Daddy.// Larry Stylinson.

Epilogue.

"Guys, you have been planning this wedding for a year." Holly laughed, "The only thing you can't agree on is the wedding song?"

"Exactly right." Louis told her, "We both want something soft and all that but we can't agree on the artist."

Harry sighed and ran his hand through his newly cut hair, "I just want the song to fit us perfectly you know?"

"I know, babe. I want that too but there are so many songs and artists out there. How are we supposed to pick just one?"

"You don't have to." Niall added, "It's your wedding and you can have as many songs and dances as you want."

"He's right." Zayn said, biting into an apple, "Just have two dances."

"One dance is more special." Harry sighed, "It's that one special song you know?"

Louis squeezed his hand, "We'll figure it out, Harry. We have a couple months to figure it out."

"I'd hurry. Your wedding is already right around the corner." Liam said, "It's going to be here before you know it and you won't have a song."

Just then a small cry was heard in the room.

"I'll get him." Niall smiled, "I enjoy being with him."

"Even changing diapers?" Liam questioned.

"I just pinch my nose during those moments." Niall admitted.

"Just go check your son, Niall." Holly ordered, a grin on her face.

He had been laying in his bassenette in the living room so Holly and Niall could keep an eye on him.

"I think he might just be hungry." Niall said, looking down at him, "Where's the formula?"

"There's a bottle in the microwave. Warm it up for a few seconds then put some on my arm so I can test it." Holly instructed.

She stood up and walked with Niall who was now holding Regan.

The others sat there a little while longer and tried to help Louis and Harry with their song but they still all struggled.

"You all will get it." Zayn assured, "Lets have a night out and just forget for a while, huh?"

"That sounds good." Louis agreed.

In the time that Louis had moved in with Harry, it seemed that his life had actually changed. He was able to get in to song writing a lot more than before and he had come up with some of his best work yet. Harry had even designed a room into a studio for Louis to close himself in whenever he felt he needed to. Complete with a soundboard, the little studio for Louis to go in and sing his own songs and a desk where he could sit and just write.

Even after Louis told him it wasn't necessary and he didn't have to do that.

Of course Harry didn't listen because in Harry's words, "he was going to continue spoiling his baby."

When word got out that Harry and Louis were engaged it seemed everyone had an opinion. Most people knew they were getting married for love while others thought Louis was too young to get married and was only doing it for the money. Harry wasted no time in shutting those people down.

Apart from the opinions of irrelevant people, Louis and Harry were the happiest they had ever been. They had lived together for a year now, their wedding was right around the corner. Louis's song writing was at its highest level, Harry's clothes were doing better and better. Louis hated using Harry's money even more now but Harry always promised that he had nothing to worry about and then would put money into Louis's bank account.