Clarity

By the time we had gotten back to the hotel my head was spinning, and stomach swirling with excitement on what this surprise might just be.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt my insides twist. Was it good? Was it bad? Would I like it? Would I hate it? Was it a song? Was it something sexual? There just didn't seem to be a justified answer that made sense in my head.
The whole ride there I had been begging Harry for hints, but he would spare none. I think actually that he was a bit annoyed with my pretruding questions, and was relieved when we pulled into the hotel parking lot.
"Okay, so here's twenty dollars to keep yourself occupied." He mumbled, fishing a twenty out of his pocket as we walked inside, the bags evenly distributed between us. "What if I need more?" I asked, biting my lip with a cheeky smile as he gave me a warning look.
"If you need more and step foot in that room before I tell you so then I swear I'll shoved my whole hand up your arse." He said, not missing a beat as the crisp bill was shoved into my hand. "That's physically impossible." I state, warm air oozing over our cool pink skin as we stepped inside.
"Do you really want me to challenge that statement?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. Seriously? "Nope." I say quickly, and hand him the bag that had the whip in it. "Good." He then pressed the elevator button.
"Now go do what Louis' do in October, and come up when I text you." He says, kissing my head prior to stepping on the elevator and being concealed by the doors as the box shot up the shaft.
Sighing, I pocketed the money and wondered over to the arcade where I sat down on one of the chairs inbetween the game area, and eating area.
I really didn't know how I was going to be able to with stand the tempation to sneak upstairs, but his threat kept me in place.
I was seriously wondering what this surprise might be? I mean there were a one in a thousand things he could be setting up. From the sound of it, it seemed as if he needed to set it up, meaning it might've been an actual present that I could touch and hold.
Swallowing thickly I sat back, and pulled out my phone for a distraction. I wanted to ponder on what it might be, but felt as if I would stress myself out and become more impatient if I did so I decided to call my family and check in.
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"No Fizzy I'm telling you Cheschire is seriously named after the cat from Alice In Wonderland!" I argued, biting my lip hard to contain laughter as me and my sister bantered back and forth over the phone.
When I had called my mum picked up, and I told her I was in Cheschire with my friend Harry for a school project. Of course like all mother's she didn't buy it but we didn't argue on the subject because my sisters really wanted to talk to me.
I absolutely loved the little tikes, all four were my number one girls.
"Your full of it Louis, I can tell your fighting a laugh." Fizzy whined on the other end, muffled voices echoing around her from the other girls. "Fine. Believe what you must." I sighed dramatically, then my phone tweeted to signal I had gotten a text message.
"One sec." I said, putting the phone on speaker so I could check and see who had texted me. Harry. Feeling a flurry of nerves ripple through me I swallowed a lump of salvia and pulled up the message.
'Hey handsome, I'm ready for you to come up! Just knock on the door two times before coming in. ~Your Sexy Mr. Styles xXXx'
'Okay. :)'
Then with that being sent I turned my attention back to my sister.
"Hey Fiz? I need to go now baby girl." I sigh, a bit disappointed to end our chat, but my curiousity would hold me back no longer. "Awww! Can't you stay on just a little longer!" She begged, the disappointment evident in her tone.
"I'm sorry love, I'll call you later, okay?" I said, already adjusting my shirt and walking over to the elevator. "Promise?" She sighed, making me feel a bit guilty as I raped the elevator button. "Promise Fizo." I assured, the elevator doors sliding open so I could step in.
"Are you sure?" She asked. Fizzy was always that one sister who had the habit of dragging things out, such as phone calls. "I'm sure Felicite Tomlinson." I sigh, chuckling a bit as she gave me an exasperated breath.
"Fiiine. Bye I love you." She drawled, and I smiled. "I love you to sweetheart, and tell mummy and the girls I love them." I said, then quickly tapped the red button to end the call so she wouldn't drag out the conversation any longer. I did feel bad though.
Before Harry Styles I use to visit them at least twice a week, the drive being a fourty minute one, but lately I haven't had time to. I knew the girls missed me, and I knew my mum missed me.
\Pushing away my depressing thoughts I stepped off the elevator and walked down the hall, mentally preparing myself for possible combat. If Harry pulled some wacky doo move on me I'd hit him! Not hard enough to hurt though.
Quite honestly I could never imagine laying a hand on Harry purposely, not for all the jewels in the world would I lay one on him. Unless he told another stupid joke then the monkey man was going to be howling because my hand would make "gentle" contact with his balls.
