this takes place about 6 years later. also idk if I mentioned this but Harry and Louis are the same age. they are 24 now.

warning: contains activities of the secks, the talk of dirty, and errors of the spelling

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Work. Stress. Work. Stress.

The cycle never ends.

It keeps going and going until you've finished working and stressing. But, then you start stressing again because of what you were working so hard for. You're nervous of what could go wrong. You're nervous of what's happening around you.

Louis and Harry and almost everyone involved were stressed; nervous too. But no one was as nervous as Louis.

Every one could tell how worked up he was getting by everything going on. All the commotion. They tried soothing him, telling Louis everything will be alright. Louis just nods and pretends he's listening. He's not going to stop worrying until the event is over and done with.

Until he's in the bed with the love of his life curled up in his arms.

"Lou, mate, you have nothing to worry about. All of our moms have got the rest of it under control." Zayn reassures the - still - tiny man.

Louis sighs deeply, "I know, I know. I can't do anything but worry and be nervous. I feel like it's my job, Zaynie-boy."

Zayn sighed while shrugging. Louis rolled his eyes an sat on the couch in the room they were in.

Soon, a knock on the door was heard and Zayn mumbled 'come in.' The door opened to reveal Jay, who smiling wider than ever.

"Hi, boys. Zayn, could I talk to my son for a few?" she asked sweetly. Zayn smiled and nodded, then exited the room.

Jay took his spot next to her son and Louis immediately laid his head on her shoulder. She rubbed her hand up and down on his arm, trying to soothe him.

"Mom, I'm nervous."

"I know, sweetie. But, you're the one who is waiting at the altar. Harry is walking down the aisle. The only job you have right now is just standing there and say your vows. I'll tell you a secret, I just went to Harry's room and he is freaking out. Niall and Liam are trying to keep him calm, but they're struggling. I need you to be completely calm when standing up there. We don't want Harry fleeing his own wedding now do we? No, we don't. And neither do you. Lou, there isn't anything to worry about in this moment."

Jay kissed Louis' cheek and smiled before getting up to leave. As she was opening the door, she turned around and blurted out, "Oh! The wedding starts in twenty minutes. I think you should put on some pants. Okay, bye sweetie, love you!" And Jay was out the door.

Louis looked around frantically for his suit pants and luckily found them under the small snack table he has. He had no time to worry about how or why they ended up under there. He'll ask Zayn later.

As he was struggling to put on his shoes there was voice that shouted through the door, "Ten minutes, Lou! You're were supposed to be out here a long time ago!"

Louis recognized the voice as Niall's and he rolled his eyes. "Shut up, Ni! I'm coming!" Louis laced his second shoe up and grabbed his suit jacket. He threw open the door and caused Niall to stumble back.

He rushed passed him and started jogging to the altar. Honestly, Louis couldn't wait until this was over so he could have his new husband all to himself. Sure, Louis doesn't mind sharing Harry with family and friends, but he would rather have the tall clumsy boy to himself.

When Louis reaches the main part of the chapel, he sees a lot family members, including Harry's, and friends. He even saw Luke and Michael, the cute couple from high school, sitting in the back. Louis wasn't sure, but there were two little boys with them and guessed they were Luke and Michael's kids. But, he's pretty sure Harry invited them, since he tried inviting everyone.

"Oh, Louis! Glad you could make it." Louis heard his stepdad say. He stood in his designated spot and smiled and waved to everyone sitting.

"Dad, now's not the time for jokes. You're only son is getting married in five minutes and he's nervous as hell."

Aaron, Louis' stepdad, had married his mom about three months ago. Jay said they had been dating since Louis was seventeen. That was seven years ago. And, about two years ago is when Louis started calling him dad.

"Hey, don't use that word in church. If you were going to swear you could have gotten married some place that wasn't a church."

"Daaad." Louis dragged out and stomped his foot like a child.

His stepdad chuckled and shrugged his shoulders, "What? I'm just trying to make you less nervous. Getting married is easy, all you have to do is just stand there, say a sentence or two, kiss him, and boom! You're out of here."

"It's easier said than done, pops." Louis sighed. Then the music started playing and Louis panicked on the inside. His dad gave him a thumbs up and went to his seat in the front.

Stay calm, Lou. You got this.

However, as soon as the doors opened at the end of the walkway, Louis could have burst into tears. But, he kept it in to save them for later.

