49- Prince Harry

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The Story So Far:

Louis made a bunch of paintings for an anonymous man. Zayn and Liam are dating. Niall has a crush on the chef of his restaurant, which is opening for Thanksgiving. Harry was diagnosed with Hashimoto's, an autoimmune condition in which antibodies are attacking the thyroid. Louis and Harry haven't come out yet together.

Spanish Version Available: Pride | l.s. [Traducción al español] by InLarryLove

"Am I overdressed?"

"If you weren't overdressed, I would be worried," I reply with a laugh as I button up my shirt. I look over at Harry as he throws his jacket on. He looks like a prince. He looks like a perfect prince. It's a very dark blue jacket with golden swirls on it that immediately make him look like he's stepped out of a Disney movie.

I walk over to Harry as he faces the mirror on the wall. I wrap my arms around him. I shift my head to the side so that I can see his face in the mirror.

"I look like a prince," Harry comments with a laugh that vibrates my hands that lie across his stomach.

"My prince," I mumble as I look at my perfect boyfriend. He always takes my breath away, and I wish he knew how much I...

How much I love him.

"We should get going to Niall's. Our reservation is for 6:30," Harry says. He turns around and gives me a soft kiss on my forehead before he walks over to the bed to slide his shoes on.

I'm left staring at my reflection in the mirror with a ghost of a kiss on my forehead. I feel a smile creeping onto my lips. It's a simple happiness that fills me all up. Of course, I love him. Why have I never told him? This boy is the first thought when I wake up. He's the person I see in every passing face on the street because I hope I can see him more. He's the person who fills me with hope and joy. My dreams are drowned with images of him. He is in every waking thought and moment.

Harry plays with my hands when we cuddle. He likes to wrap his arms around my waist and press small kisses to my neck. He says he takes pictures of beautiful things, and I constantly find him pointing a camera at me. His smile brightens up a whole room, and his laugh is sometimes this adorable giggle. Harry's eyes light up when he sees babies, and he always asks kind questions to pregnant women that he sees. He will carry the groceries for a mother who is trying to handle her small twins by herself. He checks to make sure I'm eating all of my food to make sure I'm being healthy. He sings love songs in the shower that I can hear from my bedroom where I'm drawing. He always is sure to listen to everything a person has to say. He will hear a song and see the meaning behind all of it.

How could I not love Harry Styles?

"C'mon, babe," Harry calls over his shoulder as he begins to walk out of the bedroom. He looks over his shoulder before he stops and stares at me. I'm left breathless just by his gaze. "You look beautiful, Lou... absolutely breathtaking."

I'm left a blushing mess after Harry leaves the room. I throw my jacket and shoes on and follow him out to the car. I still feel a high from my realization as Harry and I drive to Niall's restaurant, Come Fly With Me. It's his first weekend being open, and we're both excited to see it packed. He deserves it. Niall has worked so hard to make his dream come true.

"I'm gonna call Zayn," I tell Harry as I see the text from Zayn asking for a quick call.

"Okay. Make sure you tell him happy Thanksgiving from both of us," Harry replies with a smile. He's always a gentleman.

Harry reaches across the gap between our seats and takes my left hand in his once the phone is pressed to my ear as I wait for him to pick up. I look over nervously at Harry as he drives with only one hand. I would yell at him now, but I like the feeling of his hand in mine too much. He better not kill us.

"Hey, Lou. Long time, no see. Happy Thanksgiving," Zayn says the second he answers my call.

"Happy Thanksgiving from Harry and me," I reply. I can see Harry smiling from that. "How's the family? Are they liking Liam?"

I can hear a sigh of relief from him. "He's amazing. The family adores him. He's in there right now telling firefighter stories of him saving people's lives. I think I was more nervous about this than he was."

"It's good to hear that he's doing so well," I comment with a smile. I know that Zayn has found someone that he really likes. I'm happy that Liam has been accepted by the family.

"Yeah. I just wish you were here... They only let Liam come since he's my boyfriend now, but I still feel bad. We always spend holidays together and-"

"Now I'm with Harry on the way to Niall's restaurant for dinner. It all worked out, Z. Breathe," I interrupt him. I laugh at his nervousness.

"Right, right. It's good that you're going out to dinner with Harry," Zayn replies with a definite emphasis on my boyfriend's name.

"Yeah. Speaking of which, I have to tell you something very important, but I want to do it in person," I say. Now I'm the nervous one. Harry gently strokes my hand with his thumb. He can see the tension in my body from a quick glance, and he knows for sure what I'm talking about.

"We can talk when I get back. I-"

"Harry! Two hands on the wheel!" I scream as our turn goes slightly askew. We manage to not hit the other car, but we're close.

"Sorry!" Harry screams back as he quickly removes his hand from mine and fixes our positioning in the lane.

"Wait, where was Harry's other hand?" Zayn asks once we have both recovered from the almost accident.

"Oh, where was Harry's other hand?" I say loud enough to get Harry's attention. "Down his pants."

"Hey!" Harry yells at me just as Zayn starts laughing. I receive a slap on the shoulder from Harry, but there is still a smile on his face.

"Well, I'll let you two be," Zayn says with another laugh. "I'll see you soon. Give me a call if anything happens. By the way, thanks for the update on Harry. I'm glad that I helped you sort it out."

"Thank you so much for that. You're a life saver. See you later, Z."

"Bye, Lou."

A/N

This chapter did not discuss much more of the depression and autoimmune condition, but once again, don't be afraid to message me and don't be afraid to get help.

This chapter was pretty adorable though.

xoxo raindropkiss1

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