Louis woke up nervous. Harry was still sound asleep in his arms, snuggled closely to his chest. Yes he was snuggled in his arms and it some how relaxed him a little but he was still on edge. He had it all planned out mentally, what he would say when he did it, but he knew as soon as he started to he would forget and ramble and ruin it.

He carefully got himself away from the tight hold of Harry. He remained naked but reconsidered when he got cold after a little bit so he slipped on a pair of his boxers. It was their anniversary one year today, Louis thought about how he should just wait a little longer. He knew how Harry was about things like this. How huge it would be to him.

Louis turned some music on his phone. He began dancing a few ballet moves. It had been a while since he danced, so he did trip up a few times. He thought about when Harry and him danced at the warehouse. Then changed the song to Let It Be Me by Ray Lamontagne. He spun around and moved some things so he could do big moves.

Harry woke up to the sound of thumping. He reached beside him the bed was cold, realizing this he sat up and slipped on his boxers. Walking downstairs he saw Louis attempting some extreme Ballet moves.

"Babe you suck at those stick to the basics yeah?" Harry said from the steps making Louis jump.

"You scared me I didn't mean to wake you." He said walking over to Harry now all sweaty, he hooked his arms around him.

Louis pecked his lips and smiled.

"Happy anniversary princess." Louis smirked knowing Harry hates the nickname princess.

"Happy anniversary asshole." Harry said with a smile.

"Let's get ready for the day?" Louis suggested.

Harry was buzzing on the inside with excitement but he didn't let it show. Really he was nervous and wasn't quite sure on how to take it, if what he thought Louis planned was really going to happen.

"What about breakfast?" Harry said feeling his stomach growl.

"Ah right yes, I'll start getting the stuff out for you while you go get ready yeah?" Louis said.

Harry shook his head and the boy pecked him on the forehead.

I went upstairs thinking only about what was sure to happen. Yes, I would love to marry him, yes, I would love to have that realistic type of family me, him, and William. Yes, William having parents married before he grew up to really know the story of how he came along would be great. If I said yes to him it wouldn't be because of Will. Absolutely not. William isn't the reason at all. The idea of William knowing his parents were recklessly in love at one point and had a baby at such a young age wasn't great to me for our son to know at least.

Harry shook his head. Starting the shower water and letting it run getting hot before stepping under the water.

I love him I really do. Am I really going to let fear ruin such a wonderful thing? Jesus, Harry pull it together.

Harry splashed water on his face ridding the thoughts from his head. He would take it as it happened and let his heart and not his head do the decision making. Although he would have to let his do some of it, because if he went his heart altogether it be a definite yes. He wanted to tell Louis I know what this is all about but that would ruin it and create heat between them.

Stepping out of the shower he smelled something burning. He quickly put on some jeans and his blue and white button up with a plain white t-shirt and his light brown boots. His usual outfit. He laid out Louis a brown sweater, and some black pants with a black beanie.

He quickly went back downstairs to find Louis in a cloud of smoke. Shaking his head sadly, he wasn't finding the least bit funny. Harry's smile immediately fell away as he saw that Louis wasn't smiling at all.

"Babe I told you just take the stuff out and I would cook." Harry said opening a window to air it out.

"I know but today is special, and I wanted to try to do something for once." Louis frowned.

Harry again shook his head at the boy and turned to get a cup of cold water to cool the burnt pan on the stove behind Louis.

"You didn't burn yourself did you?" Harry asked.

Louis shook his head.

"No, but I did cut myself a little while attempting to cut some of the bell peppers." Louis said showing him the cut.

"It will get clean in the shower." Harry smiled perking his lips for a kiss.

Louis pecked him quickly before dashing up the stairs.

"Wear the outfit I have laid out for you." Harry yelled.

"Okay." Louis yelled back before going in the bathroom.

He waited until he heard the clanking of pots and pans downstairs before sneaking back into the room to grab a certain small box. It was silent by the time he grabbed the box. Worried Harry might pop in he shoved the box in his boxers. It was definitely uncomfortable. He quickly rushed back to the bathroom after grabbing a pair of his boxers.

