27 Minutes (Larry Stylinson)

My Happy Ending

Harry POV

They say that gravity is what keeps you on the ground. A force that keeps the body to the earth, holding them down so they don't float away. The only problem is I don't believe in that shit anymore. My sense of gravity didn't come from some man centuries ago telling me how and why my ass stayed here on earth. I was bound by something far greater than a form of science. The cables that knit me into the earth holding me in the center wasn't from some greater force. It was simply from love. Love from the most important person in my world kept me here. Kept me centered and gravitating towards the earth. Louis is my gravity.

Word of Louis and I's relationship spread quick. The media ate it up quickly and the fans took to it whole heartedly. I'd be lying if I said everyone accepted us because that was simply not the case. The majority stayed by our sides and supported us far more than we had ever expected. But there was still those who ridiculed us and wished death for our choices. Some of it had been rather harsh and had taken Louis by surprise more than it had me.

He hadn't handled it the best he could of but I was always there by his side to guide him and try to protect him. The other guys were as well, always there to shield any hurt away from him as much as we could. Two of our biggest supporters being Niall and Liam, simply because they were experiencing the same thing. But like all things it eventually passed. People started to see how greatly we loved each other and others started to appreciate the fact that we were proud of who we were and there wasn't a damn thing they could do about it.

Over time we moved on and just continued with our careers the same way we would have had Louis and I not been together. With a new team behind us and stronger fans than we had thought possible, our careers were at the top and we couldn't be happier.

Two years had passed since the day I finally got my Louis back. Two years of learning each other all over again and rebuilding a friendship. It had been the best two years of my life and it showed from Louis and I immensely. There were never days where we weren't smiling or we weren't saying we loved the other. It seemed to have grown to impossible heights and that was something I could never be tired of.

Lately I've been feeling as though it was time to take that next step. Taking our relationship even further and though it excited me it also scared the shit out of me. I've spent weeks sitting in our newly purchased home together just thinking of how the hell I could ask him to marry me but have literally come up with nothing. Every time I think I've come up with an idea I always get to panicked and back out. How do you propose to someone? How do you express such intense feelings for someone and ask them to spend the rest of their life with you and only you.

"Stop over analyzing it Harry!" I hear a groan from beside me and turn to look at the person next to me. Niall sits there with his head laid back against the couch and his face in a scowl. "It's not that fucking hard mate."

"That's easy for you to say, you're already married!" I huff at him crossing my arms over my chest. All I get in return is a massive grin from the newlywed beside me. I roll my eyes and push myself off the couch. "Don't rub it in asshole."

"Sorry... I can't help it!" He smiles sheepishly.

Liam and Niall had gotten married two months ago and were the epitome of happiness. They had been together much longer than any of us knew but none of us were surprised when Liam asked Niall to marry him. It was a massive celebration and a beautiful time. Family, friends and our team all came together to show our love and support for the couple. As much as I'm happy for them I also want to shove both of them six feet under.

"Not helping Niall.. How did Liam do it again?" I ask him, taking small steps to look out of the large window in our living room.

"Harry I've told you a million times!" He groans out. "We were on our yearly vacation and he just did it.. No big production.." He shrugs off. "But yours doesn't have to be the exact same.."