Harry just grew all around darker. He thought dark things, and he was convinced he was some sick human.

But he said he loved it.

Louis finally made Harry see someone for his behavioral changed and he was diagnosed with PTSD, bipolar disorder, and clinical depression.

It was a lot to take in all at once for both Harry and Louis, but Louis promised Harry he would stick by him no matter what.

"Okay! So that is the final thing for the notes I have for you guys!" The perky brown haired woman said to them.

"Sounds lovely Masie. I'm sure Darren and Chris will love what you have planned." Harry said kindly.

"Oh thank you Harry." The wedding planner said with a blush.

Louis rolled his eyes at that. Didn't she know Harry was gay? And that his boyfriend was sitting right next to him?

"Well baby, we should probably get going! We have those special dinner reservations you've been talking about all week to get ready for!" Louis said grabbing Harry's hand and squeezing it.

Harry laughed knowing what Louis was trying to do. Louis was jealous and tried to make the poor wedding planner jealous as well.

"Of course honey. Thank you again Masie!" Harry smiled and waved as the two walked out of her office.

"What a bitch." Louis said rolling his eyes making Harry laugh out loud.

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Harry's hands were shaking and he was sweating profusely. He hadn't been this nervous since he applied to Cambridge.

Harry felt around in his back pocket to make sure it was still there.

Harry let out a breath of relief.

Once Louis came back from the loo, Harry knew it was now or never.

"Wow! Even the fucking loo is fancy! Harry you didn't need to go all out!" Louis said with a shocked face on.

"You're worth it Louis, always."

"Aw such a cheeseball H." Louis said reaching over and slapping Harry's cheek gently.

'Okay Harry' his subconscious said, 'You got this!'

"Louis—"

"Wow and even the bread is fancy holy shit it looks kind of like the queen!" Louis shouted excitedly.

"Thats nice, but Lou—"

"And the napkins are shaped like swans woah! How the fuck did they do that?" Louis questioned excitedly.

"It is actually quite easy but—"

"Wow and these plates are just beautiful—"

"Louis!" Harry shouted causing Louis to jump and people to turn around.

"Woah, what the hell crawled up your ass?" Louis said annoyed.

"Louis I need to ask you something rather important." Harry said nicely.

"Well what is it?" Louis said expectantly.

"Okay well—" Harry started about to give his whole long planned out perfect speech.

But then he decided, no part of their relationship was planned out or perfect. So why the hell should his proposal be.

"Louis. I love you. I won't ever not love you. I am going to skip the sappy paragraph, and just say it."

Harry got down on one knee in front of Louis and the whole restaurant gasped, including Louis.

"Harry what are you—"

"Louis William Tomlinson, will you do me the extreme honor of making me the happiest man in the world, and marrying me?" Harry said with a huge smile and pulled out the ring in his pocket.

Louis was full on crying now.

"Of course you idiot! A million times yes!" Louis yelled and jumped into Harry's arms, everyone in the restaurant cheering.

"Just one condition." Louis said.

"Anything." Harry said looking at Louis.

"We don't get married in a church." Louis said smiling.

Harry laughed out loud.

"I think I am okay with that."

THE END.