What if Harry gets down on one knee during their concert in front of Louis and a million fans Then Harry proposes then Louis’ expression would be like this^^
I HATE YOU!
“Harry, no. It’s seriously NOT a good idea,” Liam whispered. Harry shrug his shoulder and shoved the tiny band into his left pocket. “After all the time, do you really believe I give a damn?” He patted his pocked, and gave Liam a crooked grin. Liam let out a sigh and walked away with his hands in the air. “Do what you want, Harry. Just be sure you know how to deal with the consequences.” Harry chuckled to himself. The only thing he could think of that would be a “consequence” would be Louis’ continuous untidy habits in Harold’s lovely, clean home. He’d have to clean up after Louis. He’d have to cook all the meals for Louis and himself. But why not? It’s not like he doesn’t do that already…Harry nodded his head and made his way onto the stage. “Any sign of Louis?” He asked. Niall nodded. “Yeah, he’s behind Zayn.” A loud roar came from the crowd as the boys strolled onto the stage. After a few songs, Harry’s stomach began to flutter obnoxiously. He couldn’t contain himself. “HOLD IT!” Harry lifted a hand. The screams dwindled down to almost silence. “As all of you are aware…This venue is very special to me. I won’t go into reasons, because I’m sure all of you know that this is where Louis and I first met…” Harry laughed off his nerves. He ran his fingers through his curls and smiled over at Louis. “Alright. I’m just going to go on and say what I need to before I bore you all to sleep. Louis William Tomlinson…I love you so much and I know how much we’ve gone through. I need to know…Will you marry me?” Louis covered his mouth. He stood up and looked up at the boy. “Yes.” Harry took Louis’ face in his hands and kissed him with passion. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he lifted a finger. He grabbed the ring from his pocket, placed it on Louis, and smiled. “One…more…thing.” He grabbed his iPhone, took a picture, and uploaded it with the caption #hesaidyestagram.
i am not crying at all
i know my Louis feels are horrible but
imagine harry’s Louis feels
Harry can actually do something about his feels. Horny Louis feels? Harry can push him into a bed and fuck him. Cuddly Louis feels? Harry can push him into a bed and cuddle him into oblivion.
remember how fun the twitter fight was until the wanted dude hashtagged narnia and itgetsbetter and everything kind of just stopped for a second, we all took a collective gasp, the world stopped spinning on its axis, and harry tweeted about a tip jar
why does louis always get himself involved in such petty arguments like homie ur about to go on a stadium tour next year and the wanted are stuck gang banging lindsay lohan like u don’t have to prove anything
are you fucking