Epilogue
Three years had passed. Harry and Louis agreed to go to University of Manchester. The first year was awkward for Harry as he had told me through texts and phone calls that he actually had liked Louis, he just didn’t know if he was actually fancying him or if he was just being desperate because he couldn’t get a girl. He asked me questions about my relationship with Zayn and how I knew my sexuality and I helped him through it patiently and lovingly.
In the end, Harry had actually really been crushing and falling for Louis all along. He decided to ask Louis on a date the second year of college. Louis had hesitated, but finally agreed. Harry told him that if things got to awkward they could cancel the date and forget anything had happened.
In the end of the date, it turned out Louis was as confused as Harry was, but Harry being the protective gentleman he is gave him a hug and told him they could try this out and that it will all work out.
And it all did work out; to this day they’re still dating they’re about to hit they’re two year dating mark on April 7th. They’re as happy as anyone could be and to be honest sometimes I envy them, but then when I feel Zayn wrap his arms around me from behind and kiss my neck, I remember I have him and there’s nothing to be jealous about. Harry and Lou do have a special relationship. They have that relationship in which they’re friends, but lovers at the same time, it’s something truly rare that should be honored.
Niall moved back to Ireland with his mom and he took a one year break after high school ended. He said that he wasn’t ready for another four years of studies and that he wanted to travel the world, but he realized that costs money so he started singing in little coffee shops and bars and in the street. He got money from that, not a lot, but he meet many interesting people.
He told us about lovely girls he had met and boys as well. Niall is still as straight as ruler, but sometimes the ruler grows branches and it looks like he took a special liking for a boy while singing in a coffee shop.
He told us that while he was sitting on a little stool at a small stage in Peet's Coffee & Tea, he saw a figure of a boy his age walk inside the shop. He was singing a calming tune while strumming his guitar to the beat of the song, his eyes never leaving the boy.
After both boys made eye contact and Niall had finished singing, the boy immediately ran up to Niall and complimented him on his singing. Niall told us his name was Josh Devine and he played the drums and that they should collaborate and do small gigs.
So, that’s how N&J began, they play gigs in shops and everywhere. Niall and Josh were starting to get quite popular and gain lots of money and while they were at it Niall told Josh about how he wanted to travel the world. Josh told him that, that was a lovely idea and Niall asked him if he wanted to travel the world with him and Josh agreed. So, there they were the two getting fame and money to travel the world and meet new people to escape the ones they know.(I think Niall and Josh would make a cute couple, if I may add and Zayn thinks the same.)
As for Zayn and I, we’re doing great. In the end, Zayn got accepted to the uni I was going to attend and we requested to be roomed together to avoid awkward circumstances if we were to room with someone who was homophobic.
Zayn’s family and my family are absolutely supportive of our relationship and it means a lot to us as it avoids hardships along the road.
We’ve gotten quite close these four years and we’re starting to talk about the near future as in marriage, h o n e y m o o n if you're picking up what I'm putting down nudge, nudge, wink, wink, and well, of course kids.
--TWO YEARS LATER--
Harry’s POV
I was in the back room of the chapel with Liam, I was the best man along with two of his college friends one named Andy the other Liam calls him Maz. Liam and Zayn fought over Louis and Niall, but in the end Louis and Niall ended up being Zayn’s best men.
“Are you nervous, bro?” I asked Liam.
It’s quite amusing how close Liam and I had gotten through this entire Zayn-And-Liam relationship, summer fling, thing.
“Of course, are you stupid or are you stupid?” Liam rolled his eyes sarcastically at me.
“The third one,” I said fixing Liam’s bow tie, I gave him a squeeze in the shoulder, “Everything will be okay, just look at Zayn’s eyes and all will be alright,”
Liam swallowed and nodded sternly, “O-Okay,”
“I’m going to go check on your soon-to-be-hubby,” I said leaving Liam’s poor nervous figure behind to check every little thing about him in the mirror.
I opened the old, wooden door and let Andy and Maz in, “He’s all yours, lads,”
They both smirked and went in all happy and giddy excited about their mate getting married.
I walked through the alleys in the back of the chapel attempting to find Zayn’s room. When I found it I was hoping Louis would be in there, but no success. I wanted to see how handsome Lou looked in a suit; I bet he looked super cute.
