"And I'd Marry You Harry"

Chapter 6 ;S

AN: Oh my gosh! I have 69 reads! Asfjgkbmncklsko... By the way, could you guys go follow me and my friends account on Instagram? Its called @viledeludedfreaks. It would mean a lot, thank you. I'm also going to try a little harder to update weekly now that its summer. 

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Louis POV

        I knew something was wrong when I woke up without the warmth of Harry's arms around my waist. Harry's all too familiar sobs rang throughout our room coming from the bathroom. I turned the doorknob... Locked... "Harry, love! What's wrong?" 

        "Nothing babe I just hit little piggy on the side of the cabinet." Harry's voice cracked. 

        "Are you sure hun? Open the door, let me see."

        "No boo, I'm fine." Harry just sobbed harder. 

Harry's POV

It hurt to hear his voice.

Knowing he wouldn't be saying "I do" anytime soon to me.

It hurt. 

 A lot. 

"I'll be right out so you can take a shower, hold on boo." 

"Its okay, take your time babe."

"No, I'm done." I unlocked the door, wiping the tears from my eyes. 

But I wasn't ready. 

I wasn't ready to see him.

I wasn't ready to see the dullness in his once sparkly blue eyes. 

I wasn't ready. 

 He stood there, holding me, hands on my waist, as sobs racked through my body. 

 He may have been the smaller of the two of us but he says I'm still his baby, and I believed him. I'm the one who always has the nightmares, I'm the one who always ends up crying, but there are some times... Louis is strong but not as strong as he wishes he was. He tries to act all tough but in the end, his attempts fail, he's my princess no matter how many times he claims he's "manly as hell" Well he's not, he doesn't like to admit it though but he likes to cuddle, he likes to be pampered and as gay as it makes him sound, he likes shopping. Oh, wait. 

"Baby, what's wrong?" Louis sighed, setting his lips firmly on my collar bone, nuzzling into my neck. 

"Nothing, I just hit my toe on the end of the cabinet. It hurts." I said, tenderly pecking the soft hairs sticking to his forehead. 

 "That's bull Harry! What really happened?" Louis snapped, glancing bewilderly at me. 

"I'm sorry baby, I'm just worried about you." he sighed, gently. "Please," he begged, "Tell me whats wrong." 

"I-I'm just not happy about the proposal plans." I admitted, sighing. 

"Oh baby. I'm not either but..."

"There's not much we can do about it, I know, I know." I asserted, stepping back a little bit, looking for an escape. 

"But... I'm gonna work on it." a slow spread grin appeared on Louis face. He slowly raised his hands to my sides. 

Louis POV

"Baby no, please!" Harry cried, eyes widening. But he was too late. My hands were already on his sides, tickling. He quealed, struggling to get away. I pushed him onto the bed, but failed, falling on top of him. 

"Hi." I whispered. 

Harry put his hands on thre back of my neck, "Hi," he whispered back. 

AN: Sorry its short and boring, my sister was like "ARE YOU DONE YET I NEDD TO READ IT" but I tried to make it short and sweet, next time it'll be longer. ;)