Clarity

"Gemma just leave me alone!" Louis shouted as he tried to walk out of her room, while I walked around the house downstairs like a lost puppy, eager to find my little angel.
"Babe where are you?" I called out, a pout on my face as I began to make my way upstairs. Today had been a long day at work, and I was desparate for a shower prior to cuddling him to my hearts content.
"No, I'm sick of you always being with him! I demand attention." Gemma shouted from with in her room, the sound making ways to my ear, as a muffled voice followed and the thump of a body hitting the wall.
I frowned.
She must be fighting with one of her friends, or a boyfriend or something. Chewing my lip softly as I walked down the hall I mentally, and physically prepared myself to encounter the person who may have been making her upset.
If it was a boyfriend I was going to ban him from this house, mainly for me and my angel's own protection, then Gemma's I suppose.
Oh I wished though it was that, because instead of a bitchy friend or arsehole boyfriend being in the room with her it was Louis, and she was gripping the front of her shirt as they both kissed feverishly.
Immediately upon seeing the dreadful sight I felt my heart get torn in two as I froze in the doorway unable to move. "L-Louis?" I choked out, and immediately Gemma pushed him away from her which made him stumble to the side.
"What the bloody hell Louis!" She shouted, a nasty look on her face, and my dishonest love used the end of the bed to regain his balance before looking at me like a deer caught in headlights as he held his hands up.
"Harry this isn't what it looks like." He said quickly, the words sounding choked, and I felt as if I had been punched in the gut.
I knew very well what it was, because I saw it with my own two eyes.
Taking a long sharp breath, I clenched my fists, while trying to rein in my boiling anger to a point of control. But one more look at his distressed face, and swollen lips I couldn't do it.
"You said you'd be loyal you dirty bastard! Why did I dare to ever fall in love with you?" I spat angerly, the siliva damping the corners of my mouth as I clenched my fists hard enough to loose feeling in them.
"Harry-"
He started, noticing the way my body was tensing, but Gemma rudely interupted him as she sat down on her bed.
"Get out both of you, I don't wanna hear this." She said cruely, talking no remorse in her being part of him kissing her.
Looking away from me Louis swallowed the visible lump in his throat and nodded as he walked past me and into the hall.
Keeping my lips pressed together tightly, I stepped out of the room as well, and shut the door behind me before turning to Louis who was putting on his timid little angel boy act by looking down.
Feeling my rage only grow, especially considering he hadn't tried to appoligze, merely tried to trick me into thinking I didn't see what we both know I saw, I raised my hand and smacked him hard.
"You arse! Why did I fall in love with you!" I screamed at him, my rage clear in my voice, and Louis looked at me in shock as he stumbled back and clutched his cheek that I was sure turning red, judging my how loud the impact of my hand on his skin was.
"It wasn't what it looked like!" He shouted, back, tears glazing over his wide eyes, and I felt my rage mount on.
"I hate you!" I shouted at him, raising my fist and hitting him once more in the side which caused Louis to crumple to his knee's as he grabbed for my wrists to defend himself from my shaking hands.
"Harry stop!" He yelled, a tremor in his voice as his body began to shake, but his words only angered me more as I moved his wrists away and backed handed him.
"You ruined my life! I thought I was finally gonna be happy! Then you kiss my sister?" I spat cruely, and Louis choked on his own breath as tears fell down his red cheeks, a bruise forming on the right one.
"Harry I didn't kiss her! She-" He had began, trying to get to his feet as his body went into a protective stance, but he fell back down when I smacked him again. "Your a liar!" I yelled, watching him as he cowered against the wall, and held up his hands in front of his face.
I didn't hit him again though, I just turned away with a sharp breath.
"Come near me again I swear, the wedding is off." I said in low voice as I stormed off, hearing him call out my name softly, before curling into a trembling ball as he began to cry.
"I didn't cheat, I didn't cheat."
-
Immediately I shot awake, a cold sweat clinging to my body as I felt panick drown my calm demeanor.
The dream was so real, it was to real. I could still feel the satin of Louis' skin underneath my hand as I struck him in the terrible dream. I would never do that in real life, I would never beat him until he was laying on the ground, just the thought alone made me get choked up.
Looking down at Louis I only felt, because he looked so innocent sleeping beneath, his hair falling in his face as soft breaths left his lips. Seeing him like that so innocent and vulnerable made my heart clench hard for he had looked the same way in my dream when I struck him.
At the vivid memory of one of my worst fears I broke down crying, and wrapped my arms around him tightly as I began to shake. I had to latch onto him as tight as possible to assure myself he was still there, and it was just a bad dream.
