One Direction: One-Shots

The Question ~ A Larry Stylinson One-Shot

Louis's P.O.V.

"I sat there on the chair, drinking some wine, as I waited for Harry to show up for our date. Harry and I have been dating for quite some time now, and the fans kind of caught on, but we haven't confirmed anything so far all they know we just have a cute bromance, to us we have the relationship we have always dreamed of.

I sat there staring out the window on my left, watching the full moon's bright shiny white rays beam, and twinkle with the bright little stars spotted all over the dreary black sky, thats when I hard a cough. I turned my head and saw the curly haired lad that I love with my heart. He smiled his famous cheeky smile to me, the one that kills millions of girls around the globe. 

"You're late, Hazza." I said, with a smirk. This moment is just perfect, he's actually mine, and I'm actually his. This couldn't be any better. "Sorry I had to pick something up." He said in a quiet hush tone, that added a hint of mystery to the air.

"Oh... and what was that?" I asked furrowing my eyebrow, with a confused look upon my face. "Nothing really." He said turning his eyes towards the full moon.

"I hope you don't mind Hazza, but I ordered for the two of us, I got your usual." I said. "Thanks Lou." He said smiling back at me. Soon enough, our food came and we ate it sharing that pleasant conversation like always.

Harry then excused himself to the restroom, and so I went back to my usual pondering of thoughts, drifting off to an endless pool of memories and dreams, when Harry returned, but he didn't sit down. "Care to sit, Hazza?" That's when he did the most surprising think ever,

He got down on one knee and pulled out a small black box and said, "Louis you are my world, you are the most important person to me ever. You can brighten up my darkest days, and always turn my frown into a peppy happy smile, full of joy. I'm so happy you're mine, and I'm actually yours. Will you do me the honour of being my beloved husband?" 

I was crying tears of joy at this point, and nodded my head as quickly as I could. "Yes Harry, I'd be happy too." I said standing up and pulling him into a tight hug, and quickly planting kisses on him, and that's when he held me and started to dance..."

I finished my story, "and that Darcy is how Daddy and I got married." I said, smiling to our beautiful adopted daughter who we loved with our entire hearts.

"And the rest is well history" I said.