My Harry (Larry/Gryles short story) COMPLETED

EPILOGUE

Its short and rushed and I apologize.. And this is it..

"So, that's how you and mom got engaged? Was it hard to get married because you both were famous?" Thirteen year old Eric Lloyd Tomlinson asked his father.

It has been nearly twenty years since Louis proposed to Harry. It has been nearly nineteen years since Harry Styles became Harry Tomlinson. It has been nearly fifteen years since Harry had given birth to his and Louis's first son, James Lee Tomlinson. It has been nearly thirteen years since Harry had given birth to his and Louis's second son, Eric. It has been nearly ten years since Harry had given birth to his and Louis's third child, Bell Ann Tomlinson. And it has been nearly seven years since Harry had given birth to his and Louis's fourth and fifth child, Bryson William Tomlinson and Braydon Edward Tomlinson.

"Yeah, that's how we got engaged. And yes, it was hard getting married." Louis told his son. It was hard for him and Harry to get married. People didn't like the fact that two members of the world's most popular boyband were gay. But they did love each other more than anything. They would love each other until the day they both died. 

"Can you tell us about that?" James asked. All of the kids have always been curious of their parents's relationship. They always asked for stories of how Harry and Louis met or how they got married or something like that. 

"That, my son, is for a different time. We have to go and visit your mother." Louis told James, sending the teenager a small, sad smile. 

James nodded and looked over at his brothers and sister before he looked over at his father. "Is Uncle Nick going to be there?" He asked. The kids knew Nick as their uncle. Louis still was upset for what Nick and Harry did. It turned out that they were having a sexual relationship. But Nick apologized, as did Harry. And Harry's 'punishment' for cheating was that he had to bottom. But that turned  more into something that Harry enjoyed more than anything.

It has been nearly thirteen years since Nick had gotten married. No one had ever thought that he would marry who he did. No one even knew that his new husband was even gay. Nick married someone who everyone thought was as straight as straight could get. Joe Jonas, now Joe Grimshaw. Yes, he was a part of the boyband 'the Jonas Brothers' and no, his family didn't approve of his relationship with Nick, but Nick and Joe loved each other.

"Yeah. He's going to be there. As are Uncle Niall, Uncle Zayn, and Uncle Liam." Louis explained as he moved over to go and help the twins put their jackets on. It was a tad bit nippy outside and Louis didn't want them to be sick.

It had been nearly eighteen years since One Direction was no longer a band. But the boys all hung out together. They even had family picnics and such on a monthly basis. They were a family. They were there for the high and low points in each other's lives. They were brothers.

"I miss mommy.." Bell told Louis. Louis nodded and kissed her cheek when he finished with Bryson's jacket. He missed Harry too. He missed Harry more than anything.

It had been a little over five months since Harry was in a terrible, terrible accident. He was coming home from the grocery store when a drunk driver hit him, head on. Louis remembered that day. It was the worst day of his life. 

"We all do, baby. But mommy is still here, remember?" He asked her as he pointed to her heart. No matter what, Harry would always be there with them. Louis could still feel Harry with him. He could still feel Harry's touch. He could still hear Harry's voice. He could still see Harry's smile. Harry's life was taken far too soon. Louis and Harry were supposed to grow old together and watch their children have children. But that was taken away. Harry was taken away all because some asshole decided that he wanted to get drunk and drive. Five children lost their mother. One man lost the love of his life. All because of some idiot who wanted to get drunk and drive. That man survived. Louis didn't know why he survived and Harry didn't. Harry was a good man. He was a good mother. He was a good lover. He did nothing to deserve what happened to him. 

And it had been five months to the day that Harry's body was laid in the ground. 

ITS OVER!! I CAN NOT BELIEVE I DID THAT. OH. MY. GOSH. THANK YOU FOR READING. I LOVE YOU!!