Louis Partridge imagines you can think about before you go to sleep...
I try my best to post but I am in School and i don't have a lot of free time to write :-)
This is kind of on a pause cuz Im struggling to finish up all the parts I have drafted:...
"What are you thinking about?" Y/N whispered and stroked the back of my hand. I didn't respond I just looked at her. We were having a picnic in the sunset. She was laying with her head on my stomach looking up in the sky. Her hair was braided in two messy braids I had attempted to do on her. They didn't look as good as when she did them herself but she had kept them in. She was wearing a really pretty silky blue dress and white converse. She looked so incredibly beautiful laying there.
She was so utterly consumed by the sky, but as beautiful as the sky was I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I wanted to pull her closer and kiss her on her beautiful lips, which I thought would be so incredibly soft to kiss.
But I couldn't, I was too scared.
She was my best friend since... since forever.
I shouldn't feel this way about her I really shouldn't. But I couldn't do anything about it, she had slowly worked her way to my heart and she wasn't going to let me go. Her smile, her laugh, the way she wrinkled her nose when something tasted bad, and even the way she looked at me when I did something stupid. Everything.
"Partridge?" she whispered again, pulling me out of my own thoughts. "Hello, Mr pretty boy.. you there" she smiled and waved at me. I slightly smiled and blushed a little, she had sat up which made me a little sad. She smiled her beautiful smile as she said "the sky is beautiful tonight, don't you think". "hmmm" I grumbled and looked at the sky for the first time. It was really pretty but my eyes were quickly drawn back to her. But she caught me she wasn't looking at the sky anymore she was looking at me. It was like she knew my eyes would wander back to her.
I quickly looked away but it was too late. She had caught me, but it was like she looked away too. I furrowed my brows and looked back at her, she was looked at her fingers fiddling with her rings, she was... blushing?... She shook her head and laid back down on my stomach.
And I got butterflies again. Damn it...
We laid there in silence for another 15 minutes, it was so comfortable I just wanted to stay there with her forever.
But the sun had worked its way down and it was starting to get dark, and a little cold. She sat up and hugged herself a little, "it's getting cold, don't you think?" she whispered. "Here take my sweatshirt" I smiled and handed her my dark blue sweatshirt. "Oh, thank you" she smiled and slipped it on. It was pretty big on her but I think she pulled it off. It complimented her light blue dress and beautiful figure.
I looked up at the sky, trying not to create another awkward situation. "Lou" Y/N touched my shoulder, "Hmmm" I looked back at her. She took a deep breath and whispered "sorry". She leaned in over me and I felt my heart beat faster. Then she pressed her lips against mine.
I didn't think her lips were soft.
I knew it.
I kissed her back and sitting up, not breaking the kiss once. I put my hand on her neck and stroked her chin as I pulled her a little closer. I smiled into the kiss, and I could feel her do the same. It felt like fireworks were exploding inside of me.
Then I remembered I slowly pulled away from the kiss and looked at the time, "God Y/N/N, we need to get going if we want to catch the fireworks on the bridge". She nodded, I knew what she was thinking so I quickly stood up and reached for her hand. She blushed and took it, I pulled her up and kissed her one more time before we quickly gathered our stuff and ran hand in hand to the bridge.
When we got there I took a deep breath and said "two seconds". I quickly ran to one of the little boutiques on the market. I bought a big cotton candy stick and went back to Y/N.
"Ma' lady," I said and handed her the cotton candy. Smiled, "thank you kind sir, and how would you know I adore these pure sugar clouds," she asked and played along. "Oh miss Styles, I have my sources," I said and we both broke down laughing.
"Look at that one, Lou... It's so pretty" Y/n was so excited, she loved firework. I smiled as I looked at her. "I think I see a prettier one," I said, "where," she said and looked around. When she saw staring at her she blushed, "stop, you're so cliche". I laughed, "I'll be cliche if I have to", "what's that supposed to mean?" she wondered. "You're in love with cliche books and songs, so if I'm cliche I might have a slight chance", she blushed and laid her arms around my neck. "You know, even if you weren't that cliche you would have a chance" she smiled at me, "Ohhh Mr partridge is blushing... Didn't think you could do that" she giggled. "Oh shut it" I mumbled, "make me" she laughed. I lifted an eyebrow and kissed her. She stood up on her toes and kissed me back. It felt so surreal, I was kissing Y/N... How I managed to pull that off I have no idea.
"Louis! God" Y/N laughed as the self-timer clicked a photo of us kissing. "Now I can show you off to everyone" I whispered. She blushed and hugged me. When we went to bed Y/N mumbled "this was properly the best day I've ever..." when she didn't finish I looked down at her. She fell asleep. I pulled her closer and kissed her hair. It had been the best day ever.
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