bit of a time skip.

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"i can't believe it," jay says. "my boy is graduating university!"

louis chuckled as his mother styled his hair. nervous was an understatement. he was about to walk across the stage with a diploma. a degree. three years of college was finally over with. he worked his tail off to get where he was today and he couldn't thank his parents, friends and fiancé more.

"i know," louis beamed.

"are your things packed yet?" his mother questioned, tossing a little bit of gel into his hair.

"yeah. they're at harry's for the time being. 'm thinking about getting a small flat until i can get a house," louis said softly.

"you're getting married and you aren't moving in with him? you practically live with the lad," niall commented as he picked out a tie for louis to wear. the man was wearing a black button up with some black slacks and niall thought he should wear something with it, to 'add pizazz,' as niall would say.

harry walked into the room and kissed louis' cheek. "i'm so proud of you, prince."

louis smiled at the comment and stood when jay finished up with his hair. he wrapped his arms around harry's chest and hummed as he kissed him. "thank you, lion."

"i haven't heard that name in a while," harry fawned. "are you almost ready?"

"almost!" niall bounded over and unglued the two men, tying a red tie around his neck. jay took pictures, and more pictures, and more pictures. some were of liam and louis, some of the engaged couple, some of all of the men, and definitely alot of just her son preparing for success.

"i don't think we have officially met yet," a bradford lad said as he unwrapped his arm from around niall's shoulder. "i'm zayn malik, harry's brother."

"johannah, louis' mother," jay said as they shook hands. "louis, why do you have all of the attractive friends?"

"'cause he's hot too," harry said and sneakily grabbed his boy's ass when jay wasn't looking, causing louis to swat his arm with flushed cheeks.

liam clapped his hands when he checked the time. "okay, lovebirds. we got to head out, the graduates have to get there early to get in line!"

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the auditorium was massive. rows of seats stretched from one side to the other on the top and bottom floors. there were approximately a thousand chairs and there were seats designated for the graduates and the people who had tickets to enter the ceremony.

harry, niall, zayn, jay and james filled up five seats in the fourth row. zayn offered to get some good seats so that he could "throw bouquets of blunts" at louis when he walked by. harry sat on the end of the row, niall and zayn next to him, then liam and louis' parents on the end of their line.

"i'm so excited," louis jumped up and down as he talked to himself. he was near the end of the line, next to a girl with the same last name as him. they all had black gowns and caps on with red and yellow tassels handing from the cap representing the school colors.

the ceremony began with everyone sitting in their designated seats on the stage. there were roughly 100 graduates and louis felt like he was going to die by the time the dean made it to the students whose last names began with a 'r'.

louis' row stood next.

"louis william tomlinson," the dean flashed a smile towards the boy.

harry and the group cheered as loud as they could. "that's my fiancé!" harry yelled and whistled, making louis blush but he blew a kiss towards the man. one of louis' classmates cooed at the flustered boy and louis shook hands with many people leading the school. they all congratulated him and louis made his way back to his seat.

just like they did in high school, they threw their caps and took a class photo. afterwards, louis weaved between the crowd of people and harry picked him up, spinning him around like a dork. "you did it!"

niall, zayn and liam congratulated the lad and zayn gave him his promised bouquet of blunts. it was a bundle of roses with cigarello wrappers mixed in with the flowers and louis had to hide the packets because it was considered 'paraphenalia'. zayn just stuck them in the inside of his jacket and acted like nothing happened.

"i have a reservation set for eight at malone's," niall said, checking the time. "we booked the party room."

louis hummed in delight. "let's go after we take more pictures. my nerves are making me hungry."

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the dinner was amazing. louis got a mouth watering steak with scalloped potatoes and he thought he was going to blow up if he ate anymore. they all had a big celebration with gifts for the grad. harry's was last, because he had to take louis to the place to get it. louis' parents gave him some tickets to a local footie game, niall and zayn pitched in on more gift cards to the mall and liam gave him a bundle of twenty øne piløts cd's because the lad had a newfound infatuation with the group.

after they all parted their ways with more hugs and congrats, louis and harry got in harry's corvette. louis grazed the back of his teeth with his tongue ring in anticipation because harry told him his gift was a surprise.

when they arrived at their destination, louis got excited because his fiancé pulled into the parking lot of the tattoo shop where he got his piercings.

"get any tattoo you want," harry said. "i know you've been wanting one, 'm thinking about getting one myself."

louis bounced in his seat and leaned over to kiss harry's jaw. "thank you!" he unbuckled his seatbelt and got out. he untied his tie and harry stuffed it in his pocket for later. he laid a hand on louis' lower back as they entered the shop. they were greeted by chelsea (who louis surprisingly remembered) and louis skimmed through the images of tattoo stencils littering the walls.

"oh, this one's nice," louis said softly. "i love it."

"do you want it?" harry kissed the nape of his neck. "i think it would look great right above your ass."

"a tramp stamp?" louis squeaked.

"yes," harry smirked against his skin. "you'd rock it so well, babe."

louis bit his lip. he glanced down at his partially tattooed arms and shrugged. "maybe it's worth a shot. something to add and cross off on my bucket list."

harry chuckled and signed in for their booked appointment. the gang member looked through the stencils as well and opted to get a tiny crown on his hand just for his prince.

louis had to remain shirtless for the tattoo, which harry was slightly jealous about but then again it was his idea for the area. louis occasionally winced at the jabs to his back but he loved the feeling of fresh ink. it took maybe an hour and a half, and when it was done harry took a picture of it and sent it to zayn to show the man what louis got as his present.

laying on louis' tailbone was a crown. on the bottom band were blue gems. on the bends of the crown were a pattern of red and blue dots -- one in the middle, then two on each side of it. other than those colors it was black with some white in the areas to make it look like it had a shine to it.

harry got his small crown in the crook of his thumb and index finger on the opposite hand of where his cross was. louis fawned over the fact that he got a tattoo for him and harry paid the amount, a tip and bought louis some more jewelry for his piercings.

and if harry later that night tied louis' hands behind his back while he wrecked him from behind, nobody had to know. except for zayn and niall, because they heard everything.

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there will be a lil bit of drama soon? not crazy like previously, but im just trying to make this story go where i want it to.

should mpreg be in this? i know i said in the beginning it wouldn't be/possibly, but what if there was a slight altercation?

louis' tattoo is in the media!