optional // l.s.

epilogue

(by the way there are some time skips)

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harry watches from the kitchen as louis slides around the living room in his socks, complaining about how college "sucks balls" and craving chinese at the same time.

when louis got the official acceptance to uni, harry threw a small party for him. by small, he meant small. but it was okay, louis loved every bit of it. harry invited liam and zayn over and they all told stories about louis from years ago, but harry was only able to talk about recent ones. his favorite thing that was told that night was the day zayn and louis met. apparently zayn asked to borrow a pencil and never gave it back. louis then preceded to call him a cunt-face because that was a really good pencil and he wanted it returned to him. they ended up becoming friends by the end of that day when zayn met up with him at the end of school with a folded note that said here's your pencil, fuckhead and his pencil with new lead in it taped inside.

liam and louis met when they were in primary school. they were in the same class all five years and even went to the same middle school because their neighborhoods were close to eachother. zayn didn't meet liam until the eleventh grade when liam was trying to push people away from louis because they were picking on him. zayn knew how that felt, so he punched a kid in the face before asking louis if he was okay and asking liam if he needed anything for the boy. harry thought their forming bonds was the cutest yet weird at the same time. who insults eachother then becomes friends at the same time?

stewie, who was now full grown, jumps up and places his paws on harry's shoulders to get his attention. it shocked the man at first but he wrapped his arms around the dog's body and rubbed his back. "hi buddy!"

stewie lets out a small bark before licking his cheek and running back and forth with louis across the house. it was a great sight, especially when louis slipped and fell and then stewie came to the rescue. by rescue, that means he climbed on him, pushed him down and sat on his chest.

"stewart, your balls are on my nipple!" louis groans. "what the fuck!"

harry snorts and sits on the couch. "poor lou, having such a bad day."

"i know, right?" the blue eyed boy huffs. "i get a c on a test, i tripped on the stairs, my lunch was too hot and burned my mouth and now i have dog balls on me."

his boyfriend cooed and knelt beside him. "stewie, off," he nudged his body and eventually got him to get off of him. the dog hopped up on the sofa and curled up near the arm rest, drooping his tail over the cushion and let out a huff. harry leaned over and kissed louis, head before helping him up and carried him to the kitchen.

"has anyone told you how handsome you are?" harry asks him, setting him down on the counter and placed his hands by his legs.

louis hums and links his hands behind harry's neck. "you do, everyday."

"ah, okay, just wanted to make sure nobody else did before i had the chance to," harry chuckles and kisses him. "i did tell you today, right?"

"i don't recall," louis murmured.

harry pouts and kisses him again before peppering kisses on his cheeks. "you're so handsome, the prettiest boy i have ever met."

"thank you," louis said softly and blushed just like every other time harry complimented him. even after two years, his words still set him on fire inside. his cheeks were a rosy red and he hid his face so harry didn't see him.

harry lifted up louis' chin and pressed their lips together. "i would never lie to you," he said. "have i ever?"

louis shakes his head no.