the slight rustle of the sheets awoke me. i turned to see the time. 2:43 am. just a few more hours till the day would begin. as my eyes fell, i hear a tiny whimper. rotating, i see louis with a thin, cold sheet of sweat glazing his forehead. his eyes were scrunched and his brow furrowed. stroking his cheek, he begins to stir awake.
"louis? are you-" i start. he tackles me in a hug cutting off the last word.
"y/n i-i don't know-"
"shhh darling it's ok my love."
he lays in my chest and i play with his hair until we both fall into a *hopefully* dreamless sleep.
a/n: SHORT IKKK BUT I HAVE A WHOLE LIST OF IMAGINES I WANT TO DO
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED ON AND ADDED 'louis partridge imagines" TO A LIST
