Homophobia

Chapter 26

"Louis William Tomlinson! Put your damn suit on and go out there!" Niall shouted, as he paced through the small room of the large beach house.

"N-Niall I don't think I can do this! W-what if he changes his mind! What if he doesn't want me anymore!" Louis mumbles, stutteringly shrugging on his trousers.

He's taken aback when he feels Niall's palm against his cheek.

"If he was going to leave you he would've a lone time ago. Now, put on your damn tie and jacket. The music's starting." Niall rushed out the room to meet a well-dressed , fully confident Harry Styles.

Harry gives him a confident smile as Niall takes his arm and leads him down the aisle.

Harry is dressed in a cream colored suit, with cream colored shoes, and a white tie.

"You look amazing Harry." Niall whisper as they reach the pastor, Harry turns around quickly and hugs Niall. He smiles, the smile reaching his eyes.

Niall smiles as tears slipped and eventually poured from his eyes.

Harry turns and looks at the small gathering of people. Niall's family, and Louis' sisters gathered at the wedding.

His wedding.

Their wedding.

He looked up to see his Louis, visibly nervous, but smiling, tears already falling.

His older sister walking with him, but he doesn't see her. He only sees Louis.

His amazing husband Louis.

When Louis reaches him, he wipes the tears from his eyes and caresses his cheek.

He tugs his little hands in his own large one, and listens intently as the pastor speaks.

He can't stop the full on dimpled grin that crosses his face when the part comes that he most looked forward to.

"Louis William Tomlinson, do you take Harold Edward Styles as your unlawfully wedded husband?"

Louis chuckles, and nods.

"I do."

Harry feels his heart clench as he feels the pastor look at him. He smiles, tears falling slowly from his eyes as he looks at him.

He looks at Louis. The black suit clinging to his small body, the ankles rolled up slightly, barely exposing red socks beneath his shiny black dress shoes.

His feathery hair quiffed slightly, and combed neatly. His eyebrows oddly plucked. A large grin spread across his face.

"Harold Edward Styles, do you take Louis William Tomlinson as your unlawfully wedded husband?"

"I do!" He half screams, and giggles erupt through the room, but he doesn't care.

He loves this man more than anything. He needs to be with him forever.

"You may kiss the groom."

Louis grins proudly, and leans in to kiss Harry. Fresh tears fall from Harry's eyes, as his heart and existence pour into the kiss.

The kiss that would end his life of loneliness, and begin one with Louis.

He'd been waiting for someone forever. Who would've guessed it was in front of him the whole time?

When Louis breaks the kiss with glassy eyes, everyone claps excitedly and move outdoors to the beach for music, food and dancing.

The pastor puts his hand on Louis' and Harry's shoulders, smiling warmly before walking away.

When they hear the doors shut, Harry flies into Louis' arms.

"I love you so much Louis" he sobs, as Louis wraps his arms around him "Thank you so much for making me the happiest man alive."

"No, thank you love. Thank you for making me see a relationship is possible, and that it doesn't need to be sex. You helped me see that not everyone will hurt me." He tightens his arms around Harry, and kisses his forehead.

"I love you so much."

"I love you Louis. Forever." Harry says standing, up straight.

"Forever" Louis agrees, as Harry leans down to connect their lips.