I just wanna put it out there, I was there to witness Harry’s “American” accent and i’ve been questioning my existence since.
Also, very beginning has Zayn’s attempt. First 25 seconds.
A little apology and explanation on my part <3
*excuse the nose touch in the beginning. It’s the coke haha
If you don’t find this to be one of the sexiest photo’s taken of all time, not just of Louis MotherFuckingExplodeAllOvariesAndHomosexualNutsacks Tomlinson, but OF ALL TIME…
…please visit a doctor, I do believe there is a mental issue involved with your situation. :)
Your Friendly Neighborhood,
Sebastian <3 xx
Today was the day.
Finally after all these years of being together.
Harry and I were finally getting married.
After all these years of hiding our relationship from the fans. Not being able to go out in public. All the beards, all the contracts, all the conditions. They were all gone. Harry and I could finally be a couple without having to hide.
I took a deep breath as I stood in front of the entrance to the place where everyone was seated. At the end of the aisle my future husband would be standing there, waiting for me.
At the end of this ceremony we will finally be able to start our lives together.
The doors opened and I stood at the entrance with my mom’s arm entangled in mine. We started walking and my eyes looked at each side of the room. Seeing all of our friends and family brought together, for us. My eyes finally fell upon Harry. He was dressed in a black suit with his hair perfectly messy in away that drove me insane. A smile fell upon his lips as our eyes met.
Those green eyes made me feel like I was falling in love all over again every time i looked into them.
I felt the tears coming on as I thought about how we were finally able to be together after the struggle we’ve been through together. The boy I had met in the bathroom. My partner in crime. The boy I fell in love with when I first looked into those beautiful emerald eyes. I remembered our first kiss together. The first time we sang on stage together. Our first time in bed together. All these moments led up to this one right here.
I reached Harry and he grabbed my hands and looked into my eyes. I could see him starting to tear up as he mouthed the words ‘I love you.’
My mom kissed me on the cheek and went to sit down.
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate in the marriage of Louis William Tomlinson and Harry Edward Styles….
I thought of all the special moments we had together, Leeds Fest, Valentines Day in Paris, traveling with him around the world while we were on tour together, Christmas, New Years, the rainy days that we spent in bed watching old movies. They all made up our relationship.
And now it was all coming together.
Louis William Tomlinson do you take Harry Edward Styles to be your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; and promise to be faithful til death do you part?
“I do.” I say as I wipe my eyes and smile up at Harry.
Harry Edward Styles do you take Louis William Tomlinson to be your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; and promise to be faithful til death do you part?
“I do.” Harry says as a tear rolls down his cheek.
I now pronounce you Husband and Husband. You may now kiss the groom.
Harry leans in as we finally share our first kiss as a married couple.
“performers are part of the same project”
“been working together just a couple of years”
“very popular among the young adult crowd.”
“They don’t look alike”
“both guys are very cute and appealing in their own way”
“they are only interested in ONE other person”
“they’re gay. And they are very happy together”
“Even if they can’t express it yet in public.”
“those setups with girls are all fake.”
and I wanted to finally show you guys.
Over the summer when I first created Friendly-Larry-Reminders one of my admin, Liv (x), told me about her friend from the UK who she talked to all the time. She told me she was friends with Harry Styles himself. At first I was skeptical but then she gave me the URL and I asked her a question.
So I checked her bio and it in fact said that she was from the UK. You could tell by her blog that she wasn’t a fan of One Direction and she seemed like the kind of girl that Harry would hang out with. So I proceeded to ask her another question.
I freaked out. At first I didn’t know whether to believe her but after a while everything sort of lined up.
You can believe what you want but I do believe what this girl says.
Hate on me, call me all the names in the book, don’t believe it. I’m just the messenger finally releasing these messages.
The world was ending.
Winds raging outside, fires spreading from house to house. Tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunamis.
It was coming for them next
Harry laid awake in bed waiting for Louis to get home from rehearsal. He knew he should have driven him home. He knew he shouldn’t have left him out there to fend for himself while the world was ending.
Everyone thought it was fake, this whole ‘end of the world’ rumor.
Well it wasn’t a rumor.
Natural disasters were happening all over the world. It seemed so impossible. None of them could believe it. Right now where Harry was, it was just starting to drizzle, meaning that Louis would be okay if he got home soon.
He heard a key go into the front door and his heart stopped.
“Harry?” A voice called out. Harry jumped from his bed and practically ran from his room. He sprinted down the stairs and grabbed Louis in his arms.
“Boobear I thought… I thought you were…dead.” Harry started to tear up.
“Babe don’t worry I’m here. I’m here and I’m not leaving.” Louis rubbed Harry’s back, hugging him tighter.
Louis brought Harry back to the bed room and placed him on the bed. He stripped off his wet clothes and put on clean ones and laid down with harry. Harry grabbed him in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief. They could finally spend their last moments together.
“I love you. So much.”
“I love you too. With all my heart.”
“You’re my best friend. My lover. You make things right when everything in my world is wrong. You make everything crystal clear for me. You make me laugh when the only thing i want to do is cry. You’re handsome and funny and beautiful and kind and generous and caring and I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend. I really couldn’t. You’re my travel buddy, my late night movie marathon partner. You’re my sassy sweetheart. You’re my everything. I don’t think I could love anyone more.”
