All That You Are Is All I'll Ever Need

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They walk to the campus shoulder to shoulder, their hands stuffed in their trouser pockets, butterflies stuffed down their throats. It's going to be reuniting faces and new faces, and there's no room for hushed voices in between them at the moment, though they wish there were.

There is a line of people outside the building where the art showing is taking place, parents and students and important people to sponsor potentials. The building is covered in big yellow bulbs that glow in the slightly darkening sky, and a soft piano can be heard filtering from speakers on the inside. It's soft and beautiful, the low melody of fabricated feelings into sound, and Louis can't help but to take his hand out of his pocket and hold it out for Harry to finally take.

"H! Lou!" they hear, and they turn towards the noise to see Niall walking towards them amongst the other people that are slowly filtering inside. He's all spiffed up in black trousers, a white button up, with a grey vest to go over it all.

"Ni, my favourite Irish lad," Louis says over dramatically, letting go of Harry's hand to grab the blonde boy's cheeks and give him an over dramatic peck on the lips that makes him sputter.

Louis tuts, falling back into Harry's gravity and wrapping an arm around his boy's waist, “Still not gay I see."

Niall's tongue is out of his mouth and his nose is scrunched up and all Louis can do is smirk because behind him is familiar faces.

"Oh, my baby," comes the sweet voice of Niall's mum, then a snort from his brother.

"You never did learn to keep that tongue put away, did'ya?"

Niall laughs, almost obnoxiously, and wraps his arms around his mum and then brother, kissing them on the cheek.

"Missed your annoying laugh," his brother teases, musing his tie.

"Louis dear," Niall's mum says, "look how handsome you've become!"

Louis smiles, giving her a side hug as she continues to speak.

"And who is the cute boy you're attached too?" she asks, raising an eyebrow.

Before Louis can even get a word out Niall cuts in for him, "This is Harry, the boy that Louis, god knows how, managed to snag."

Harry snorts, and Niall's mother shoots him a glare.

"It's nice to meet you, love," she says to Harry, "I always knew Louis would end up with a handsome one, but not this handsome."

Both Niall and his brother snort, nodding their heads in agreement, and Louis fake glares at them.

"Are you waiting for Jay and the girls to show up then?"

"Oh-" Niall interjects once again, "Lou, your family is already inside waiting."

"Well thanks for informing me, you twat," Louis rolls his eyes, "I'm gonna stay out here and wait with Harry for his family, though."

Niall's mum looks at her watch, "Well why don't we head inside and we'll tell your mum you're out here waiting, yeah?"

Louis smiles, "Sure thing love, that'd be great."

"I'll see you inside then."

"You can tell that's Niall's mum," Harry leans down and whispers, and Louis smiles.

"Yeah, it's quite obvious. The only difference is Niall's mum knows manners and hygiene, and also how sigh-worthy Niall can be."

"Sigh-worthy, beautiful wording."