Denouement/ Epilogue

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Harry blinks and an overwhelming feeling of confusion covers him.

Louis is standing right in front of him with a worried look on his face, hands stroking his arm, words coming out of his mouth, but the sounds don't reach Harry.

Harry is so shocked. He can't understand why he's accepting this, accepting Louis, with no doubt in his mind.

For once, he knows that this is what he wants and knows he can go through with it. For once he's completely open to the idea that he can be married and that it's possible for someone to love him. For once, Harry doesn't expect to keep chasing after Louis. And for once, he doesn't want to.

So after a good twenty seconds of staring into the abyss, Harry begins to tear up. He's overwhelmed with so many feelings, embarrassment being the dominant one. He grabs Louis and pulls him in, holding him tighter than ever. He just begins to cry and laugh, tears falling onto Louis' suit.

Louis is startled for a bit. He didn't expect this from Harry. He'd never expect this.But when he's wrapped in Harry's arm, everything makes sense like it usually does. Louis knows the inevitable will happen. He doesn't want to think about a wedding or a party right now. He could care less. He's content with knowing that in this moment, in this oddly lighted bathroom, that Harry and him are inseparable. He doesn't have to fight it anymore. There is nothing to fight.

This, this is it. Everything that's happened has happened. The burning aches and pains die along with the fire. All that's left is warmth.

They keep hugging and holding each other in silence and somehow they knew that going to Vegas wasn't going to happen. Harry put his keys back in his pocket and holds Louis. He loves him. They begin to pull apart and Harry opens his mouth but Louis interrupts him.

Louis kisses Harry hard. His hands grab Harry's hair pulling him even closer. Their lips mesh together and Harry's arm wraps around Louis' waist.

They run out of breath and pull apart. Harry still has tears in his eyes while Louis' eyes begin to water. They just laugh while holding each other, foreheads pressed together.

"Do you have any idea what's happening?" Louis asks.

" I never do." Harry smiles.

"We don't need to go to Vegas right now." Harry smiles, " Maybe in twenty minutes. Or in a few weeks"

"Of course. Sounds like a plan." Louis smiles and laughs.

"I'll still think about it." Louis says after a moment.

"You better."

And then it just so happens that life decides to throw another "watery" situation at them besides their tears.

They jump apart as they hear chaos going on outside. They walk behind one another to see Kimberley panicking and people crowding her.

"Her water broke during my favorite song. I didn't get a chance to do my signature move." Liam says smiling but concerned about Kimberley. His wife laughs.

Harry scoffs and looks over at Louis, who is trying to get information on what hospital she's going to. He walks up to Louis, pulling him out of the way Kimberley is being carried in. Louis gives him a small smile and a quick kiss on the cheek while Kimberley's scream interrupts.

"Y-You, ow, together? W-When?"

"I'll tell you about it later. Don't worry." Louis answers.

"I hate y-you. I'm going into l-labor. I d-don't need this." She manages to say and Louis laughs.

She's carried away into the car to go to the hospital while she apologizes profusely for interrupting the wedding.

All attention from the married couple is steered away towards Kimberley but the couple don't mind. A majority of the people talk about Kimberly while a few notice Louis and Harry. Smith gives Harry a look and Harry rolls his eyes at him, sticking his tongue out at him. Karen tries not to question why Harry is beaming at the moment so she pulls Liam aside asking him if they're together again . Liam shrugs and says they were going to end up together anyway. No big deal.

.....

Louis tries to think and to not think at the same time. He hopes to soon move on with the fact that he can't have children. But with the situation occurring, he's helpless and feels selfish feeling this way instead of thinking about Kimberly.

He dragged Harry along with him to the hospital and now they sit amongst the others in the waiting room. Harry's arm is around Louis, the other holding his hand. Louis' small enough to bend his knees, crouched in the chair. He's mad at himself for being sad. Harry, as usual, can't think of any words but Louis doesn't need them.

Harry runs his hands through Louis' hair, treasuring him and never feeling used to the fact that his entire world is in his hands. Louis lets out a small cough and Harry knows what's coming.

"Do you want to take a walk outside? We'll come back at anytime."

Louis nods.

They step outside and Harry expects Louis to start crying but instead he leans back against a wall, head back and eyes closed.

"Life is unfair." Louis says.

"I didn't know that." Harry replies and Louis hits his arm.

"Shut up."

After a moment Harry begins, "I'm sorry. I don't know what to say-"

"You don't need to. Let's go over there." Louis begins to walk without warning and Harry follows along.

Harry sees Louis about to pull open a door when he realizes where they're going.

"I don't think we should-" Harry says grabbing his arm.

"Yes. We are. I want to... Just not alone."

"No, Louis. "

"Please?"

"Fine, I still don't think this is a good idea." Harry gives in.

Louis opens the door and walks in.

They enter the children's part of the hospital. Colored couches, colored floor tiles and small rugs were everywhere. Small children paintings were hanged up and the room was filled with light. There is a small play center in the middle with comfy chairs and bookshelves.

Louis just stares and proceeds to go into the play center. Many adults and their children are too distracted with the games to even notice them come in. Harry is a bit confused, worried, and would love to leave this awkward situation.

Louis observes the place with no expression. Louis takes it in. He tells himself to get over the fact that he will never have this. Never be able to kneel on the floor with his child, placing blocks on top of one another.

He takes a deep breath and leaves. He rushes outside and then he begins to cry.

"Louis, i'm so sorry. I don't... There are other ways... We'll figure it out-"

"Don't say that." Louis hiccups. "You don't want children."

"Not now. But maybe in the future. Our future." Harry pulls back and holds Louis' face gently so he's looking into his eyes. Louis looks up at him and wipes his tears with his sleeve.

"Can you buy me some tea from the cafe?"

Harry laughs, "Of course not. Why would I do that?"

Louis gives him a small smile and Harry proceeds to take out his wallet.

...

"Sometimes you break your heart in the right way, if you know what I mean."

- Gregory David Roberts