Kyla's Clouis One-Shots

Vows

The rapid sound of his pencil tapping against the paper was the only thing filling the silence of the empty dorm room. Louis sat slouched over the desk, head in hand. The blank page stared back at him almost mockingly. There were so many things he wanted to say but none could escape his mind onto the page. Time was running out. He kicked himself for putting this off for so long. The wedding was only a few days away but Louis had no idea what he would say to her. He leaned back in his chair, that beautiful face distracting him from what he was doing.

Clementine, the love of his life. Louis became lost in a daydream as he thought of spending the rest of his life by her side. Waking up to her golden eyes was already blissful, but to be accompanied by that golden ring seemed to make life even sweeter.

The feeling of him falling in love was interrupted by the feeling of him actually falling. Louis quickly grabbed the edge of the desk to prevent his chair from completely tipping backwards.

"This is no use." He muttered to himself.

He gave up writing for now as he decided to go see someone he knew he could talk to about anything. Though of course, Marlon was less talkative these days.

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Purple Snapdragons stuck out of the dirt around the worn wooden cross. Louis sat under the midday sun at the foot of the dirt mound. His eyes traced the carved letters spelling the name of his best friend.

"Hey, Marlon." He spoke to the grave.

"I'm sorry it's been a while since I came to visit you, we've just been so busy with the wedding and other stuff I haven't had the time."

He laughed to himself. Part of him thought this was stupid, but deep down he just hoped that somehow Marlon could hear him.

"Everyone's been good, all excited for the wedding. Oh- I hope you don't mind that Aasim is my best man." He let out a sigh.

"I wish you were here, man. I don't blame AJ, of course, I love the little dude. Though, he isn't so little anymore. He'll be eleven this winter." Louis never thought he could be a dad, but Clem always assured him he was doing a good job.

"I love them both, so much. Clem and AJ are the best thing that's ever happened to me. I just don't want to screw this up. Makeshift as it is this is our wedding."

Heh, wedding jitters.

"I'll think of something." He decided

"Tell Mitch and Brody I said hi."

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It was as if all inspiration had left him. His fingers laid motionless on the piano keys, unable to find any notes to play. He ran his thumb over the carving they had made the night before everything went to hell. He remembered that night in such vivid detail. The good and the bad, though he chose to only think of the former.

He could still recall the heat in his cheeks when she called him cute...

The feeling of his heart skipping a beat when she said she like-liked him...

The softness of her lips the first time they kissed...

"Louis?"

Louis' trip down memory lane took a detour when the voice of his adopted son called out to him.

"Uh, hey little dude. What's up?"

"Violet told me to check on you, make sure you were getting your vows done." He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow, a behaviour he picked up from Clementine.

Shit.

"Tell Vi I've got it handled. A little more time and I'll have the whole school sobbing at the wedding." He said with his usual dramatic flair.