Harry walked down the aisle with his mom wrapped around his arm. He was smiling so brightly, Louis was surprised his face hadn't torn in half yet. When Harry reached the altar, he kissed his mom's cheek and she did the same in return. Louis grabbed his soon-to-be husband's hands and squeezed them lightly.

The priest cleared his throat, " Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this company, to join together these men in holy Matrimony. If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace."

No one objected. So the priest continued, "Louis, you can now present your vows." He took a step back.

Louis let out a deep breath and looked into his lover's eyes, "I love you, Harold. I know you hate when I call you that, buy I love it. I love everything about you, in fact. I remember when I first started doing drugs, and I was always scared that someone would find out. I always regret the day I let those "cool" teenagers take me to some party, a fourteen year old. It went on for a whole year, but I stopped as soon as I met you. I didn't know how or why, me, an addict, could just stop so abruptly by meeting one person. Harry, you changed my life so much. Actually, I'm still trying to figure out how you caused me stop doing drugs back in freshman year. It will always be a mystery to me, unless you tell me you had magical powers back then. Anyway, when I started to realize I had feelings for you, I started smoking again because I didn't want to believe my feelings. You were, and still are, my best friend. I didn't want to fall in love with you, since you deserved so much better than a piece of crap like me. Honestly, if I didn't know you had a crush on me, I thought you would date Niall. But, I'm glad that didn't happen. I'm glad a lot of things happened the way they happened. Otherwise, I wouldn't be standing here with you today."

By the time Louis finished, Harry was full on crying. He was trying not to make any noise but a few chocked sobs escaped. Louis also had tears running down his face, but he was smiling.

"That was very touching, Louis. Now, Harry, your vows." The priest said.

Harry took one of his hands out of Louis' to wipe his face. He placed it back into his lover's palm and chuckled nervously.

"Uh, mine isn't gonna beat that." Harry admitted and everyone in the church laughed, "But, I'll try anyway. Louis William, I love you dearly. I love you more than air itself. I wish I had a cool backstory to share, but sadly I don't. All I can really say is, that I'm glad we became friends. We became best friends within the span of a week. When I first saw you in the hall, I thought I was too lame to talk to you. Freshman year was when my social anxiety reached its height because it was the first day of high school, ya know? And just high school in general. But, I don't and will never regret talking to you. Week, you spoke to me first, but I surprised myself by actually answering you. You've stuck by me and I can't thank you enough, Lou."

Louis smiled and wiped the tears that were still falling from his almost husband's eyes. In this moment, Louis didn't care about anything. The only thing he cared about was the person standing in front of him.

The priest opened his bible again, "Louis, wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?"

"I do."

"Harry, wilt thou have this man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all others, keep thee only unto him, so long as ye both shall live?"

"I do."

"You many now kiss the groom."

The priest didn't have to tell Louis twice before he pulled Harry to him and kissed him deeply. Everyone in the church clapped and a few cousin on both sides of the family wolf howled and whistled. Louis pulled back smiling so brightly, he could have lighted up the church. The same goes for Harry.

"Dad! Daddy!" A small and giggly voice shrieked. Tiny arms were wrapped, or attempted, around their legs. The married men looked down to see their six year old daughter, Akayla.

Louis picked up his daughter, her bright green eyes shining brightly at her father's face.

"Hey baby. Are you happy now that daddy and I got married?"

Akayla nodded her head. "Yep! Now you can have more babies. I want a brother. Can you give me a brother, daddy?" She looked at Harry with a pleading look, "Please? I promise to take care of him."

Harry chuckled. "Maybe, baby girl. That's if dad wants to." Harry looked at Louis with that look and Louis' eyes widened. "Do you, daddy?"

"Daddy! You can't call dad, daddy. That's your name, silly." Akayla patted Harry's face, something's she's done since she was three. Louis and Harry never found out why, but her pediatrician just said it was phase.

"You're right, Kay. I'm sorry." Harry kisses his daughter's cheek, making a wet noise.

Akayla laughed loudly, "Gross, daddy!" She wiped her cheek and patted Louis' face with the same hand, "Now, you have daddy's kiss. Be happy, dad."

Louis laughed slightly and smiled, "I am happy, baby."

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Everyone was dancing and laughing and having fun. Wine glasses were in almost everyone's hands. Akayla was playing with her cousins and Luke and Michael's boys, Aaron and Allen.