Once in the shower he wondered if Harry knew what was up. Again the thought of just waiting crossed his mind but he wasn't going to wait. He couldn't all of this wasn't going to be for nothing or at least that's what it would feel like if he didn't.

He put the box on a shelf in the shower with him. He was in fact a little paranoid. He got out the shower smelling the scent of bacon. Which was one of his favorites. He got dressed only after checking to see if the coast was clear and put the box in his pocket of the sweatshirt.

Come on Louis he thought stop being so damn nervous. He took the box back out of his pocket and opened the box.

€293.90 better be worth it. The extra 15 pounds was because of the L on the inside which he insisted on getting engraved. He thought of putting the date of today on there but decided against it. With one deep breath he shut the box and held it against his chest.

"Please say yes." he said to himself his voice cracking.

Grabbing the keys and heading downstairs.

"Smells great Haz." he smiled pecking him on the cheek.

Louis turned up his nose at the sight of the green beverage on the counter beside Harry.

"Do not turn your nose up at my drink! At least I'm healthy unlike you." Harry said pointing the spatula at him.

Louis smacked his bum hard and playfully causing Harry to squeal.

"That is a drink I will always turn my nose up at because it looks purely like-" Louis caught himself, "nevermind." he said grabbing his bacon as Harry shoveled the last couple of pieces onto his plate.

Harry sat at the table with his bagel with cream cheese and green smoothie. Louis munched down happily on his bacon.

"There's no way not even when we're married that I'm ever going to eat or drink that." Louis said as Harry nearly choked at the word "marriage."

"You okay?" Louis asked.

"Uh yeah fine, just the um wrong side." Harry gave him an assuring smile.

Louis nodded finishing up his bacon and taking it to the sink.

"I'll be back in a bit, I need to um write in my journal." Louis said nervously shoving his hands into his pockets holding on tightly to the box.

"Okay." Harry replied simply.

With that Louis walked outside and to his car reaching in the glove compartment for his still very much precious journal. It was so worn out from its usage through the years. It's leather has small tears here and there. Lose papers from thoughts were shoved in numerous places. Louis loved his journal, it was like his own personal secret keeper. Not that it wasn't because it was in fact his secret keeper.

Dear journal,

I'm going to do it. I'm going to ask him to marry me and if he- I don't even want to think about the possibility of him saying no. Why would he say no? He's happy or at least I hope he is. Why wouldn't he be happy. I'm happy with him so much so that it scares the shit out of me. I keep looking at it- the ring. Imagining that in a couple of hours I may be completely gutted and absolutely heartbroken or like any fortunate man or woman in the case of some I may be the happiest man on the planet.... but that's what everyone says at the end of almost every proposal. "Will you make me the happiest man or woman and marry me?" I don't think I want to say that. I don't want to feel that pain. The pain of being rejected by the only man I've ever loved and well I wouldn't say hurt. I've hurt a lot of people, people who were important to me. But Harry is a different type of important to me. I will spend every waking minute of everyday proving to him that he's not just another guy to me, that he's not just the boy I resented and bullied on a daily basis. No. I will prove to him that he's the one I love, the only man I've ever loved, the first man I've ever loved, the reason I've changed. I really love him, god I love him. I swear I will spend every day proving that to him if he says yes.

"Hey you ready to get going? It looks like it wants to rain." Louis questioned walking back inside from writing in his journal.

Harry nodded grabbing his sunglasses off the table before grabbing Louis' hand and leaving.

"Wait I forgot something!" Louis said as they neared the end of the walk way.

Running back inside he grabbed the basket of lunch he had made while Harry was in the shower. Sandwiches and an already cut up salad was easy for him to put together. He grabbed two waters and threw them in the basket. Feeling how irritating the box was after a bit he quickly took the box out and the ring and stuck the ring into front pocket. Running back outside he grabbed Harry's hand again and they continued walking. They found the perfect spot just off to the side of a bridge. A creek was under the bridge and made a relaxing sound as the water flowed over the rocks.