"Harry! Harry! Harry!" I hollered, knocking on the door more then twice, just to annoy him a bit, and I could hear something fall over as he ran across the room to open the door. "Shush you arse, people are sleeping!" He laughed covering my mouth prior to opening the door.
"It's an hour after dinner, no one is sleeping." I protested, peeling off his hand as I tried to slip inside, terribly eager but he stopped me. "Oh no, blindfold." He says, pulling out a bandana and tying it around my head before I could protest.
"What good is a surprise if I can't see it?" I asked, swatting his hands away as he huffed. "Gosh your a difficult little man." He said, gently adjusting the blind fold before slipping an arm around my waist.
"Now move with me, I'll guide you." He said, tugging me forward, and I took a causious step. "This isn't some kinky thing your about to pull?" I asked, begining to wonder if it was that. He only pinched my bum in response, giving me no worded answer.
For a few moments we were silent, him guided me across the room, being careful not to drop me. Only then did I notice the room smelled different, it smelled like cinnemon and apples. The air felt a little bit nicer to, fresher.
All a sensation to the nose that was making that feeling bubble in my stomach again, like something was on the verdge of exploading.
"Harry, we are in our room right?" I asked, now believing the old saying the when one sense was dulled the rest became strong. "Yes my love." Harry mumbled, pressing his soft lips to my cheek before stopping.
"Now I'm going to help you sit down." He said, pushing my body down, and naturally I reached behind me and felt the smooth wooden surface of a chair. Once my bum was secure on the plush seat coushin of the chair Harry clapped his hands.
"Ready?" He asked, and I nodded eagerly. Harry's skilled fingers then made their way behind my head, brushing some hair aside, and he undid the blind fold.
When he pulled off the blind fold, all I saw at first was darkness, then once my eyes adjusted the only reaction I could muster was a wide smile.
All of the lights were out, giving the room a reddish glow from all the lit candles scattered around, and blood rose petal's littered the floor. "What's all-" I started but became silent when I saw I was in the connecting room, and Harry was leaning against the piano all decked out.
He was wearing shiny black dress shoes with clean cut dress pants, and a white button up shirt with a daring black blazer. Just upon looking him over from the tip of his curly hair to his shiny shoes I felt the feeling grow stronger, and begin to crack.
"I just thought the hotel room could use a romantic glow no?" Harry chuckled, smirking a bit as he pulled out the piano bench then sat down, slipping open the piano. "Harry what is all-" I tried again but he shushed me as he cleared his throat.
What was all this? A romantic evening? I had to admit though, I found all of it so far adorable and amusing.
Harry's fingers then begin to move over the keys, playing a soft melody and he started to sing.
A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head
When I think of all the years I wanna be with you
Wake up every morning with you in my bed
That's precisely what I plan to do
And you know one of these days when I get my money right
Buy you everything and show you all the finer things in life
We'll forever be in love, so there ain't no need to rush
But one day I won't be able to ask you loud enough
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
Singing
Ooh whoa ooh oh
Ooh whoa ooh oh
Ooh whoa ooh oh
Oh, yeah
How many boys in the world can make me feel like this?
Baby I don't ever plan to find out
The more I look, the more I find the reasons why
You're the love of my life
You know one of these days when I get my money right
Buy you everything and show you all the finer things in life
We'll forever be in love, so there ain't no need to rush
But one day I won't be able to ask you loud enough
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
And if I lost everything
In my heart it means nothing
'Cause I have you,
Boy, I have you
To get right down on bended knee
Nothing else would ever be better, better
That day when...
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
(I'll get down on one knee)
I swear that I will mean it
I'll say, "Will you marry me?"
Got me singing
Ooh whoa ooh oh
Got me singing
Ooh whoa ooh oh
Would you marry me, baby?
Ooh whoa ooh oh
Ooh whoa ooh oh
Ooh whoa ooh oh
A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head
When I think of all the years I wanna be with you
Wake up every morning with you in my bed
That's precisely what I plan to do, yeah.
Once he had finished I was stunned to silence, I could barely breath. He had meant it, he had meant it when he said he wanted to marry me! But was this a proposal? Harry bit his lip and gave me a nervous glance as he closed the piano, and stood up.
"Harry I-" I started, unsure of what to say, then he walked over to me and knelt down in front of me on both knee's, wedging himself inbetween mine, and he pulled out a red leather box.
Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh.
I literally couldn't breath, my whole body was trembling and I felt my skin turn a beat red as he bit his lip to contain the depth of his smile.
"Damn your beautiful." He breathed, then opened the box before slipping out a dark silver band, the sight of it making my breathing alter as the feeling welled up so strong I nearly doubled over. How was I suppose to react to this?
