My Harry (Larry/Gryles short story) COMPLETED

CHAPTER SIX

Kind of short, but here is your update. :)

Harry laughed and looked over at Louis. "I know, Lou.. I'm just messing with you... Come here and give me a kiss. " Harry told his speechless boyfriend. Louis didn't move, he couldn't. Harry should never joke around like that. Louis was seriously thinking that he was going to have an attack of some sort. He thought that Harry had really forgotten about him. 

"Louis..." Harry whined when Louis didn't move. "I wanna kiss and I can't move.." He pouted as he made grabby hands for the older man. That got Louis to move. He carefully pulled Harry up some and pressed his lips firmly on Harry's, not moving them. Louis just wanted to feel Harry's lips on his own just for a little bit.

"Don't do that to me." Louis whispered when he pulled back before he pressed his lips on Harry's once more. "Don't ever scare me like that." Louis whispered as he pressed little kisses all over Harry's face and lips, causing the younger of the two to giggle like a little school girl. Harry always told Louis that he hated his laugh and giggles, but Louis loved them. "Never again, do you hear me?" Louis asked, looking into Harry's eyes.

Harry nodded and carefully wrapped his arms around Louis's neck. "I promise.. And I'm sorry.. For everything.." Harry whispered before he pulled Louis down for a real kiss. A kiss that let Louis feel how much Harry loved him and how sorry he truly was. Louis was so happy to have his boyfriend's, no fiance's, lips on his. "I love you, Lou.. I really love you.." He whispered. 

Louis smiled and reached up to grab Harry's hand, lacing their fingers together after placing a kiss on Harry's knuckles. "I love you too.. But can I?" He asked, pointing to the ring on Harry's finger. Louis wanted to propose the right way. He wanted Harry to be awake and know who he was. They could work everything else out at some other time. Right now, it was just the two of them.

"Yeah.." Harry whispered, his cheeks reddening slightly as Louis slipped the ring off of Harry's finger and got down on one knee, after helping Harry into a comfortable sitting position.

"Harry Edward Styles.." Louis began as he took Harry's hand in his own. "We've known each other for a while now.. We've had our ups and downs, but every couple has them.. We are what is called the 'power gay couple' or whatever our fans call it.." Louis told Harry as he looked up into Harry's eyes. "I want to be more than just your boyfriend. I want to be more than that. And you know that I wouldn't want to change anything about you.. Except for one thing.." Louis told Harry, causing the younger of them to pout.

"What would you change about me, Lou?" Harry asked, making Louis smile at the cheesiest line he would ever say.

"Your last name, or we can change mine, I don't care.." He told Harry, making Harry roll his eyes and smile widely. "So, would you do me the honor or making me one of the happiest men alive and accept this ring as a symbol of our love? As a symbol to show the world that you will become my husband? That we will grow old together and adopt all the kids we can?" Louis asked.

Harry stayed quiet during Louis's little speech, well as quiet as he possibly could. He only had tears of joy and a wide smile on his face. "Louis, god yes, I would love to marry you! I Love you so much, dammit!" Harry exclaimed as Louis placed the ring on Harry's finger, where it belonged, and rose up some so he could press his lips to Harry's kissing him softly and as passionately as he possibly could.

"That was so SWEET!" A high pitched, girly squeal came from the door way of Harry's room. 

Louis smiled and pressed his lips to Harry's once more, just for a soft, short kiss, before he looked behind himself at the doorway where Eleanor had her hands over her face, saying that her makeup was now messed up because of her crying. Nick was beside her, rolling his eyes and mumbling about that being one of the reasons why he was gay, but Nick did have a smile on his face.

"El, your make up is fine.. It looks just as caked up as it did the last time I saw you." He told his friend, chuckling some at that.

Eleanor removed her hands from her face, wiping under her eyes one last time as she glared at Louis. "My make up is NEVER caked up!" She defended herself, causing Louis's fiance, he loved saying that, to laugh at their banter. 

Louis just shook his head and held onto Harry as carefully as he could so he wouldn't get hurt any more than what he already has.

Okay, I updated.... Not what you thought? Well, sorry... ;) I'll update again soon. This story is close to being finished. I'll try and update sometime this week, but don't hold me to it.

This was not edited. So if I messed up on something, anything, please tell me and I'll try to fix it.

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