Sobbing harder as memories of the dream came to par, I buried my face in my little Louis' chest, and he woke up with a start.
"Hmm.." He hummed, blinking hard a few times as a confused look settled on his face, but was immediately replaced with concern when he noticed I was crying on his chest.
"Harry what's wrong?" He asked, his voice coated in concern as he wrapped his arms around me in a tight grip, but I could only shake my head as I held him tighter.
"Did you have another bad dream like last time?" He inquired, which I'm sure was obvious, as he sat up and I nodded while pressing my lips to his chest where his heart beat beneath me.
"I'm sorry! I'd never hurt you, ever." I hiccuped, afraid he could peer into my head and see the terrible images from my dream. Sighing softly at my words Louis rested his chin on my head.
"I know sweetheart." He whispered, rocking me back and forth as I began to cry harder. He looked so petrified in the dream, his innocence making him look like a wounded lamb. "I know you'd never kiss her, I whispered and he frowned as he pulled back slightly.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, sounding a bit lost as he brushed the hair off my forehedull and I looked up at him with dull eyes, puffy lips, and soaked cheeks.
"I was looking for you, and I found you in Gemma's room kissing her. Then I got mad, and didn't believe you when you said it wasn't your fault so I h-hit you, and said I hated you, and called off the w-wedding." I said quietly, my voice cracking.
"I don't wanna be my d-dad.." I whimpered, and I instantly I saw Louis' face soften with sympathy as he shook his head quickly, and tightened his grip.
"You aren't your dad, and you never will be. Your so much better then that scum. I trust you that you would never strike me no matter how angry I make you, and I would definately never kiss Gemma." My angel assured, kissing my forehead again, and I nodded sniffling as I felt my body relax slightly.
"I love you." I said, feeling the bitter emotion of my words in my bruised heart. "I love you to kitten." He responded sweetly, the nickname making my stomach dance with butterflies as he sat up, holding me in his lap.
"Shhh.." He hushed, running his fingers through my curls in a soothing gesture while I rested my head on his shoulder, and curled up in his small lap.
Louis smiled down at me, his radiance making me feel calmer as he rocked me back and forth while resting his cheek on my forehead. I knew immediately then I wanted to nothing today, but use Louis to destract me from the dream.
"Loubear?" I asked quietly, looking up at him with my most innocent expression, and he looked down at me with one of his loving smiles.
No one could look at me the way my fiance Louis did.
"Yes kitten?" He asked. "Will you make me hot choclate, and watch tv with me? And I wanna wear one of your jumpers while you cuddle with me." I said, making a pouty face, and Louis laughed as he pecked my lips.
"I think I have something a little better baby." He said, making my pout grow with disappointment as I looked up at him with my big green eyes and hugged my knee's.
"But after the better thing I'd be more then happy to!" Louis informed, nipping at my bottom lip playfully, and I smiled innocently as I felt the urdge to jump him.
"Thank you." I said, feeling happy at the thought of having my little Louis cuddle me. I loved it when he treated me like the girl in the relationship even though I was twice his size, and more manly.
"Your welcome. Now get off your arse, and go get some clothes on while I set up your surprise."
There was my sassy Louis now.
One of my favorites.
"Buut Louisssss..." I whined, and he shook his head in response as he kissed my cheek, and gently pushed me off him. "Go on kitten, the sooner the better." He urdged, and I sighed as I stood up on shakey legs and wrapped the couch blankets around me.
"Fine, but I'm gonna need kisses later." I pouted, sticking my tongue out at him before running out of the living room, and upstairs. Louis always made me feel better.
-Louis' P.O.V-
I had felt incrediably sad for Harry when I woke up to him crying on my chest. More then anything I hated to see my fiance cry, especially from night terrors.
So as you could imagine I was pleased to see him run upstairs with more of a skip in his step, because that meant I had made him happy.
Smiling to myself with the shake of my head, I slipped off the couch before grabbing my boxers, short, and Harry's shirt from yesterday so I could slip them on. I would've put on my shirt from yesterday, but thanks to Harry it was in shreds on the living room floor.
After I had gotten dressed I cleaned up the living room to hide the evidence of our fun night from the girls, and made my way upstairs to get the box out of the guest bedroom where I had been hiding Harry's presents.
The day Carson had put up the flyers was the day I had picked up my gifts, during break, and brought them back to the house prior to going back to school.
For the past couple of days now I had been trying to find the perfect time to give it to him, and I felt like right now would be great.
I had also decided to sing him a little song on the piano prior to giving him the gift, the song being something I learned last year from my aunt that was a piano teacher.