"Harry?" Louis said as they were eating.

"Yeah?" Harry answered taking another forkful in his mouth.

"So I wrote this entry a few weeks back and I want to read it to you okay?" Louis said nervously.

"Okay." he said putting his sunglasses on because of the sun beaming down on the water.

"I got to thinking earlier about heaven. Yes heaven.... only because Harry. Why you may ask. Well because I've been stuck in my own hell for so long. He's the heaven I've been desperate for. Heaven is so incredibly beautiful, a thing that saves you from a fiery hell I've been desperate to get out of. Hell is filled with hellish ugly things, hell is a nightmare. Hell is nothing you want to be in. Heaven is a paradise filled with heavenly things. There's no pain, no worry, nothing. Heaven is somewhere you want to be. Harry is heaven somewhere I want to be. There's a difference between heaven and hell and Harry's my heaven..... I know now that I want him forever, I know now that I need him. I love him so much god I love him.--- " Louis looked at Harry who was smiling and wiping a stray tear with a finger.

Louis didn't read the last part which was I want to marry him... he left that part off because that was part of it reading that whole bit and leaving that out because he wanted to say it.

"I left one part off Haz." Louis said grabbing Harry's hand for him to get up.

Louis was shaking so much especially his hands. Louis took a deep shaky breath and rubbed his hands together. "Shit here we go." He thought. Taking both of Harry's hands he looked at him directly.

"Jesus Lou, you are so shaky." Harry said caressing his hand with his thumb.

"I- I know, shit," Louis rambled "damn it. Give me a minute." Louis spaced himself a bit as he felt the tears come.

"Lou?" Harry scrunched his brows at the sudden actions.

"It's okay, I'm okay. Here we go." Louis walked back over grabbing his hands again.

One more deep shaky breath and swallow.

"Harry, I've thought about this for weeks now. I thought about waiting a little bit longer but you now they say better sooner than later," Louis began.

"About what?" Harry was now anxious.

"Sh babe come on I'm trying to get it out as fast as I can." Louis smiled, "now where was I oh right, for weeks I thought about everything you, me, Will, us, but mainly me and you together. I thought about what a horrible life it be if I didn't have you in it with me forever. Life without you didn't make any sense before but now I'm starting to understand the meaning behind it. Everyone is put here for a reason and I've come to realize that, you are my reason I'm here," Louis started crying "before I never knew what love felt like because I only felt anger towards everything even you. I hated you so much that I loved you and I was stupid that it took me this long to realize that, but," Louis got down on one knee pulling the ring out and holding it up.

"but Harry Edward Styles I know I've hurt you a lot, I know I don't deserve you, I know you might think this is all crazy and so sudden but I promise you that I will spend every day of my life proving to you that you are everything to me, so Harry Edward Styles will you- will you marry me?" Harry's hand flew over his mouth, he felt the tears come as they poured down his cheeks.

"Well?" Louis said anxiously.

Both of Harry's hands were now covering his mouth, he was a speechless mess. His hands were still over his mouth and he took a deep breath as he dropped his hands.

"Louis William Tomlinson?" Harry said through a shaky voice.

"Yes?" Louis smiled through tears.

"I will marry you!" Harry almost squealed.

"What! YES!" Louis jumped up wrapping his arms around Harry's waist before kissing him excitedly.

"YES YES YES!" Harry squealed.

Louis slid the ring on Harry's fingers and Harry admired it.

"There's an L on the inside." Louis said with a smile.

"It's beautiful Lou." Harry smiled down at it.

"Not nearly as beautiful as what I'm looking at." Louis said looking at Harry.

Harry looked at him and Louis leaned up and kissed him softly and slowly at first but then they deepened it by melting into each other.

Harry felt that warm butterfly feeling in his stomach but it was different, because he was no longer kissing his boyfriend. He was kissing his fiance and he loved it.