It is another rainy day in London that makes Louis feel sluggish and lazy. Thankfully there hasn't been any snow in the past couple of weeks, just mildly harsh winds that nip coldly at Louis' nose. Today, Anne wants to take Louis to the coffee shop to warm his body up and get his mind off of Harry. She says Louis' been too hold up next to Harry's bed, and he really needs to get out for some fresh air. The coffee is to help from their bodies freezing.

It took a while for Anne to convince Louis to go out with her. Ever since the nurses let Louis stay with Harry, he simply couldn't leave his side. It eases Louis' body being able to watch the nurses treat Harry and hope that he will finally wake up. Louis just has to make sure with his own eyes that Harry is healing and getting better. The main reason Louis is able to drag himself away from Harry is because the nurses want to run tests on his head. Since Harry's body is showing improvements and the pressure on his brain decreased, they want to see more x-rays.

Anne holds the door open for Louis once they walk to the front door. She goes over to the counter and places both of their orders before finding a table by the window. Louis lets out a sigh as he slumps in the seat across from her. She looks up at Louis and offers one of her warm smiles that makes his stomach twist. She and Harry look so much alike. They have almost the same smile they give when they are not sure what to do.

Louis has to look away from her face so he doesn't get stuck in his typical Harry daze. Sometimes it's hard for him to be around Anne and Gemma because they resemble Harry so much, and it makes Louis miss Harry even more. Louis' heart can only take so much pain before he breaks down.

"Louis, dear," Anne whispers lightly, grabbing Louis' attention, "I know this is hard for you, but don't you think it's time to go back home so you don't miss any classes?" The waitress stops by shortly to drop their teas and bread off. Anne takes a sip from hers and looks questionably at Louis. Louis nervously reaches for his bread and begins picking the ends of the crust.

"Well," He starts, tossing a small piece in his mouth, "I have been doing my classes. I've emailed both our professors with doctor's proof, but for now I've been doing my stuff online. I have some friends in my classes as well who have been helping me out."

She smiles at Louis in almost relief, and Louis can see her relax in her spot, "Good, I'm glad to hear you're still doing your work." Louis smiles weakly before his body slumps. He grabs the warm tea and holds it tight in his hands while staring at the bread on the table. Anne begins tapping her fingers against the rim of the cup and clears her throat in the midst of the awkward silence. "He loves you, Louis," she suddenly says. Louis looks up from the bread right away and sees a small smile on her face, "He called me, I'm assuming before the accident happened, to tell me he just got a package."

Louis slumps his arms on the table and rests my head on top of his hands. Harry blinks his eyes fast when he feel tears and lets out a big sigh, "Yeah, I remember when he left to get that. Shouldn't have let him." She looks at Louis for a moment before a genuine grin makes its way on her face. Louis feels his heart skip a beat when he catches glimpses of Harry on her face, and seeing her like this makes Louis feel slightly better. Her smile wraps Louis up in warmth and comfort, and it easily loosens his muscles more.

"The package was a gift for you," she continues, "Apparently a 'thank you and I'm in love with you' sort of gift. Not sure what he was thanking you for, but it was sweet," she says sweetly.

It makes Louis' lips curve up a little, and he scoots forward in the seat. Louis clasps his hands together on the table and bounces his leg anxiously, "Where's the package?" he questions, "Actually where is his car and everything?"

Anne bites her lip nervously for a second and looks away before turning back to shrug her shoulders, "Don't worry, dear. After they inspected the car, me and Robin went down last week to retrieve everything," she then sighs heavily, "Car is completely totaled." Louis immediately cringes and drops back against the chair. He closes his eyes and tries not to imagine Harry unconscious in a crushed up car. He never really wanted to know how the accident happened or how horrid he must had looked.

"I have the package, though. Didn't receive any damage thankfully," she then says as Louis' eyes were beginning to water up, "Would you like to-" She lingers the last part. She reaches in her purse and pulls out a package.

