Louis Tomlinson imagines/BSM/Sickfics

Unwanted Band Member

You walked into the studio you guys had rented out with a tray of Starbucks, but your smile was immediately wiped off your when you saw Louis who was red faced. He looked angry, really angry. "I wanted to put one song on the album is that so much to ask for?" He asked glaring at management. "And seriously? None of you are willing to back me up?" He snapped turning around to face the boys. Harry sighed running his hands over his face. "And you..little miss goody two shoes." Louis said. You could see the anger and sadness in his eyes. You swallowed thickly. "You know what? Forget it." Louis snarled, throwing the book in his hands to the ground. The boys all had guilty expressions on their faces. You placed down the coffee tray, and picked up the book that had been left on the floor skimming over they lyrics, and silently walked over to the piano. It was actually..really good. You felt everyone's eyes on you, and played the soft melody to the song. You looked up once you were done and the room was silent. "You can take my song off that I requested for. Just put this one on. It's good. Really good." You told them. "Thankyou Ms.Y/L/N." Sarah said. You nodded, walking over to the couch the boys were on, and grabbing yours and Louis drink. "Y/N I don't know if..," Niall hesitated. You winked at him, and walked out the door. Louis was sat on the floor his back pressed against the wall, fists clenched, breathing heavily. Louis eyes were red and puffy. "What do you want?" He lashed. You handed him his cup, and sat down beside him. Louis phone buzzed, and he looked down. "You got my song on the albulm?" He mumbled. "Mhm." You hummed taking a sip of your coffee. "It's good Tomlinson. It's really good. And I don't know what your thinking right now, buT I'm thinking I'd like to get back in the studio and sing. So when you cool down, just...Come in." You said. He didn't say anything. You stood up. "And hey.." You said, turning around. "Don't be too angry with the boys yeah? They probably didn't know what to say." You said gently, hoping  you weren't over stepping. You walked back into the room and everyone's heads snapped up. "Can we hear your song?" Harry asked. Management was long gone. "Yeah why not."
You shrugged. You walked into the sound booth slipping the headphones over your ears. "Do you need a count in?" Steve asked. You shook your head, and closed your eyes. And then you sang, getting lost in the medleys and rhythms.  You smiled as you walked out of the sound booth feeling refreshed. "Yeah that's it. I know it's not great. But-." "That was incredible." Louis cut off. You looked at him shocked. What?

Just something that's been sitting for a bit. Let me know what you think. Oh by the way, just in case this was inspired by another story or any prompts, credits to the idea owners. It's been so long I can't remember. Lol. Stay safe, loads of love, Jessica Curtis.