I was still getting over the shock of the song, the room, and now this ring?
"W-What's that?" I choked out, digging my nails into the coushin of the seat as I closed my knee's around him.
"This is a promise ring, and my promise to you is I will always love you. No matter what you do, or say. I'm positive your the love of my life and I don't want to loose you. Will you take my promise?" He asked, his voice soft, so much affection in his tone as he held up the ring.
The feeling then exploaded, nearly tearing my stomach open as it burned through my body, making my heart beat at such an intense pace and butterflies beat oh so hard I almost cried. I knew what it was, it was for Harry.
It was unconditional, passionate, breath-taking love that made the smile perminant on my face; that made it hard to breath as my blue irisis' met with his lost green one's.
In that moment I knew, I knew through the untamable shock pulsing in my body that this wasn't puppy love, this was love that not even Romeo and Juliet themselves could obtain.
Was this how Juliet felt when Romeo swept her across the ball room floor in a dance that ended in him removing her mask to place a vibrant kiss on her lips? Did she feel like a flower when it was claimed by a bee, a creature potentionally dangerous but would never harm it's flower, instead it would obtain the essentials it needed to strive in it's hive.
Between me and Harry his essential was love, he needed as much love as I could possibly give him, I wanted to give it to him, I wanted to make him feel like he was meant to be, not a mistake.
"Louis?" He asked quietly, a look of fear crossing his face as I snap from my world of clarity and I nodded slowly. "Yes. I take your promise, I take it Harry." I say quickly, not hesitating in the slightest or missing a beat as he rose to his feet, me mimicking his action just a moment later.
"Oh thank God. I thought I would go through all this for nothing." He said, using the tip of his index finger to dab at his eye as he handed me the ring so I could slide it onto my finger.
"Never will I take this off." I whisper, and a sweet child-like smile crossed his face as he held up his finger that had an identical ring on it. "I got the other one, their matching.'' He said, and I looked up at him in pure admiration.
I knew now our love was equaly as strong, and anyone who protested against it could shove it up theirs.
"I love you so much." I breath, grabbing his shirt collar and pulling those soft lips down to mine as I pushed him back up against the piano.
Harry gave a small start in surprise, but didn't hesitate in the slightest to wrap his arms tightly around my waist as he kissed me back, my fingers tangling themselves in his thick hair.
I wanted to touch him, I wanted to make him feel loved tonight, I needed to heal that injured puppy side, I had to make it strong, into a wolf. I was going to fearlessly top tonight. "I want to top you. Now." I mumbled inbetween our lips as my hands moved out of his hair and began to pry off his blazer.
"If that is what you desire." He mumbled back, then our lips parted as I moved mine down to his neck, everyone needed to know he was Louis'.
While he tugged my clothes off, and I tugged off his, I wrapped my lips around his sweet spot and began to suck mercilessly as Harry gripped my lower back tightly, the feeling nothing more then painful pleasure.
Once I had been satisfied in tasting his skin, I pulled my lips away and blew on it gently before kissing his chin softly as his eyes fluttered shut. "Mine." He mumbled, tightening his grip around my waist.
"All your's." I mumbled back, then began to undo his under-shirt feverishly as he undid my pants. "Better be." He said, his eyes fluttering open as I peeled off his shirt, just leaving him in his dress pants now, because he had already managed to kick off his shoes in the mist of me leaving a love bite on his delicious skin.
"Always." I assured, my words the most truthful I've ever said him. Then I ran my hands over his warm, bare, torso; stopping on his stomach. "You have a warm tummy." I chuckled, tickling him and he squirmed as he laughed.
"Louis! No!" He whined, swatting my hands away prior to me running them over his chest and gripping his shoulders as I pressed my lips to his skin. For a moment I lingered on his chest, leaving sweet butterfly kisses as I did so, then I placed them over one of his beautiful flaws, the scar.
Harry then took a sharp breath, his body tensing as I placed soft kisses over the scar, "Louis." He said quietly, the words almost non-existent. "Shh. It's okay." I whispered against his skin, his back pressing further up against the piano as I rubbed his sides soothingly.
"I'll never hurt you." I assured, placing one last kiss over the scar as I sighed slowly. "I wish I could take away all the pain. I want to take it all away." Harry then relaxed a bit under my touch as I tried to be more gentle.
"You already take the pain away, everytime you kiss me my life gets a little better." I couldn't help but smile at the words. Just to think my presence's or a little touch healed his emotional scars made my body soar.
"That's one of my many talents." I said, looking up at him with a sly smirked as I decided to tease him, because where was the fun in topping if you could tease?