It was a wonderful sight to see to the newly wed. Louis was happy and so was Harry. Louis never thought he would ever see this day come, but not that it has, it all feels so surreal.

"Is this really happening?" Louis asked, an arm wrapped around Harry's shoulders.

"I can only hope so. Do you think we're living the same dream?"

"No and yes."

"How so?"

Louis thought for a moment while looking around. "No, because I pictured a whole different scenery as a child. I imagined having a wedding outside in a sacred garden or some shit. Yes, because we both have the child of our dreams. Well, more of your dreams really. I wanted a boy first, buy my princess will do."

"I don't know whether to laugh or cry at that. I'm not sure what you said, but I'm pretty sure it was insulting to Kay since it was insulting to me." Harry chuckled.

"She can't be insulted if she didn't hear me."

"Well, I heard you, so therefore she also heard you. Kay just didn't want to say anything because she's busy." Harry flashed him a sarcastic smile and sipped his wine.

The boys heard a clinking noise and looked around to see a very drunk Niall standing with a glass and fork in his hand, clinking them together.

"Niall, if you break that glass.." His mother scolded next to him.

"Ma, I'm not going to-" the glass shattered and fell to the table. Thankfully, none of the shards cut Niall. Niall's mom stood up and smacked him on the back of the head. Everyone laughed while Niall just pouted.

"I was going to make a speech, but I don't want to now. I broke the glass, got smacked on the head and just ruined everything." Niall sat down as people laughed.

Louis rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Get on with it, Ni!"

Niall drunkenly laughed, stood up and cleared his throat, "I would like to congratulate my bestest friend on getting married! We've known each other since high school and I don't regret meeting him. Harry, you are an amazing person and great friend. I'm glad Louis decided to grow some balls ask you out! Here's to many years of the newly wed!" Niall gulped down the rest of his drink then sat down.

"I hate him so much." Harry says, leaning his head on his husband's shoulder.

"No you don't. You never have and never will; that's how best friends work. Right, Har?" Louis kissed the top of Harry's mess of curls on his head.

"Eh, I guess." Harry looked up at Louis and bit his lip, trying not to smile.

Louis rolled his eyes, "I hate you."

"Love you too."

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It was the end of their wedding night and the couple were on their way to the honeymoon.

Akayla was staying at Louis's mom's house while they were away for a couple of days. Harry didn't want to leave his baby girl, but he knew he couldn't bring his daughter on their honeymoon. That would be hard.

Louis pulled up to the condo he rented out and got out the car. The condo was about four hours away from their house. The enlarged house was secluded from all civilization, so there were no disturbances.

Louis helped Harry carry their bags to the front door, where Louis unlocked it and walked into the dark house. he felt around for the light switch on the wall near the door. He finally found it and it illuminated all of the first floor.

"Welcome home for the next three weeks." Louis says.

"I've never been away so long from Kay. It feels foreign." Harry admits.

Louis sighed and placed his hands on Harry's hips. His thumbs rubbed soothing circles onto his hips, "Babe, it's okay. She's in good hands. Let's not think about her at the moment and just enjoy this fun honeymoon I have planned. Okay, love?"

Harry nodded and leaned down to kiss Louis. He brought his hands to the back of Louis's neck and left them there.

Louis slipped his tongue into his husband's mouth and felt around, licking every nook and cranny.

Harry moaned at the feeling and tried making the kiss deeper. Harry entangled his hands in Louis's hair and tugged at the brown locks. Louis groaned and gripped Harry's hips tighter.

Louis then started trailing kisses down Harry's neck. He stopped at the base of his neck and bit harshly. Louis sucked, making it sound sloppily hot.

"L-Louis. Please." Harry moaned out.

Louis pulled back and smirked at the deep purple bruise made. His right hand slowly trails down to Harry's hard on. He gripped his hard on roughly, making Harry whine and practically melt under his touch.

"Tell me what you want." Louis demands, rubbing Harry's cøck up and down.

"T-touch me. Fùck me, please. Anything." Harry begged.

"I love it when you beg. It makes you sound like a whøre." Harry groaned at his words, "You love being called a whøre, don't you?"

Harry only nodded, looking Louis in the eye.

"Use your words."

"Y-yes."

Louis decided to tease him a little more, "Yes what?"

Harry bucked his hips into Louis's hand, weakly saying, "I love being c-called a whøre."

