Just You (a Louis Tomlinson fan fiction)

Chapter 15, planning, grieving, and kisses

Payton's P.O.V.

So I got engaged yesterday and I couldn't be any happier. Wow its so cool to be able to say that. I'm engaged. But at the same time I kind of asked him, or, begged him rather, to propose to me. He didn't do it on his own. And he must have spent a fortune on the flash mob and rose thing. And my ring is huge too. I kind of feel bad. But at the same time he also didn't have to. He could've just said he wasn't ready and leave it at that.

He is my dream man. Seriously. And if you would've told me on the ride here that I would be engaged to Louis in about 6 months I would say your fricking crazy. These are the things that make me really think about how lucky I am. He is honestly the one man that I would choose to spend my life with even if there were 200 guys lined up. He just makes me so happy. So today im doing some planning for the wedding.

I'm choosing the colors, the decorations, the flowers, the food, pretty much everything. He just wants to make sure I have the best wedding I can. The wedding that I have been planning on having since I was a little girl. I love him so much for that. Snapping me out of my thoughts, I heard sniffling coming from Louis and I's bedroom. I got up and quietly ran to the door frame. I looked in and it was Louis. He was holding a cross to his chest and he was balling.

I decided I was going to go in and do my best to make him feel better. So, I walked in slowly and thankfully his back was turned to me, and I gently started rubbing circles on his back. He stiffened a little but then he loosened once he knew what was happening. I kissed his back sweetly and he turned around to face me. His eyes were all red and puffy and he looked miserable. He looked as if he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep for three days.

I smiled sweetly at him and sat down next to him. He looked like he wanted to say something but he couldn't. I nodded and started crying myself. It makes me so upset when he is like this. I invited him in for a hug and he accepted it gratefully. He hugged me so tight. He held on forever and it was so sweet. Gosh I love him. We sobbed into each other's shoulders and just stayed there like that. After about half an hour he loosened his grip and took some deep breaths.

"I love you so much babe. And I'm sorry I'm crying. But I need to tell you something big. I wanna open up to you and tell you this. If you'll allow me to." He told me. "Okay babe yeah go ahead." I agreed sweetly. He nodded. "Okay.. so.. I just got a phone call. It was from the hospital. Niall is sick. Like really sick. And I'm so so worried about him. He is my bro. For life. And I can't lose him too." He said. I nodded and started talking.

"Babe I am so so sorry. But I love you so much and I know that you are strong enough to do this. You can absolutely do this. You have to have faith in yourself. Pray to God every single night and ask him to make Niall be okay. I will do the same thing each and every night. We can only have hope. Your my everything and I hate seeing you upset. Please please don't lose your faith. You are so amazing and you are my absolute life. You are my faith." I assured him.

"We can do that. We'll prey each and every night. Together. And we will visit Niall every day and check up on him. Oh and another thing. You know Danielle?" He said. "Yes." I told him. "Well, she is not doing well. She has tried to commit suicide. Life without Liam is so hard." He replied. I rubbed his back and said "I completely understand babe. And thank you for opening up to me. I appreciate it so much." He nodded and smiled weakly at me.

I smiled weakly back at him. "Still wanna marry me?" I asked tearily. "Aw of course babe of course." He said. I felt a tear run down my cheek. He pulled me in for another hug and I accepted it. I'm really struggling with this. Its making Louis miserable and I don't like it at all. But he is doing so good. And he can cry in front of me and not be ashamed. I really just love everything about him. And then the idea came to me.

We will make all the boys groomsmen and their girlfriends be the bridesmaids. And we can have a huge heart plaque above the long table made for the people in the wedding at the reception. Its perfect. But I'll tell him st another time. When he is happier. And when he is stronger. A time when he isn't vulnerable. Its perfect. I'm sure he'll agree. I could tell that he was tired I decided it was time for us to go to bed. He agreed. And I fell alseep in his arms.