“Harry,” Louis said tearing up, “You’re my partner in crime. My sex kitten. You’re the love of my life. You turned everything around in my life and made me see the right path. You turn my tears into smiles and my anger into love. You’re so amazing, handsome, kind and caring and you’re intelligent. I couldn’t ask for someone more perfect to spend my time here on Earth with. You’re my baking buddy, my mini golf maniac. I love every inch of you with every ounce of my being. I don’t think I could love anyone more either.”
“We’ve been through so much together. We’ve had to go through so much just to be together. and you know what?”
“It was worth it.”
Just then the wind picked up and grew louder and louder like it was coming towards them, coming for them. They knew it was a tornado. Harry and Louis gripped each other tighter. Louis looked into Harry’s eyes right before kissing him passionately. He pulled back with tears in his eyes, knowing it was their time to go. Harry could see the tornado out the window picking up everything in its path and throwing across the land only to have it be crushed along with everything inside of it. He brought his eyes back to Louis as the tornado reached their flat complex.
“I love you Louis.”
“I love you too Harry.”
Just then the tornado came and took their building with it and threw it across town. With Louis’ head buried in Harry’s neck and Harry’s face in Louis’ hair, they breathed their last breaths entangled in one other.
CAN I JUST
You began to feel like home…
You began to feel like home…
This literally just happened like oh my shit
Even Google knows.
I can just imagine Louis sitting on the plane in his own little section away from the rest of the boys laying under a blanket while all the other boys are asleep and he sits there looking out his window at the dark sky and the landscape below if he can even see it. Tears rolling down his face as he tries so hard to stay as silent as he can. Niall starts to stir in his sleep a little and Louis pulls his blanket over his head and starts crying even harder as he whispers, “I’m so sorry I couldn’t stop you from getting pulled into this situation like this. I’m sorry I couldn’t help you. I couldn’t save you baby. Please forgive me.” oh gOD MAKE ME STOP
I know I always give the bea- I mean Eleanor shit and say I don’t respect her and everything but after this whole Haylor stunt I respect her now, a whole lot because even though I don’t believe her and Louis are dating I believe that she has been there for him to comfort him and keep him from doing stupid things. And I’m really grateful for her right now.
Same shit different day. I’m out showing off to the world my “relationship” with Eleanor. It should actually be called a fakelationship because that’s all it was. Fake.
I didn’t even try today. I’m not even paying attention to her. She’s going on and on about how it’s going to be okay and how I played at Madison Square Garden last night and how I should be so proud of how good of a show the boys and I put on. She was a good friend. She kept me alive and well when all I wanted to do was break down and cry. Not only that…. I wanted to die.
Harry had a beard of his own now.
I know I’ve had a beard for over a year now but Harry was stronger than I was. He was so much stronger. He put on his brave face for us. He dealt with the bullshit so we could be together.
But I wasn’t as strong.
I thought back to last night. To how good it felt to get that wasted. I barley even remember what happened. I remember walking out of the bar with Eleanor behind me trying to keep me awake. I turned to fans telling them tomorrow was Christmas. I didn’t have a care in the world. When I walked back into our hotel room I went right to go and cuddle with Harry but he wasn’t in bed. So I cried myself to sleep. He found his way back in at around 4 or 5 in the morning and slipped into bed with me and wiped my tears. I couldn’t believe this was happening.
I was brought out of my daydream by Eleanor telling me we had reached the hotel. I rode the elevator to my room and decided it was my time. I thought back to all the memories Harry and I had together and I realized I couldn’t wait to be with him in public anymore and how people weren’t going to believe that we were in a relationship anymore because they would believe Harry was with….with…..her.
I walked into my hotel room to see Harry had gone out with Taylor and decided this would be the perfect time to do this. I grabbed a piece of paper and started writing. At first I didn’t know what to say, but when I found it, it poured out all over this paper. I placed it on the bed with my picture of Harry and I that I always bring on tour with me… It was the one of us at Leeds Fest. Oh that weekend. It was the weekend where we first had sex and when we did we didn’t stop. Tears came to my eyes reminiscing in memories of that weekend.
More memories came to me as I walked over to my suitcase and pulled out my special bag full of things I might need if I was not well while on the tour. I brought it into the bathroom and placed it on the counter. I picked 5 different bottles and placed them on the floor in front of me. If I was going to go, I was going to do it in an organized fashion. I picked 3 pills from each bottle and placed them in my hand.
I was getting ready to put them in my mouth when the door opened and Harry called my name. It startled me and I dropped the pills all over the floor. I started panicking trying to get them picked up and in my mouth before Harry came and found out that I was in here. I heard him pick up the letter and my hands started shaking making it harder to pick up the pills. I started to freak out even more and cry. Before I knew it I let a loud sob come out of my mouth. I heard the footsteps come towards the door. I tried to pick up the pills faster but my hands would not allow me to.
Harry opened the door and looked at me down on the floor by the bathtub, pills everywhere. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he walked over to me sat down and grabbed me in his arms. He pulled me into his lap and rocked me back and forth, wiping my tears away. I put my face into his chest and started sobbing.
“It’s okay Louis, baby. Everything’s going to be okay. I promise. Please don’t hurt yourself I couldn’t imagine my life without your beautiful face in it. Please stay with me we’re going to get through this.”
I nodded in his chest as I promised him that I would stay and never ever leave him. Ever.