Louis hesitantly reaches for the box and places it on the table down in front of him. Louis stares at it for a while since this is the last thing Harry had before he got in the accident, and Louis feels more tears in his eyes. He blinks a couple of times and looks up at Anne, seeing her nod supporting at Louis. So Louis reaches down and begins to open the box.

.•.•.Flashback.•.•.

This New Year's Eve, Harry and Louis decide to do something different. Normally they will host a party or attend one, but they wanted to spend the night together at a fancy reservation. Throughout the whole day, they explored London and acted as tourist so that by night time they can settle with a dinner under the fireworks. The reasoning behind having a date night for NYE was because Louis had a big party for his 22nd birthday with all their friends and family. They ended up going ice skating, visiting the London Eye, then settling with red wine and steak for dinner.

Once they got back to their place after the dinner, it was half past midnight, and Harry was craving Louis in more ways than one. Harry has this major turn on for when Louis does romantic things like this without expecting anything in return, so Harry couldn't keep his hands off of Louis all night. It was honestly the best New Year's Eve ever.

That's why on this fine morning post New Year's Eve, Harry wakes up happily. It's six in the morning, and Louis is still curled up with Harry's pillow on the bed. Louis' hair is messy from sleep and sex, and his back flexes with every breath he takes. Louis hops off the bed carefully and avoids waking him up. He grumbles sleepily around on the bed, and Harry giggles lightly as he presses a kiss to Louis' forehead. Harry then strides over towards the dresser and pulls out his extra-large Minnie Mouse shirt Louis had gotten him a while ago.

The jumper reaches about mid-thigh, which is why Louis goes nuts when Harry wears it. Harry smiles at the thought and reaches to grab some boy short panties to pull up his legs. He checks himself out in the mirror and blushes before rushing out the room. Harry rushes to the kitchen and decides to make Louis breakfast in bed. And although there are other things he'd rather do in bed with him, Harry figures to start the New Year with his favorite pancakes is a way to go.

Harry gets the majority of the ingredients on the counter while turning on the radio before going back to the pantry. He scans each shelf while humming until he sees the needed sprinkles on the top shelf. He lets out a small groan as he stands on his tippy toes to grab it, but the top is not screwed on right so it splatters all over the floor. Harry lets out another groan as he walks over to grab the broom from against the wall. Harry turns around as he gets the bristles to touch the floor when the song on the stereo changes to one of his favorites. Harry pauses in his spot and closes his eyes right away, bringing the broom stick close to his mouth to use as a microphone.

"I got chills, they're multiplying," Harry sings out loud, smiling wide, "And I'm losing control." Harry starts shimming his hips side to side as he begins to lazily sweep the floor. He continues to dance to the beat of the song and laughs as he sings along. This is probably one of his and Louis' favorite songs from their favorite movie, and it's probably one of the reasons why Harry wants to be with Louis forever.

"You better shape up," Harry continues. He tosses the broom from side to side before bringing it back to his mouth, "Cause I need a man. And my heart is set yooouuuu." Harry slowly starts to turn as he sings the next verse. Harry's finger is pointing straight ahead as he keeps the broom close to his body. Harry immediately jumps in his spot when he's completely turned all the way around facing the doorway with Louis standing there with a smirk on his face.

"Having fun, sweetheart?" Louis questions as he crosses his arms over his chest.

Harry stands there dumbfounded for a moment before he shrugs his shoulders and sashays his way towards Louis. His fingers grip the waistline of Louis' pajama pants, and he pulls him closer towards the kitchen. The broom in Harry's hand drops, and he then places them on Louis' shoulders instead. "You're the one that I want. Ooh Ooh Ooh, honey" Harry sings to Louis cheekily. Louis rolls his eyes at Harry as I turn around and shimmy myself opposite to where he is facing, causing a huge smile to form on his face.

"The one that I want," Harry continues. He starts to do the shimmy before he pushes his back against Louis' chest. Louis' arms immediately wrap around Harry's waist as he pulls him in tighter. Louis helps Harry move to the beat of the song as Harry's hips shake against his own, causing Harry's head to drop back on Louis' shoulder.

