Harry couldn't take it anymore. He was sick and tired of all this going on. Louis was his and only his. And Lux was theirs and only theirs. He just wanted to scream it from the rooftops. They belonged to him, no one else.
"NO! I'VE HAD ENOUGH!" Harry was fuming mad, screaming to management. He wanted to tell the fans, but noooooo because management are a bunch of fucking pricks.
"Oh and you," he pointed to Eleanor, "can back the fuck up off my Louis. He belongs to me, no you. You are just our beard!" Harry had it!
He wanted to cry. In fact, that's what he did. Harry was so shaky that he just slid to the floor, crying his eyes out. All he wanted was his family to be known about.
"Babe, please stop crying," Louis had walked over to where Harry sat on the floor sobbing. "Come on, Hazza. Please look up at me," Louis tried again. Harry couldn't say no to his boyfriend so he looked up and wiped the tears from his eyes.
"Hey, we will tell everyone. In fact, we can do it today," Louis told his boyfriend. "And you can't tell us no," he pointed to everyone else in the room. "I love you, Harry. And I love our family. I want us to be known about too," Louis leaned in and gave Harry a small kiss.
"Thank you Louis. And I love you too," Harry kissed him back. "You are mine and she is ours."
