We were performing our final concert in our third tour. We had released three albums so far, and they had all reached Number 1 in multiple countries. I couldn't be happier. Today was a special day as well. It was the day I was planning on proposing to Louis, in front of thousands of people.
"Oh god." I rubbed my hands over my face. "I'm so nervous. What if I fuck this up? What if he says no? What if-"
"Harry!" Liam interrupted me, putting his hands on my shoulders. "Louis loves you. He's gonna say yes. I promise."
I sighed. "I know, I know. I just- This is such an important moment. I don't want to mess up."
Liam laughed. "Harry, I'm pretty sure if you fucked the entire thing up and embarrassed yourself in front of the whole world, Louis would still say yes. All jokes aside though, you'll be fine. I've never seen a love like yours."
"Hey!" Zayn protested walking into the room. "What about us?"
I grinned. "Sorry Z, but Larry is superior."
Zayn scoffed, wrapping his arms around Liam. "Whatever frog."
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The end of the show came quicker than I had expected. I was a huge bundle of nerves, and I think everyone could tell as I was making much less jokes as usual, and my voice was a little shaky.
"Haz, are you okay?" Louis asked me, slightly concerned.
I smiled at him. "Yeah, don't worry, I'm fine."
He raised his eyebrows, but didn't push it.
I rushed over to Niall. "Niall, I'm gonna throw up."
Niall cackled and I glared at him. "Sorry, sorry, I know it's not funny, but seriously H, you'll be fine. Look at Liam and Zayn."
That was true. Liam had proposed to Zayn three months ago, and obviously, Zayn said yes.
"Come on, mate." Niall patted my shoulder. "Just do it."
"Alright, alright, here goes."
I walked to the centre of the stage.
"You guys have been fantastic tonight!" I yelled and the crowd cheered. "Before we sing our last song, though, there is something that I would like to do."
I turned to face the boys. They grinned at me, but Louis looked confused.
"What's going on?" he hissed to the other boys but they just shrugged, pointing to me.
"Louis..." I walked towards him, taking his hand in mine.
"Two years ago you captured my heart by being exactly who you are. The sweetest, most compassionate, loving and sensitive person I have ever known. You have been my very best friend through the good and the bad. You have been the reason that I smile and you have given comfort beyond measure when I have cried. You have believed in me when no one else would, and you have shown me how to love with passion, purity and unconditional acceptance. I'm not sure a lifetime is long enough to return all you have given to me, but I promise the rest of my days I'll spend by your side. To laugh with you and cry with you, to believe in you and support you. I promise I will to everything to make sure that our love stands the test of time."
At this point, I sunk to one knee, grabbing a velvet box out of my pocket as Louis put a hand over his mouth, tears already falling.
"Louis, I love you with everything that I have. Will you marry me?"
Louis stood still for a minute, and I could hear my heart thumping.
"Yes, yes, a million times yes!" he shrieked and threw himself at me.
Laughing, I caught him, and spun him around happily. The cheers of the crowd was deafening, but I didn't pay attention to them. My focus was on the beautiful boy that I was holding in my arms.
"We're getting married, Boo." I whispered in his ear.
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And, sadly, that is the end of Larry Stylinson.
I hope you enjoyed their epilogue, but don't worry! We still have Ziam to go.