“Zayn, mate,” I did a little jog down the stairs of Zayn’s room.
“Hey, how’s Liam looking?” Zayn asked nervously.
“Hot,” I smirked and winked at Zayn.
“Back off, he’s your brother,” Zayn shoved me jokingly.
I shrugged, “Who knows maybe I’ll steal him from you,”
“You disgust me,” Zayn rolled his eyes at me and looked back at the mirror fixing his already perfect hair.
“Zayn, stop ruining your hair, it looks perfect how it is,” I said.
Zayn did as told and sighed, “I’m just nervous… What if he cancels the wedding half way or something goes wrong?”
“Are you insane? He’s so in love with you,”
Zayn smiled sheepishly.
“Where’s Louis?” I asked Zayn.
“It’s bad luck to see your fiancé before your wedding,” Zayn mocked.
“I wish…” I breathed out.
Since we had no dad, I walked Liam down the aisle. We were linking arms and Liam was holding on for dear life onto me. He was whispering all throughout the aisle how absolutely nervous he was and he was telling me all the little visions he had of what could go wrong. He also complained about how long the aisle was and he threatened to kill me if we tripped down the aisle. To top it all off, he kept saying how absolutely hot, sexy, and fuckable Zayn looked in a tuxedo.
After I successfully and safely lead Liam to the end of the aisle where he met with Zayn I took my stance behind him and observed Louis who was smiling lovingly at me.
I’ll admit I wasn’t paying attention, but instead I was using my time to observe how absolutely hot, sexy, and fuckable Louis looked in a tuxedo. It was fitted perfectly in all the right areas. His muscles were going to explode from the jacket, but it wasn’t too tight on him, it was just right. He had his tuxedo pants rolled to show his ankle, just like he liked it and he was wearing black Toms refusing to wear expensive tuxedo shoes.
I also watched as Niall observed someone in the audience and when I finally caught on to whom he was watching I realized it was Josh. The couple hadn’t set it off yet, but I could tell they would soon, maybe when they took a trip around the world they’ll realized how much they actually love each other because it’s obvious Niall is head over heels in love with Josh and it’s obvious how much Josh likes Niall just by the way he observes him.
I finally shook off my thoughts as I heard the priest say, “Zayn Malik, will you have this man to be your wedded husband, to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, and forsaking all others, keep you only unto him, for so long as you both shall live?”
“I do,” Zayn said a proud smile on his face.
“Liam Payne, will you have this man to be your wedded husband, to love him, comfort him, honor and keep him, and forsaking all others, keep you only unto him, for so long as you both shall live?” The priest looked at Liam.
Liam smiled widely and watched Zayn lovingly, “I do,”
“Now, hold hands and repeat after me,” The priest said looking at Zayn.
Zayn and Liam held hands and Zayn was repeating after the priest, “I, Zayn Malik, take you, Liam Payne, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer or poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward.”
“Liam, repeat after me,” The priest said.
Liam did as told, “I, Liam Payne take you, Zayn Malik, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold, for better for worse, for richer or poorer, to love and to cherish, from this day forward.”
“Now exchange rings and repeat after me, ‘Let these rings be given and received as a token of your affection, sincerity and fidelity to one another.’”
Liam and Zayn both did as told with massive smiles in their faces.
“You may now kiss,” The priest announced.
I will not describe this kiss too much, but goddamn did they kiss for a long time. They did the little, cute, romantic comedy kiss in which Zayn took Liam and tilted him to the side and kissed him passionately…. No, psh, I wasn’t jealous at all.
Liam and Zayn escaped the chapel both laughing and giggling and before they got in the limo Andy handed Liam a boquet of flowers.
“Okay, you are all going to think I’m the biggest gay of all gays, but I’ve always wanted to do this,” Liam laughed and so did everyone.
Liam closed his eyes and threw the bouquet backwards. I watched as it flew past me and everyone yelled. I turned around and looked for who caught it, in between the horde of people I heard a voice call.
“I GOT IT!!!”
I made my way through everyone and saw to who had caught it… Louis.
Louis looked at me with a small smile in his face, he pecked my lips and mumbled, “We’re next,”
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A/N: i pulled a stupid move and i somehow deleted the entire Word Document on MSBB and I'm so mad so i'm going to have to copy and paste all these 30 parts sigh okay moving on.
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