"The one that I need. Oh, yes indeed." Harry pulls himself away from Louis and turns to face him. He is still staring at Harry with that cheeky smile, and Harry ends up smirking at Louis as he starts to back away. Harry continues moving his hips as his feet keep shuffling backwards. Harry brings his finger up and motions for Louis to follow, and Louis huffs teasingly before following him slowly. When Louis gets close enough, he grips Harry's waist and holds him in place, biting his lip.

"Marry me," Louis yells out when the song is over. Harry's eyes widen right away, and he feels his body go completely still in Louis' hold.

"What?" Harry breathes. His mouth opens and closes with a smile, and Harry feels tears in his eyes as Louis starts to laugh at his reaction. Harry brings his hand up to his face and covers his mouth when he realizes Louis is getting down on one knee. Louis coughs nervously before looking up at Harry through his long eyelashes. His hand reaches out for Harry's hip and holds him in place as he smiles up at Harry.

"Harry, the minute I heard you signing Grease from all the way upstairs, my first instinct was to grab the ring I had picked out for you about a couple months ago," he starts, causing Harry to laugh wetly, "Then the minute I saw you downstairs dancing with a broom in the kitchen with sprinkles all over the ground - I knew it was time for me to finally do this."

Harry's breathing starts to come out shaky, and he can't stop laughing and crying. Harry's shaking his head in shock as Louis turns his body to reach into his pajama pockets. Harry suddenly feels everything around him stop in time, and the only thing moving is himself. There is a sudden rush of warmth coating his hand as if it's being held, and when he looks up at the ceiling and blinks a couple of times, he can almost make out Louis' figure.

.•.•.Present Day.•.•.

"Hi, baby," Louis whispers as he smiles down at Harry's sleeping figure. He always wondered what Harry is thinking while being like this. Was it of Louis? His childhood? Does he even think at all? Louis grabs Harry's left hand and kisses his knuckles a couple of times before pressing it close to his chest, "I got your package." He laughs wetly, rubbing his eyes from the little tears forming, "You're seriously a dork. Did you really ? Is this what it's gonna be like when we get married, my love?"

Each shirt is white with either a Mickey or Minnie. Louis has the words "I'm with" on the front with Minnie's signature polka dot bow underneath. The back of the shirt has Mickey Mouse with his back printed the material and his hand reaching past the right side of the shirt so it's like he is holding hands with something. Harry's is white as well and has the same writing of "I'm with," but he has Mickey Mouse's signature red shorts underneath the worlds. His back is the same as Louis', but he has Minnie with her back facing and hands reaching the left side of the shirt.

If they were to stand next to each other, it would look like Mickey and Minnie were holding hands. This makes Harry love this boy even more than he thought could ever be possible. He laughs to himself as he looks at the shirt again, shaking his head fondly, "Currently wearing mine right now if I'm being honest." Louis lets out a sigh and then smiles at the other present Harry got him that is hanging around his neck.

"And the , I'm wearing that, too," Louis admits with a smile, "Although the pictures you chose of me are quite horrid. You look beautiful as always." Louis unconsciously brings his hand down to hold the locket and begins twirling the pendant between his fingers. Louis rests his chin on the end of Harry's bed and continues to stare at the side of his face.

Harry gave Louis a long chain necklace with an oval pendant that can open and close for something to be put inside. The front of the pendant had his and Harry's name engraved in a cursive writing. Inside the pendant Harry had picked out two pictures. The left side is a selfie they took when they were just 16 and 17 years old. Louis believes it was the one they took after their first date.

The one on the right is a picture that they actually took recently. It was New Year's Eve night after the dinner they had under the fireworks. They were dressed up and looked proper, so Harry of course wanted to take a selfie. Louis' sighs dreamily as he brings his free hand up to Harry's face. Louis runs his knuckles down the side of Harry's cheek and smiles, "I love you so much, Harry." He brushes a few curls from the sides of Harry's face and then goes back to focus on his hand.