"Oh? You have others?" He asked cheekily, resting his fingers in my hair as I pressed my hot body against him, only in my boxers because of his talented fingers, and I began to grind slowly on him as I pressed my lips to his collar bones.
"Yes, I'm the Tommo Tease." I remined, liking how the nickname rolled off my tongue with little effort and I began to suck on another sweet spot, earning a moan as he tugged on my hair.
"Oh, I f-forgot about that." He breathed, rocking our bodies slightly as he pressed his hard on against me, my mouth leaving dark but gentle bites over his skin inbetween quiet moans from my own lips.
"Sure." I said, moving my lips up his throat and nibbling on his jawline, making him take a sharp breath as a small sweat broke out between the two of us. ''L-Louis." He groaned, running his hands roughly through my hair, and tugging.
"That sounded hot.'' I commented, finding a sweet spot at the brink of his jawline and I began to suck on it, earning more rewarding moans.
After a few more moments of that I pulled back to catch my breath, because I wasn't exactly talented with breathing properly when I had something in my mouth.
"No more tease?" Harry breathed, his hands cupping my cheeks as I pulled back and drapped my arms around his neck; the task being effortless because he was bent down to my height. "I need a breath." I informed, pecking his lips as I looked around the room and nodded.
"I love the candles and rose petals, but why so many?" I asked, looking back to him, our noses brushing together. "You warm my heart like a candle and your as gentle as a rose petal." He whispered, pressing his lips slowly to my forehead, and I felt my heart flutter.
"Well I don't usually like heavy metal." I commented, feeling that was a good response, and he laughed as he pressed our foreheads together, moving his hands away from my cheeks, and down to my waist.
"I've waited forever for someone like you. Pure and golden with hidden angel wings." He said, and I took a deep breath of pure emotion before responding.
"And I've needed someone like you forever but never realized it."
And with that being said I pressed our lips hard together, connecting the bare parts of my body up against his, causing him to lean back against the piano. His lips were soft, they were plump, they could make you feel amazing, and they were one of his best features.
They felt perfect sculpted against mine, and I now couldn't seem to get enough of them.
As we kissed I moved one of my hands down and helped him get off his pants, leaving us both in nothing more then boxers as I wrapped my arms around his waist, and he wrapped his around my neck.
I would never forget this moment, me pressing him against the piano as our lips met feveriously. I could actually feel my chest caving in from how much love I felt for him at that moment, it was painful.
"Does it hurt?" I asked, my throat getting tight as I pulled back slightly, his lips following after mine. They would always follow. "Does what?" He mumbled, our lips brushing over each other repeatedly as my eyes fluttered shut.
"How much we love each other. I can feel the ache from how much I love you and need you. I feel as if from this moment on it'll tear me in half if you have to leave my side." I whispered, my body pulsing with each honest word, and my eyes fluttered open to meet with his as he ran his finger tips over my cheek.
"I can't breath when I'm with out you Louis; it hurts like hell and drives me insane!" A soft smile then spread onto my face as I softly kiss the heel of his hand, resting mine over it.
"I'm here now aren't I?" I said, and he pulled me in as close as possible as a tear slipped down his cheek, his eyes starting to well with tears. "I-I love you Louis." He said, the words never sounding more sincere then they did at that moment.
I think we both came to realization that this was so much more then lust, so much more then a fling, so much more then puppy love, this was real. This was the strongest affection I had ever felt for anyone in my whole life.
We might not've been engaged at that moment, but I felt that deep down inside it would eventually happen if this passion between us didn't die.
"Harry, I love you." I say, pressing our foreheads hard together as our lips brushed together and another tear slipped from his other eye. "I want forever with you." He said, his tone pleading and I nodded.
"Forever you shall get." He then sniffled, nodding as he closed his eyes for a moment.
He knew, I knew he did.
He knew that his simple song, and promise ring had coaxed out my true affection that I'd been scared of for the past three month's now. I think they were always there, but I denied them because I thought they were unatural.
Harry then reopened his eyes, peering into mine as he brushed some hair out of my face.
"Je veux me reviellera votre briller les yeux bleu vous embrasser tous les jours et avoir une famille avec vous un jour." H said, smiling and I cocked my head slightly in curiousity. "What does that mean?" I asked, and he shook his head.
"I won't tell you, but I really needed to say it." He breathed. For a moment we were both silent, hardly breathing, and I nodded.
"Alright." I then pecked his lips sweetly.
"Bed room?" He asked, and I nodded as we both smiled in perfect union.

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