I'm Used To It.

Chapter 9

•Hello! You are unconditionally invited to Harold Edward Styles and Louis William Tomlinson's Wedding! Thursday January 31, 2013 3-5 pm!•

Wedding Day

-Louis-

I'm nervous as a bird whose trying to fly. "Hey! Were all waiting!" I turn around and see my sister Charlotte. I go and hug. "I know.. it's just so quick." I smile. "Well get your arse out there! Harry's waiting!" Charlotte pushed me into the hall. She followed me and took.her seat in the back by her fiancée. '1234' started playing softly in background. " I, Louis William Tomlinson ,take ,Harold Edward Styles, to be my wedded Husband , to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance." I said the vows. " ,I Harold Edward Styles , take thee,Louis William Tomlinson , to be my wedded Wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance." Harry repeated. "You may now kiss the Groom." The pastor announced. I looked into Harry's beautiful green eyes. "I love you." I told him. "I love you." He.smiled and kissed me. Everyone clapped and cheered.

-Louis and Harry on their Honeymoon, so nothing shall be said lol-

|Back in Doncaster|

•Niall•

I sat in Pub with Vodka and Pepsi besides me. "Hey. Ni." Vanessa smiled. "Hey Nessa." I stared into her fusica eyes. "Niall.. I know that look..." She said putting the shaker down. "Yeah.. I know... I'm thinking of something.." I told her. "Don't tell me it involves hurting someone, physically." She pouted. "Nope, but emotionally." I grinned. "Oh my god! You're gonna hurt Louis by controlling his husband!" Vanessa gasped. Dammit I hate when she reads my mind. "Yeah.." I had no point in lying. "You're so bad Niall.." She whispered. "Yeah who cares.

|Three Weeks Later|

I met Harry at the Bloo Bar. I ordered a beer and Harry ordered water. We chatted a little bit before it turned it serious. "Harry look at me." I said. He turned his head quickly to me. I looked into his eyes. "I Harry Tomlinson, loves Louis, but I force him to do the things I want him to do, if he doesn't obey, I threaten to kill the fucker. Now you.are home asleep." I said. "I, Harry Tomlinson, loves Louis, but I force him to do things I want him to do, if he doesn't obey, I threaten the fucker. I am at home asleep." Harry repeated. I grinned. Mission Complete.