Louis picks Harry's left one up and holds it close to his face. Louis' free hand comes to play with his ring finger, and he begins to twiddle the engagement ring around and starts to remember every single word he proposed to Harry with.

.•.•.Flashback.•.•.

Louis finally grabs the black velvet box from his pocket and holds it out in front of him. His other hand comes up to hold on to Harry's, and he laces their fingers together. "I love you so much, Harry," he begins.

"I love you so much, Harry."

Harry takes in a deep breath as the echo of his voice travels around the whole room. Harry smiles wide as he stares into Louis' beautiful blue eyes, and Harry doesn't even notice when the room starts to change around them again. T here is like a line that runs on the ground between him and Louis. Louis' side is all black like the room Harry is typically in. Harry's side remains the kitchen, and he focuses on Louis instead of the weird transformation going on.

"I have to start off with how glad I am that I was stood next to you at the urinals. If I had to get someone's pee splashed on me, I'd rather have it be the person I'm marrying than some random stranger ."

Harry lets out a loud laugh and lightly hits Louis' chest. Harry shakes his head and quickly wipes his eyes before settling them back on Louis. He honestly loves how Louis always brings the first time the met up every time they hit a milestone in their relationship. He did it on their first anniversary. After their first date. The morning after the first time they had sex. Even now, when he's proposing to Harry. Harry only wonders if it will be mentioned in the wedding now.

"You Buggar," Harry complains lightly.

Louis breaks out into the biggest grin ever that makes his teeth show and eyes squint. Harry's body relaxes when Louis starts to laugh, because the sound is as if it's circulating Harry's head and suffocating him with all things Louis. Louis takes in deep breath then. His eyes train on the floor for a few minutes before he clears his throat and looks back up at Harry. Harry gives him an encouraging nod that gets Louis to smile, finally continuing on with his speech.

"Someone once said, 'We're all a little weird, and life's a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in a mutual weirdness and call it love.'"

Harry's wet laughter continue to bubble out as Louis smirks at him. Harry shakes his head fondly and drops his head back to the ceiling while letting out a big groan, "Of course you would find something to quote," he teases. Louis laughs as he presses a kiss to Harry's wrist. Louis tugs on Harry's hand to gain his attention again, and Harry quickly looks down and wipes his tears away before smiling up at Louis.

"Harry, you have given me the best 5 years of my life. You taught me how to open up and embrace every aspect of me that I had always closed off. You opened that door. You taught me how to laugh at myself, to make light of things, to give back to people. You taught me how to keep a permanent smile on my face and what it's like to be so in love with someone it consumes every part of your body. You're my first thought in the morning and my last thought before I fall asleep. I have completely, one hundred percent fallen in love with you. I feel your pain, I feel your sadness, I feel everything you feel because you have become so a part of me that you have become my person."

Louis takes a minute to pause and catch his breath. He looks down at the box in his hand and nods to himself as if giving himself the go to keep going. He looks up at Harry and gives him a wearily smile before he lets go of his hand to finally open the box. Louis gets just the top of the lid open when Harry's eyes bulge out from catching the shine the diamond is reflecting from the lights.

"Louis," Harry gasps when the ring is finally revealed . It is an 18k Simon G white gold . Each side of the band has three rows of thick diamonds trailing up to the top where the main diamond is platformed on an octagonal base.

"Like a soulmate."

Harry begins nodding his head right away with a quiet mantra of yes flying from his lips. Harry feels the tears already falling down his face and his mouth curving up in a giant smile. Louis finally stands from his knee in front of Harry and looks him in the eye. Louis brushes some tears from Harry's face and lets out a little giggle when he sees Harry nudging his finger towards the ring.

"..And when one of them meets the other half, the actual half of himself, whether he be a lover of youth or a lover of another sort, the pair are lost in amazement of love and friendship and intimacy and one will not be out of the others sight, as I may say, even for a moment."