Imperfectly Perfect [Nouis]

Epilogue

EPILOGUE:

After their long but surprisingly pleasant flight, Niall and Louis stepped down at the Heathrow Airport, both the lads pumped with excitement.

They wasted no time in hailing a cab, and instructed the cabbie to take them to the hotels located in the heart of London.

Both boys were busy looking out the window during the whole drive, occassionally snapping pictures of the view, or of their silly selves.

~*~

"Where to first?" Niall asked, scanning the brochure he had printed out from his computer, looking like a proper tourist.

"You're the one who has the paper thingy in your hand, why are you asking me?" Louis teased.

In the end, Louis called up one of his good friends, Liam Payne, who was a family friend whose family conveniently owned a cosy inn, which was just perfect, and also located in the heart of London. And with a kick-ass view from the window, too.

"Thanks Liam," Louis spoke at the brown haired smiley boy, shaking his hand. They were all standing in the lobby, where Liam had shown up to assist the lads.

"No problem mate, I'm happy to help. Glad you finally got away," Liam said with a genuine smile, and Louis grinned.

"Yeah." The reason Liam and Louis knew each other, was cos Liam used to visit Louis' family house and their families were business partners a few years ago, so the two blokes had formed a natural friendship. But now, busy lives had forced them to keep distance.

"Maybe I can show you and your boyfriend around sometime, Loueh?" Liam asked, using the nickname he had came up with all those years ago. Louis seemed to remember as he cracked a huge smile.

"That'd be sweet! Thanks Li Li!"

~*~

"I'm beat!" Niall huffed, tossing his duffel bag on the bed, followed by his body.

"Oh no you're not!" Louis protested, jumping on the blonde lad.

"Up you go Nialler! We have plenty of time to rest. This is the perfect time for going out on the streets, please Ni?"

Niall caved in. "Fine! 'Sides, I'm kinda hungry."

"Of course you are."

~*~

Niall and Louis set out onto the London streets, eyes wide with awe. Every corner was coming alive with lights and colors minute by minute, as night was slowly descending.

The lads sampled every street food known to man... well, at least Niall did.

After satisfying their stomach, the boys just strolled the paved grounds, hands entwined, genuine smiles on their faces, absorbing the English atmosphere.

Louis was reveling in the fact at how he was roaming with a will of his own, in the same city which he was previously never allowed to. He had gotten half of his closure, and the other half, oh... he was defnitely going to get it.

And as for Niall... no one could erase the smile on the Irish lad's face, even if they tried. He was literally living his dream, touring his dream city, with the boy he loves by his side.

Can it get any better?

~*~

"Niall, what're you doin'?" Louis mumbled sleepily the next morning, looking at Niall, who was bent over the table in the corner of the hotel room, writing something.