Walking into the guest bedroom in excitement, I grabbed the box that held his stuff, and held it close to my chest as I walked into the music room to set everything up since there was a piano handy in there.
With in five minutes I was completely ready for Harry to come in, so I ran my fingers through my hair to fix it as I stepped out into the hall with a loud whistle that would've attracted Ireland if he hadn't been asleep in the room Maddie made for him, his puppy room.
"Hey Harry! Come to the music room but stand right outside the door!" I shouted, prior to stepping back inside the room. With in a matter of seconds Harry came bounding out of his room like an excited puppy, wearing sweats and t-shirt.
"Here I am Loubear!" He announced, stopping outside the door, and knocking on it. How could someone be so cute, then so, well you know. Grinning in excitement I opened the door of the music room and stuck my head out.
''Now I need you to trust me because I have to guide you in, because I need you to clothes your eyes." I informed, and Harry laughed as he closed his eyes.
"I can always trust you." He said with a smile, and I smirked as I grabbed him by his hips, and slowly guided him into the music room, and over to the chair I had set up next to the piano where I had rested the giant peach teddy bear, and placed the bonquet of black and white roses in it's lap.
I may have gotten him an extra gift to make up for all the times he got me roses.
"Ready baby?" I asked, standing behind him as I covered his eyes, and Harry nodded quickly. "As I'll ever be!" He announced. Taking a nervous breath I then pulled my hands away from his face and moved to his side to see his reaction.
Immediately Harry shot to his feet, a wide smile appearing on his face as his tired eyes lit up, and cereal dimples popped up.
He said nothing, remaining quiet with his smile as he picked up the roses and red the card aloud I had attatched to them.
"Blue eyes met green, dark met light, love met lust, Louis met Harry."
Upon reading the fading words he had written on my chest with a pen, he placed the flowers down prior to grabbing the bear and hugging it tightly with a squeal.
"It's perfect Louis!" He shouted with happiness, and I smiled happily as I hugged him from behind.
So far so good.
"There's one more thing, well two actually." I mumbled, digging my face inbetween his shoulders, and kissing it prior to moving to his side, and pulling a large black box out of my pocket.
This was the present that had taken a couple of days, because they needed to engrave what I wanted written there.
"This took me forever to find." I said, then pulling off the lid to reveal the golden paper airplane necklace which made Harry's smile grow impossibly bigger.
"I got it inscripted." I added quickly, starting to feel nervous, because I wasn't use to giving such deep presents, and I pulled out the necklace before reading the script from it's folds aloud.
"We might be two boys with different souls and different pasts but when our lips meet we unite in a way that can only be described as love." I breathed, the words being one's I had created to sum up our story in a simple sentence.
Harry's smile then began to make my heart burn with happiness as it grew impossibly bigger, and he put down the bear prior to taking the necklace out of my hands, and putting it around his neck.
For a moment I thought he was going to grab the giant teddy bear again, but instead he grabbed me in a tight grip prior to peppering kisses all over my face.
"I love you! I love you! I love you!"
He exclaimed inbetween each touch of his lips to my skin, and I scrunched up my nose as I wrapped my arms around his neck, and laughed. "Harry.." I cooed, trying to get his attention away from my face.
"Shut up you fool!" He said playfully, begining to leave kisses across my neck, and collars bones before going back up to my lips with a wide smile, but I stopped him before he could kiss me.
"Harry! There's still one more thing, then you can give me all the kisses you want!" I informed, gently pushing him away, and Harry giggled with a nod as he released me from his death grip, and I made my ways over to the piano and sat down on the bench.
"Sit down." I said, patting the seat, and he did. Then taking a deep breath I hit one of the keys, before looking at him with a fond smile.
"When I heard this one it made me think of you, and lucky me I learned how to play it a year ago." I informed, taking a deep breath before hitting the opening chords.
You know I'd fall apart without you
I don't know how you do what you do
'Cause everything that don't make sense about me
Makes sense when I'm with you
Like everything that's green, boy, I need you
But it's more than one and one makes two
Put aside the math and the logic of it
You gotta know you're wanted too
'Cause I wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I, I wanna make you feel wanted
Anyone can tell you you're handsome, yeah
And you get that all the time, I know you do
But your beauty's deeper than the make-up
And I wanna show you what I see tonight...
When I wrap you up
When I kiss your lips.
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
'Cause, baby, I, I wanna make you feel wanted
As good as you make me feel
I wanna make you feel better
Better than your fairy tales
Better than your best dreams
You're more than everything I need
You're all I ever wanted
All I ever wanted
And I just wanna wrap you up
Wanna kiss your lips
I wanna make you feel wanted
And I wanna call you mine
Wanna hold your hand forever
And never let you forget it
Yeah, I wanna make you feel wanted
Baby, I wanna make you feel wanted
You'll always be wanted
I then let my voice fade off, playing the cords before I closed the piano and looked at Harry shyly.
