Louis' dad had a nice purple bruise from where Harry had hit him, and Harry felt a sense of pride as Mr. Tomlinson was carried away by the cops. Louis felt a sense of pride too, because his Harry had done that.
His Harry.
That felt really nice.
Harry lifted Louis up into his arms, and struggled to find where his lower article of clothing had gone. When Harry found them, he slipped them onto Louis and then rocked him to sleep. Gemma was proud ofher brother, he had grown up faster than she'd expected.
She watched as Harry held Louis protectively, she saw the way he would glare at anyone who tried to come anywhere near Louis, and she laughed, and laughed with the pure joy of knowing that for once, something had turned out right. Shee laughed so hard everyone must of thought she was crazy, but then she remembered the wise words of Louis Tomlinson
"Everyone has got a little crazy in them."
Agent Spencer Reid (A/N: where do you think I got my username ;D) walked over to Gemma
"Miss?" she looked up at him, he was all long tangling hair, and lanky limbs
"Yes?"
"I'm sorry to inform you that Louis will have to go into an orphanage if no one adopts him.
"What?!" But Agent Reid's lips twitched into a smile
"If someone adopts him though, he won't have to...I suggest you read these papers." He handed her a stack of papers that was titled 'Adopting A Child'.
This would take a lot of begging, but her mom just had to say yes.

Once they got home, Harry tucked Louis into bed. "H-Harry?"
"Yes, boo?"
"I love you...I'm sorry for all this shit. But I really do love you. You've helped me through everything. You saved me, twice! You held me and kissed me and loved me and I was so blind to think that you would hurt me. You love me, and who am I to not say 'I love you too'?"
Harry pulled Louis into his arms and held him as he cried. Louis thought he cried far too much but it didn't seem to bother Harry at all...so he let go of every emotion and just screamed and cried for hours on end, and Harry just held him.
Louis realized that day that love didn't depend on gender, age, size, race, or anything else because love was simply love, it was a force that made your heart swell ten times bigger and made you angry, sad, and over joyed all at the same time.
Harry realized that despite what his class mates said, he was oerfect and complete the way he is, with Louis attached to his hip like so.
He leaned back and looked Louis in the eyes
"Thank you"
"For what, Harry?"
"For showing me that I am perfect the way I am. Thanks to you, I'm not changing. I like me. You likes me. My family likes me. 'Cause I'm the real article. What you see is what you get." he smiled happily and then raced downstairs to talk to his mother, only to find that his father was sitting there with her.
"Mom?"
"Yes Harry?"
"I have the BIGGEST favor to ask you...please it would mean so much!"
"What is it sweetie?"
"I need you to adopt Louis."
(A/N: HI! THIS STORY IS ALMOST DONE OMFG. Theres an epilogue (should it be smutty? Do you guys like smut?) next :( ... so I'm going to start another story after this one, it can either be:
Louis is a peasant in 1812 and is being sold as a sex slave by his drunken father in the streets of Paris and is bought by Harry
OR
Harry is madly in love with Louis but Louis happens to have a girlfriend...Eleanor
Which one do you prefer?)