"Thank you so much love" Harry waves giving the fan, Ashley, a small smile. Watching as she goes in her way.

It's still weird for him when some of Louis fans stops him for a picture or a small talk. It warms his heart, making Harry feels apart of this big loving family. It makes him so happy.

Of course not all of the fans are that acceptable with who he is nor the way he dresses, it happened a few times where som of the fans would call him names and such. But Harry had learned long time ago to shut the negative things out. And honestly, he doesn't care anymore.

Harry's proud to himself. And he won't let anyone steal the feeling from him.

'This is me, don't like it? Join the line, love' it's something that Harry lately been repeating it like a mantra.

Because who are they to tell you how are you supposed to walk, talk or dress like?! You can be who you want to be.

And those who aren't comfortable with it, well... screw them honestly.

Harry stops walking, looking at the elderly couple dancing happily even though there's no music on. A smile make it's way on his face as he watches the woman throwing her head back laughing at something the man just whispered in her ear.

Harry smiles dreamily, glancing at the couple one more before he continues in his way. His mind kept drifting back to the elderly couple and god, how much Harry wishes one day that'll be him and Louis.

Growing old together. Harry loves the sound of it.

He carefully hide the new MacBook pro that he bought for Louis birthday just a few days away from now. Since Louis been complaining about his old laptop, even though he can afford a new one, Louis sticks to the old one. And Harry wants to spoil Louis a bit. Because god knows how that boy doesn't spoil himself enough.

Harry's phone rings scarring the poor lad out of his mind. He always hates when it happens, especially if the house is so quiet. "Yes Phoebe?" He answers, trying to calm his racing heart.

"Open the damn door Haz. It's freezing cold outside"

With that Harry races to open the door, revealing the twins. Phoebe and Daisy. "What are you doing here?"

"We're going to the concert or did you forgot?" Phoebe asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Of course no-" He never get to finish what he wants to say. As Daisy take his wrist dragging him all the way to his room, shouting. "There's no time to waste" followed by Phoebe laughs as she chase after them.

Harry shakes his head at the silly girls. They remind him of a four years old kids on a Christmas day.

"Girls- calm down! Girls! Why the rush?" And Harry honestly couldn't understand, there's some time 'till the concert begins.

"What about this?" Daisy asks as she pulls the outfit to show her twin. Completely ignoring Harry.

"Perfect"

Daisy squeals at the sounds of the door bell. "That's Lottie! Put this on, QUICK!" She shouts running out if the room.

Harry couldn't take it anymore, he eyes the smiling Phoebe, once he steps out of the bathroom. "Okay talk. What's going on?"

"It's a surprise"she says innocently.

And Harry groans at the answer. They're driving him crazy. "Phoebe!"

"Stop trying boy. It's a surprise" says Lottie. "Time to do your hair" gently pushing him down the chair.

Harry just sits there poutting waiting for the girl to finish.

"Stand up" Lottie orders after a while. "What do you think girls.

"Beautiful" and Phoebe nods her head in agreement with her sister.

"Time to go" Lottie sing-song, linking hand with Harry followed by the twins.

Harry was having the time of his life at the concert with girls. Along side with his friends Perrie and Eleanor too.

Even though everyone once in a while he was distracted by one of the fans around him, as they tap his shoulder to say hi or talk a bit with him some even took photos of him. But he honestly didn't mind they were all so lovely and sweet. He was so thankful for them.

Though, he was grateful that they were all sitting in the front raw. Not wanting to cause a chaos between the fans.

The concert has finally came to an end as the boys finishes singing the last song home. Or so Harry thoughts.

When Louis voice fills the whole arena. "As you guys know a special boy has stolen my heart. Not that I'm complaining of course" causing the fans to laugh at this. "And in short time he becomes my whole world. I never thought I'll be able to feel like this again. And I'm more thankful that I can share that with you without having to hide anymore. Even though it's been only months since we first met, But you know when it's the right person. I love you baby doll so there's something I want to say"

Louis says earnings screams from the hyper fans.

And Harry watches confusingly as the screen shows what seems to be his hallway. Huh? What's going? A hand appears on the camera opening the door stepping inside a room filled with book. Yes, that's his reading room. And that's Gem's hand.

What are they doing?

It doesn't escape Harry that Gem. Is pulling five books, his favorite five. He watches confusingly as he follows Paul as he leads him on the stage towards his boyfriend. Watching as she lays the books on ground, Harry waits for the camera to focus back. It takes seconds for it to focus and once it does a gasp leaves Harry's mouth.

Right there on each book written a word to create a question that almost stops Harry's heart. 'Will you marry me babydoll?'

Tears cloud Harry's eyes as Louis kneels down pulling a ring out. Like I said, you're my everything and I love you more than life itself. So babydoll, will you marry me?"

"Yes, a thousands times yes" and the fans start shouting, screaming and even clapping for them. But all that noise fades away in the background as the couple kiss and hugs each other tightly.

"What wrong" ask Louis at the sight of his boyfriend pouty face.

Harry frowns deepens slightly, "My surprise for your birthday is nothing compared to this!" He whines earning a laugh from Louis.

"Seriously babydoll? I propose and you're thinking about my birthday?"

Harry nods seriously at this, "well, it's not like you're going anywhere soon, right?"

"True" Louis says kissing his lips whispering softly. "And want to know why?"

"Why?" Harry whispers back as quietly as if they're sharing a private secret just between them.

"Because you're my home"

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