"You'll always be wanted when your with me." I said softly. I swear then in that moment Harry's face lit up like the northen lights, only brighter as tears welled in his eyes.
"I love you so damn much Louis!" He exclaimed, grabbing my waist, and pushing me down on the piano bench prior to pressing kisses all over my chest, legs, and arms while pinning me down.
"Harry!" I squealed, squirming beneath him, and he smiled down at me sweetly as he scooped me up in his arms bridal style, and placed a sloppy kiss on my lips as he carried me out of the room.
"You make feel things no man or woman has made me feel Mr. Tomlinson." He mumbled, pulling his lips away from mine and kissing my forehead as he walked down the hall.
"Where are we going?" I asked, laying my head on his shoulder, and a smirk appeared on his face as he began to carefully walk downstairs. ''The kitchen my love." He informed, then kissing the tip of my nose, before refocusing his attention to walking down the stairs.
Then once he was down he carried me into the kitchen, and placed me on the counter. "Maddie call James!" He called out, Maddie responding with a muffled okay as Harry quickly added brief information.
"And tell him to bring the stuff he uses for me!" He said, then diverting his attention back to me as he began to kiss all over the exposed skin on my body. Squirming and laughing as he did so I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"What are you talking about baby? What stuff?" I asked curiously, the name James sounding familiar, but I couldn't quite place where I had heard it under his roof.
Harry merely responded with a grin though as he took my face inbetween his hands and gave me pecks on my lips multiple times. If I had known the present was going to make him this happy I would've given it to him a long time ago!
"This is gonna be fun! Wait until my friend James gets here!" He said, finally giving his lips a rest as he pressed his forehead against mine, and I frowned. "Wait..what..I'm confused?" I informed, feeling the butterflies began to dance in my stomach.
I could tell by his face he had something planned, that I may like, or I may not like.
"You'll see baby." He assured, then moving his lips down to my throat as I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.
"Harry.." I whined, wanting to know who this James was, but he ignored me as he continously left kisses over my neck, then moved them down my chest prior to lifting my shirt and kissing my tummy.
"Tommo tummy." He mumbled, making me laugh as I shoved him away. For the next few minutes that was all we did. I sat there patiently while Harry kissed every part of me I would let him, his hands occasionally brushing hair out of my face as he'd look at me with a smile.
Soon though our little kisses session was interupted when someone rang the doorbell, and less then a moment later Maddie answered it and mumbled a greeting to who I guess was James.
Once she had done that I heard a man's heavy boots stomp around the front hall. "Harold?" A thick accented voice called out, and Harry pulled his mouth and body away from me with a wide grin.
"James, get your fat arse in here!" My lovely boyfriend called out, and James laughed as he stepped into the kitchen. Instantly upon seeing him I regonized him as the man who had given Harry the butterfly tattoo a couple of months ago.
He had two silver studs in his ear, a thick mat of greying brown hair, a small belly that popped over his jeans, and his skin was completely covered in tattoo's while the handle of a black box rested in his hand.
''Took you long enough." Harry teased, and James flipped him off as he walked into the dining room, and Harry looked back at me with a smirk.
"We're gonna have fun." He purrs, and instantly I decided to bolt, because I didn't trust him. "I've got to go, bye Harry." I said quickly, jumping off the counter so I could make my mistake, but Harry caught me by my waist and picked me up.
"Louis! No, no, no." He said, carrying me into the dining room as I squirmed in his grip.
"Let me go right this instant or you'll here from my lawyer!" I shouted playfully, but he merely kissed the back of my neck before sitting me down in one of the kitchen chairs, and turning to James who was pulling some weird looking tools out of the black box.
"I'm gonna do it to him because I got good hand writing!" Harry informed, and James nodded as he began to lay everything out and I tried to stand up again but Harry gently pushed me down by my shoulder.
"Louis sit. I'm gonna give you a tattoo then you can give me one." Harry informed, and imediately I tried to stand up again, but he pushed me back down once more. "I don't wanna." I whined with wide eyes, never having the intention of getting ink.
"C'mon baby! We can get matching if you want?" He suggested, smiling as he bit his lip. I said nothing in response though, just playing with his fingers as I thought about it.
"Pleeeaseeee..then we can cuddle and watch films!" Harry offered, and I sighed as I looked up at him with a small pout.
"Will it hurt?"

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