Larry Stylinson smut/One Shots.

5 years

When you look at the world in a comparison to the rest of the universe, it's a tiny, insignificant ball of rock that just so happens to be the home to millions of species. And out of those millions of species, there are almost 8 billion humans on it. 

So, how come, five years ago, I met the most beautiful of them all. Out of anyone, he was the one I believe was the emodiment of perfection. And now, I'm going to make him my husband. 

Through 5 years of hardship, a few one-week breakups, and some mild drama. I've still managed to keep Louis Tomlinson mine. And now, I, Harry Styles, am about to take the biggest step in our relationship. It's nerve wrecking, yes. But I've been wanting to do this since the day I asked him to be my boyfriend. 

"Harry, are we there yet?" Louis's voice broke me from my thoughts, "Almost." I replied, tapping the steering wheel to the beat of the song playing on the radio. Louis let out an annoyed grunt, crossing his arms and pouting childishly, "Come on. We've been driving for like an hour! How much farther could it be?" 

"We're here." I laughed, pulling over to the side of the road, and getting out, walking over to his side of the car and opening the door. "Right this way, love." 

He gave me a short, playful glare and got out, walking up the small hill next to the car. I shut his door, following him. Ontop of the hill was a large field, filled with wildflowers and tall grass. "We're going on a pic-nic. Come along." I exlained, taking his hand and leading him through the knee-highed grass, to a spot flattened out, with a blanket and some wine in the middle. 

"It's beautiful, Harry. Really cliche though." Louis joked, nudging me with his elbow. I rolled my eyes, sitting down on the blanket and pulling two wine glasses from the basket, pouring us each a glass and handing him his. 

"So," Louis started, "What's the occasion?" 

"What? I can't take my beautiful boyfriend out on a nice day?" I scoffed, putting my hand on my chest. 

"Not that! I mean why this particular day?" Louis set his wine glass down, narrowing his eyes. In truth, today was the day me and Louis had officially met, bumping in to each-other at the shop. 

"Erm, well, I have a bit of a.. favor to ask you?" I started, not wanting to be too obvious about this. 

"Oh, so you're trying to soften me up?" Louis sassed, "No! Just.." I sighed, laughing, 

"Louis, would you please do me a favor?" 

"Fine, what is it?"

This was it. I took a deep breath, giving him a small smile.

"Will you marry me?" 

As soon as the words left my mouth, Louis's jaw dropped, and he brought his hands up to his face, "W-what?" 

"Will you marry me?" I repeated, starting to get slightly nervous. He stayed quiet for a moment, before nodding almost violently. 

"Yes, yes of course I'll marry you.." He said, his voice shaking. I smiled wide, bringing him closer to me and pulling him into my lap, kissing him, "Thank you. And what I'll do in return, is make sure you're this happy for the rest of your life." 

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hella short story sorry!! I just had this idea pop up in my head and though wow hey this is great. 

Hope you liked it!! I sure did. Love you guys!!

~Erin