Whipped Cream // Larry Stylinson AU

Trente

Harry was wrong.

He was oh so very wrong.

In the 5 years after that extravagant birthday he'd had many, many more days that in no particular order are his most treasured memories.

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Louis had planned a lovely trip away the summer following Harry's lovely birthday. They went back to La Rochelle and spent most of their week long vacation at the beach. It was July 14th while the pair were walking along the beach lit by the most gorgeous moonlight, that Louis stopped and got down on one knee. "Harry, my love, my heart belongs to you. There's no one I want to spend my life with other than you. It would make me so happy, so proud to call you my fiancé. Will you do me the honours of marrying me?" Louis began choking up. He obviously did think his lover was going to accept, otherwise he wouldn't of asked, but during that moment he was nervous. Harry ended up on his knees, sobbing into Louis' neck while repeating "yes" over and over again.

Then Spring next year the two tied the knot in a lovely ceremony back in England. They returned home because during a wedding of course the pair getting married are the most important, but without family there, the importance of the day dims. They both wanted as many people as possible to celebrate the day they vowed to love and cherish each other for the rest of their lives. The day was perfect. Couldn't of possibly gone any better. Everybody in the church that day cried tears of joy. Although their families already adored each other they could now legally call each other family, not that they didn't already consider themselves a huge family. Jay and Anne had gone on a spa day together just the week before and were already planning their next. Harry and Louis finding each other that early morning in Paris not only changed their lives for the better, but also the ones of the people closest to them.

The newly weds honeymooned in Maldives. Stayed in a lovely shack over the crystal clear water. Swam late every night and made love until the early hours of the morning. Ate the freshest fruit they'd ever tasted and drank ice cold beverages- Louis sometimes having a cheeky alcoholic drink while Harry sipped at his Iced Tea. They watched the stars and kissed under the full moon. They loved each other. Oh how they loved each other.

Both lads sold their apartments and opted for a lovely house just outside of Paris. A place they could happily raise a family someday.

It was a late afternoon in September when Naomi knocked gently on Louis' office door. He'd called the young girl in and she told him that Eleanor was sitting down stairs and need to speak with him desperately. Louis had grown up with the girl but they hadn't spoken since he began dating Harry. "Let her up." He said. Confused as to why she'd be here. His jaw nearly hit the floor when he took in the sight of the woman. Round belly on the verge of bursting. Eleanor explained that the father of her unborn child left her and that she couldn't ever see herself being a mother but didn't want to put her child up for adoption. She still wanted to be apart of her kid's life but she couldn't do it alone. So, she asked Louis if he'd be interested being a father figure. She knew about Harry, Georgia had told her about the wedding. She also knew that two men couldn't make a baby and she knew her ex boyfriend always wanted a large family.

Eleanor had a girl, she was more than happy to let the two husbands choose the name and even gave her the pairs last name. They'd combined both their last names and were now Harry and Louis Stylinson. She didn't stick around and both the dads ended up with full custody of their little girl, Jayla Anne. Named after both their mothers, something that made the new grandmothers over the moon.

Jayla's first birthday was about as popular as the Queen's. The little girl was spoilt rotten. Everyone came to visit her, even Liam, Zayn and Bear. Gemma announced she was pregnant with her boyfriend, Niall and the day was just really special. The one year old ended up falling asleep half way through her own birthday party but everyone stuck around until she woke up, wanting to spend as much time with the precious girl as they could.

On their first wedding anniversary Harry surprised Louis with documents of the adoption agency. He knew Louis had always wanted a big family and he felt they were ready for another baby. Harry was now a stay at home dad while Louis was still a lawyer, but being the owner of the company he took breaks in between each case, especially the huge ones that took months in court. Both men attended the interview the following week and were appointed to a teenage couple putting their child up for adoption.

Two months later and Harry and Louis were now the father's of two beautiful children. Jayla was super jealous at first, only having nothing but attention to herself for her whole life, it was a little bit difficult for her to understand that her daddy's still loved her unconditionally but they also loved her sister just as much. Harry cried when Jayla announced after 6 months of having a baby sister that she loved little Zayli, which you guessed it, was named after their best friends Zayn and Liam.

Their third and fourth children were twins, one boy and one girl. It was a little challenging juggling four babies all at once but they loved it none the less. Harry and Louis adored having four children. They of course wanted more but they were going to wait a few more years before heading back to the adoption agency.

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You can't define love. You can't choose who you fall in love with or how hard you fall. You can't just turn love off like a faucet- even when you try the faucet seems to have a leak and won't stop dripping drops of love. Love is love.

Harry and Louis fell completely and utterly in love. Head over heels. Love is the most beautiful story of them all. Create your own love story.

Love is beautiful.

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~Fin