Louis partridge imagines

Missing

Louis partridge
Warning: child going missing idk

Y/n Pov:

Setting down my bag then sliding off my shoes. My toes stretching for a second. Taking of my jacket then glancing around the silent house. "James" I call out for my son.

With no response I head up to his bedroom, knocking on the door then opening it. About to speak again but realize he isn't there. Maybe he's walking home I thought to myself walking into the kitchen.

Usually I have our babysitter lily pick him up from his daycare but she might not have today. My mind has been to busy with work to mange James myself or keep track of his schedule.

Going up to my bedroom to clean myself up for the night. Taking a shower then changing into comfy clothes.

(Time skip)

It's been an hour. The sun it's setting and James still hasn't showed up. Panic runs through my veins, pacing around the house. A phone in hand finally pressing the call button after calling the cops.

My hands shaking slightly "hi my son is messing. He was supposed to be home an hour ago and he's still not here" my voice shaky I say to the woman on the phone.

"0k stay calm we will send someone right now" she says "would you like to stay on the phone" she offers.

"N-no I'm fine" I say hanging up. Waiting anxiously at the dinner table someone opens the door.

Walking quickly to the door. Louis set down his stuff then takes off his jacket. "Hey love" he hugs me immediately.

Before calling the cops I called him and told him the situation. "Hi" my voice shaky into his chest.

He pulls away for a second "how are you doing" he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.

I start to shake my head 'no'. "I'm such an idiot. I should have picked him up myself or not let him walk home" holding back tears I say.

"No no this isn't you fault" he says wanting to continue but interrupted by a knock at the door.

"Stay here" he mumbles walking to the door. Letting out a sigh he see the officer at the door. "Oh hi come in" he opens the door more for him to walk in.

"Ya so we have a missing kid right" he pulls out a notepad starting to right stuff down.

"Y-ya" I mumble slightly.

"Ok do you remember what he was wearing" he asked looking at the two of us.

"Uh a blue beanie a-and uh probably j-jeans" I trying to think but nothing comes. "I-I don't remember what shirt he was wearing" running my fingers through my hair out of frustration.

Louis rubs my back trying to comfort me. "Ok and has he walked home before" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Y-ya a few times. But I'm not sure he walked home" I fiddle with my hands.

"Got it. You two hold on here I'm going to call more people to come here and check around the neighborhood" the officer says standing up and walking to the kitchen.

The time passes, more cops fill the home quickly. They've check the root from the daycare to the house multiple times. Walking up the bedroom, pushing past the few cops in the way.

Finally getting to the bedroom, throwing on a sweatshirt then sitting one the bed. What if we never find him? Where could he be? Did someone take him? Unanswered questions filling my mind tears fulling my eyes.

Sniffling as someone walks into the bedroom. Rubbing my eyes then looking up I see Louis standing that the door way.

He comes over to me then leans down. "Hey it's going to be ok. We gonna find him" he whisper.

"How do you know that" I cry to him.

"It's my superpower" he wipes a tear from my check.

A small smile crawls onto my lips. "Come here" he pulls me into his arms for a hug.

Louis's embrace warm and comforting. Leaning into his touch more we sit there for a moment till someone knocks on the door. I keep my head on his shoulder not wanting to expose my tears.

"We found him" the officer says from the doorway making my head snap in their direction.

"Really" Louis and I stand up walking to down the stairs.

"Yep seems he got a bus and it went to the other side of London. One of my guys is bring him here right now" they say as we get to the living room.

Minutes pass as the door opens and I see James next to the man who brought him here. "Oh oh my god" I mumble walking over to him and taking him into my arms.

His small body in my arm making me more relieved. Pulling away for a moment to look at him "are you hurt at all?" I mumble looking at his body for bruises or anything.

"Mom I'm fine" he sighs looking around. I move away for a second so Louis can hug him.

"Hey buddy" he pulls away quickly putting a hand on the back of his head.

"Hi dad" he mumbles looking down.

Once the police ask us a few more questions then leave. We found out that James took the bus but ended up on the wrong one. "Come on lets get you to bed" I say as Louis following me to his bedroom.

Once we tuck him in the turn off the lights, I let out a sigh. As we both walk to the bedroom as I sit on the edge of the bed and Louis walks to the closet.

"Hey" he comes back and pulls up me. Taking me into his embrace "it's not your fault you know" he kisses my forehead.

"I feel like a bad mom I mean how do you lose your own child" I speak upset.

"No you are an amazing mother" he leans down a little to kiss me. Placing his lips on mine softly, I wrapped my arms around his neck to deepen it. The he pulls away "it's not your fault ok?" He says. I nod my head laying onto the bed.

He slips into the covers his arms sliding his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. His head on my shoulder "I love you and I'm so proud of you" he whispers softly.

My head turns in his direction "I love you too and thank you" running my fingers through his hair. He groans softly at the touch his eyes closing and falling asleep.

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Hi

I literally don't have any ideas 🦧

Do you like it better when it's y/n POV or 3rd POV or does it not matter?