Louis smirked, "Atta boy." He stopped teasing the by and grabbed his wrist, pulling him towards the stairs.

Louis had a tour of the condo before so he knew where to go.

Louis took Harry upstairs and down the long hallway that ended at double doors. Both boy's sporting hard ons, they entered the room and Harry was in awe.

There was a king sized bed in the middle of the room that was black and red. The large window was covered with black drapes and the carpet was a deep red. The dressers were black wood and the couch was black with red throw pillows.

"This is amazing, Lou. I don't deserve all of this." Harry stated while walking around.

"You deserve the world, baby."  Louis rushed up to Harry and picked him up, throwing him over his shoulder.

Harry squeaked in surprise, "Louis! Put me down, I'm too big for you to carry!"

"No you're not! I'm not that short anymore!"

"You're six feet."

"Excuse you, but I am six foot one and a half."

"Yet, here I am, a six foot three giant on the shoulder of a small fry. Possibly going to die, too."

Louis rolled his eyes, "You're so rude." He threw Harry down on the bed and climbed on top of him, straddling him, "I like you better down here anyway."

"Oh, do you now? How about this?" Harry flipped them so that he was on top.

"If you were riding my díck, then I love this position."

"It's tiring when I ride you. My thighs burn for days."

"That's the beauty of it."

Louis flipped them back around and began unbuttoning Harry's pants. Once he got them off, he noticed his hard on was going down and Louis won't allow that. So, Louis took off his pants and threw them somewhere with Harry's.

He grinded his hips down on Harry's, causing the long haired lad to moan loudly. Louis did it again and again until Harry was begging him fück him. He also discarded both of their boxers.

Louis quickly got off of Harry and went into the bathroom. He came back out with a condom and a bottle of lube.

Harry sat up confused, "What's the condom for?"

Louis furrowed his eyebrows, "For protection? That's what they're made for." He continued on opening the lube bottle.

"Wait. I want a baby."

Louis's eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"A-A baby? As in, you want to be pregnant..again?" Louis asked carfeully.

Harry nodded his head quickly. "Yes, I do. I was thinking about what Akayla said and I agree with her. She's six, I think it's time for another." Harry smiled up at Louis.

Louis smiled and kissed Harry's forehead, silently agreeing with him.

So, Louis tossed the condom packet to the other side of the bed and picked up the lube. He slicked up three fingers and positioned the middle finger at Harry's puckered hole.

"Ready, baby?"

"Yeah."

Louis pushed his finger in inch by inch. Once it was all the way inside, he pulled it back out and pushed it back in.

Harry moaned and fisted the bed sheets. Louis's finger went in as out at a fast pace, and then added a second finger.

Louis continued to stretch Harry out until he was ready. Louis slicked himself up and placed his tip at Harry's stretched out hole.

"Ready, baby?" Louis asks once again.

Harry nods. "Yes."

And that was enough for Louis to slam into Harry, causing both of them to moan loudly. Louis kept slamming in and out of him and lifted Harry's leg to reach his prostate.

Louis knew he hit it when Harry cried out. "Ah! F-fück! Lou, faster!"

"You're so damn desperate. Just like a whøre." Louis growled.

In all honesty, Harry and Louis haven't dirty talked in almost a year. It was refreshing for the both if them, as weird as it sounds.

"Yes, yes! I'm your little whöre."

With that being said, Louis repositioned into a more comfortable spot and pounded into Harry like there was no tomorrow. The headboard was hitting the wall with each thrust and Harry was moaning uncontrollably.

"I'm c-coming!" Harry panted out, releasing his load all over himself and Louis.

"I'm close baby." Louis grunted.

After a few more thrusts, Louis released inside of Harry and pulled out after coming down from his high.

He laid on top of Harry, both of them panting. Louis got up and found a shirt on the ground. He wiped himself and then Harry off, throwing it bac on to the floor.

Harry pulled the sheets back and crawled in with Louis right behind him. Harry yawned and cuddled into Louis's embrace.

"We're gonna have another baby." Louis whispers against the taller boy's neck.

"I know. Wait until Kay hears about this; she will be so excited. I'm excited already." Harry instinctively moved his hand down to his stomach and rubbing it.

"I'm excited too."

Louis rests his hand on top of Harry's and whispered an I love you.

Fin.

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I hope u all enjoyed this story bc I did. and if u didn't, well, u can exit stage left :)))

I love u all have a wonderful day flower children🌸

~tangy