-The Epilogue-

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Oh my god, I should stop doing this or someone really will try and throw me off a bridge. Come on, of course I’m going to do an epilogue, without further a monkey poo…

 

Thin Walls - Larry Stylinson

The Epilogue

 

“Louis what the fuck are you doing?” Niall asked walking into the room, Louis looked up with wide eyes as he held Molly in his arms, trying to get a bow-tie on her. “Does Harry know you’re abusing his cat?” He frowned

“I’m not abusing her, I’m just dressing her up all good” Louis rolled his eyes.

“Sometimes I wonder if you really are twenty-eight” Niall rolled his eyes

“now now, Horan” Louis smirked “you’re turning into an old fart. Have you been having fun collecting stamps?”

“Fuck off” Niall said pushing him “You’re late by the way” Niall added and Louis looked at him, because this couldn’t be happening. Sure Louis timing wa always a little off, but this was an important day.

“what’s the time?” Louis asked in a panic

“Oh my god, your face!” Niall laughed loudly

“You” Louis growled walking over to Niall “are” he smacked his arm hard “a” he hit him again, because he deserved it “prick”

“Anyway, shouldn’t you just put a flower on her, or a tiara because, you know she’s a girl”

“Horan, you’re a genius” Louis cried rushing over to the flower arrangement on the mantle piece and grabbing a Lily.

"you're confusing me with mixed signals here, Tomlinson" Niall smirked

"I hate you, i love you, i don't know anything right now" Louis pouted

“Well we should go, because you really will be late if we don’t leave now” He said as Louis attached the Lily to Mollys collar. He picked up the cat and placed her in the cat carrier and walked out of the hotel room.

He was in Spain in a hotel by the beach where he was about to commit to the biggest thing he ever could. Was he nervous, fuck yes. Was he regretting doing this, fuck no. Was he doing to stop mentally making check lists in his head, he sure as fuck was.

“Nervous?” Niall asked

“Me? Nervous? Never” Louis chuckled “I am about to wet myself and I only went two minutes ago, so my bladder says different”

“It’ll be perfect” Niall smiled and Louis really hoped so, there was so much that could go wrong, and he sure as hell hoped it wouldn't. They walked along the halls of the hotel walking down stairs and tripping over rugs in the entrance hall.

“Two months until your wedding mate, i can't believe it, and the way Liam proposed too. You should be proud of your fireman. I just can’t wait to be your best man” Louis smiled

“Lets talk about that when it isn’t your wedding day and I’m not your best man” Niall smiled raisng an eyebrow

“Who’d have thought it, us two getting married” Louis sighed

“Well, it is and I can hear the music starting, oh and your tie isn’t straight”

“I was going to make a comment saying that neither were you, but I think that was a given” Louis pouted as Niall pulled his tie too tight making Louis choke and scowl at Niall who loosened it again.

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