Loving Him (Larcel/Lirry AU) [EDITED]

Chapter 7

Marcel POV:

     Louis and I got to Harry and my house to witness Lirry in the moment, if you catch my drift- covering Louis' eyes I lead him upstairs to my room, knowing the two downstairs are oblivious to our presence.

     I really don't know what to say or do. I think I want to marry him, but wouldn't that be to sudden? I'll wait. We have known eachother for years, though not being together, so i think that counts for something. I look at Louis, noticing he's still standing along with me. "Louis, I know we haven't been together that long, and that we just got back together, but would you ever consider marriage between us?"

     Shock. That is all that is on his face, next I see pure excitement and happiness. "You thought about marrying me? You want to marry me someday? Oh- um - yes i would consider it any day." Hearing those words and watching him blush is the cutest thing I have ever witnessed. I wrap my arms around him, before kissing him passionately.

     "Good, because for future notice I will need that assurance. It would be awkward popping the question in a few years and you saying no." I joke, causing Louis and myself to laugh. "Seriously though, I love you, and of course i have thought and i do want it someday."

     Hearing this Louis blushed, getting out of my grip and going over to my bed.
He is so adorable and he doesn't even know. I mean, if he were a world wide famous singer, then I am quite positive he would have girls on cloud nine because of him and well him.

     I take notice Louis' weak side comes out when he's around be, and by now i have found out i am the dominate one in our relationship, it's not a bad thing, he's perfect and his feminine features and behaviors fit his position in this relationship. I stare at him a bit more noting that he blushes madly when I even look at him, I love that I have that effect on him.

     "Marcy, stop staring and come cuddle with me and watch romantic movies!" Obligating and muttering 'so feminine like, perfect' under my breath, whilst causing him to pout, going over to my bed and wrapping my arm around his small curvy waist, he snuggles in my chest. "I'm not feminine-like, Marcy!" hearing that come out of his mouth I chuckle a bit.

     "Boo, everything about you is feminine-like. You go all soft and weak when your around me, but it's okay I like that side of you. It's adorable and sexy. Besides babe, It shows who's the dominate one in this relationship." I finish, causing him to hum in agreement about what I said. Smiling at the boy holding, I kiss his lips softly, while rubbing his waist and lower back. Then I remove my mouth from his, going to his sweet spot on his neck, "I have to re-mark what is mine, baby." Wi
th that I get to work on what is rightfully mine, hearing pretty little moans come from the beauty under me.

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Harry POV:

     Breathing heavily, both Liam and I lay next to one another covered in his cum. Yes, I topped. I get up, causing Liam to sit up a little too fast, because he groans. Rolling my eyes, "What are you doing, love?" The hottest thing ever happens, he blushes.

     "Um, I-I was just going to a-ask, wh-ere yo-our going?" He replies stuttering, and rubbing his bum. Smirking, I continue walking to the kitchen, "I'm going to making my wonderful boyfriend lunch, then I'm going to cuddle with him for the rest of the day. I walk into the kitchen preparing grilled cheese.

     After I'm done with it, I hear moans from upstairs. Marcel has changed so much since that day in the café. Hailey doesn't even come around anymore, and Niall and Zayn usually hang out with each other. I heard Hailey and Niall, became 'Niley'. Marcel has his grades at A's, but he isn't that scared individual he was before. I'm proud, yeah I'm still mad at myself for bullying him, but he forgave us when he got Louis.

     I walk into the living room, seeing Liam watching SpongeBob, giving him the grilled cheese. When Liam starts eating as I sit down, pulling him into my lap. "Styles, you better not get hard from this! We haven't even put clothes on yet!" I wrap my arms around him kissing his shoulder.

     "Watch your show." We watch SpongeBob for another 30 minutes, me mostly debating on saying it or not. After the shows over, Sam and Cat comes on. I look at Liam, seeing him laugh at something that happens on the show. When he notices me watching him, "What? Why are you staring at me like that? Is something wrong?" My response is simple and I'm glad I said it first, and he doesn't have to say it back yet, but I know he feels the same, by the smile that appears on hi face. I smile kissing hi cheek, looking into his eyes, so he knows I'm being passionate and telling the complete truth saying this.

"I love you, Liam."

Marcel POV:

    "A year later, after we finished high school, your father proposed. It made me heart melt, we were having a little party, reunion you could say, having not seen your Uncles in a year due to them being across the world for Harry's Uni or job -I can't remember- and our mum being away for work. We were in the middle of dinner and your father just got up quieting everyone down, then he got down on one knee proposing. I cried, telling him 'A thousand yes's', and not long after your uncles got engaged also. That's how your father and I, and your uncles, all got together. Perfect, if you ask me." I finish, telling my 26 year old daughter, looking over seeing everyone looking at me in awe.

     I look back at Willa, smiling softly, seeing those big blue eyes she got from him, and curly hair from Gemma being our sergeant then looking at another pair of blue eyes, identical to my daughter's but older, make their way towards me. "Love, that was perfect. You tell the story great, I love you." He says smiling at me, 48 years old looking handsome as ever still, before wrapping his arms around my waist as he sits down on the love seat next to me.

     I look at everyone here, Gemma, Harry and Liam, Willa, her fiancé Damian, Zayn and Perrie, and Niall and his daughter Ana, along with Harry and Liam's 24 year old daughter Kayla. "Wait, what ever happened to Hailey?" Kayla asked, unknowingly causing Niall to look away. I sigh and think about to how it happened, "She died a few months after giving birth to Ana, she was driving to the store when her car crashed into someone else's. She didnt make it, died instantly actually. It was very heartbreaking, knowing I would never see my best friend again. Knowing she'd never see her daughter grow up or grow old with Niall and us. We still miss her."

     Things changed so much in the past 31 years. It's truly amazing, I kiss Louis, still feeling those same old sparks I felt from our first kiss. "Isn't it amazing that we've been together for 31 years? That we're still going strong?" I ask, looking at Louis again, I wrap my arms around his neck, loving the feeling of his arms around my waist.

     He kisses me once again, before pulling away, smiling at me, "Of course, love, it's incredible. I wouldn't change it for the world. I love you so, so, so much. Nothing could, would, and will never replace you, Marcy." There he goes again, making me blush. even after all these years he still does it.

     He's perfect. Well, my definition of perfection, I bet if I looked up a dictionary the word 'Perfection' that Louis' picture would be right under it. Heh, old joke but what do you expect? I'm old too. This man doesn't understand what he does to me, I don't think he ever will.

     My life isn't perfect, and I'm not saying it ever will be perfect, but it's great. Louis and I have had our fights and disagreements, but it only ever made our marriage stronger, and like Louis said, "I wouldn't change it for the would."

     I'm happy I got to share my story to our daughter, Willa, before my life-time was over. Hopefully she'll tell her children about their grandpas' story. The story about loving him