𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏 / 𝑳.𝑷 / louis x reader

5 - deja vu

1 week and 3 days later

me and louis have been hanging out most days, even if not hanging, i bump into him almost, everywhere.

and i mean that.

right now i'm getting ready for dinner with millie, noah and of course, louis.

i mean, i don't mind having him. but i still can't get over the fact that i cried into his chest and hugged him in the middle of the night last week.

not to mention the moon litterally shined on us.

so movie like right? no. ew. it sounds weird.

i wear a bright red dress that goes down just above my knees, then i curl my hair and wear hoops.

i feel so pretty when i dress up. i feel like a model. or an actress.

i look into the mirror.

do i need more makeup? should i change my dress? are my shoulders showing to much? are my breasts to small? are they too big? can you see my stomach? is my dress to short? does it reveal to much? am i considered a slut? should i change? are my hoops to big? do they suit the dress? are my heels nice? is my hair okay? should i straighten it? should i keep my natural hair? should i go? should i cancel? i'll just tell mills i don't feel well an-

"y/n!" i hear a voice.

"coming!" i shout back down.

i grab my purse, brush dust off my dress, fix my hoops, put my hair slightly on my shoulders, put my heels on, then go down.

"y/n hur-" ari says and walk down.

"do i look okay?" i ask ari.

"is that even a question?" says a thick british voice from the door.

i quickly turn to see louis. he's wearing a white shirt with cream trousers and a black belt. his hair looks soft as always and he is leaning against the door, looking at me in a admiring way.

"c'mon. let's go. we don't wanna be late." he smiles and hold his arm out.

i smirk then take it as we walk off to his car.

when we reach the car, he lets go of my arm and opens the car door.

"m'lady." he bows.

i give a small laugh and say, "such a gentleman you are, partridge."

" of course. did you think i was an asshole who doesn't even open a car door for the y/n grande?"

i chuckle as he closed the door and runs around the car to come over to the drivers seat.

"shall we go?" he says in a jokey way.

"we shall." i laugh.

~

we arrive and i see the paparazzi from the car then i start to get nervous. louis notices and takes my hand from my lap. i feel his soft touch on my hand and let out a small gasp, but he didn't hear due to the sound from outside.

"hey. your okay." he softly smiles at me. i look up at his face.

when he took my hand i feel a little more calm and breath.

"okay i'm ready." i say.

we get out and louis rushed over to me to keep paparazzi out my face.

"y/n- is it true your dating louis?"

"y/n how do you feel about your sisters new boyfriend!?"

"y/n-"

we rush inside before anyone else asks anymore questions.