One Direction Imagines/Preferences :) (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Louis Imagine for @DoctorBellaPotter

Louis Imagine for Sylvia :)

**Sylvia's P.O.V.**

"Sylvia! When will you be home?" Louis whined over the phone as I chuckled.

"I'm literally down the street," I laughed, hanging up on him. I turned onto my driveway, and walked up to the door, jumping a little when it swung open in front of me. There stood Louis, arms crossed and a playful smirk on his face.

"Well that was rude," he exclaimed, wrapping me in a hug and dragging me into the house.

"Hush, I'm tired."

"I hope you're not too tired," he replied, taking my school books from me and carrying them into the house. "I planned a wonderful night for us."

"Did you now?" I raised my eyebrows, and Louis nodded, dragging me by the hand into the kitchen. I looked around, noticing all different ingredients and bowls and spoons.

"Louis," I trailed off, eying the brownie mixes and cookie doughs.

"Let's bake, Sylvia! Please! I went out and bought cookie cutters too!" he pleaded, even going as far as to give me puppy dog eyes. I smiled, nodding excitedly. Sweets are my weak spot, and baking with Louis just added up to fun.

"What's first, then, love? Cookies, cupcakes, or brownies?"

"I'm in the mood for cupcakes right now," I responded, grabbing the flour and opening the bag. A puff of air shot up, hitting Louis and I in the face. "Wow. We can't eve start baking before food goes everywhere," I laughed, and Louis reached into the bag before dabbing his finger on my nose.

"Frosty the Snowman," he sang and I closed my eyes, letting out a breathy laugh.

"One, it's June. Two, you're a dork," I said before pouring different ingredients into the bowl. I was pouring the mixture into the cupcake containers when Louis called me over to the island. "What is it now?"

"We have time to make one of these cookies before my next activity," he replied, his whole body shifting from side to side in excitement.

"Well then we gotta go with the original," I answered, pointing towards the chocolate chip cookie recipe. Louis grabbed my hand as I went to go finish the cupcakes, slowly raising it to his lips and kissing the back of my hand, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt my cheeks heat up from the intimacy of the act, and Louis chuckled, his chest shaking lightly.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his thumb gently glazing over the back of my hand. I felt my cheeks redden again, and my breath caught in my throat, like it always does when he compliments me. I really don't know how he finds me attractive right now. My hair is in a messy bun, my makeup is mostly fading due to my long day, and I more than likely smelled like coffee because of my job at the local cafe down the street. "I know what you're thinking right now. But you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," he reassured, taking a step closer to me so that our chests were brushing up against each other. His hand gently reached under my chin and he pushed my face up lightly so that my lips would press lightly against his.