One Direction Imagines/Preferences :) (REQUESTS CLOSED)

Louis Imagine for @ImagineRose245

Louis Imagine for Josie :)

**Josie's P.O.V.**

Today was the day, the day that every girl dreams of for as long as she can remember: Her wedding day. And I had the privilege of marrying the sweetest, funniest, and hottest guy on Earth. Louis Tomlinson.

"To even think!" my best friend shouted as she styled my hair. "In less than two hours, you're going to be Josie Tomlinson!" she squealed, and I chuckled, smiling to myself. "In less than two hours, you're going to be married, dedicating the rest of your life to one person. You're going to have a family and have to look after your kids while jugging a job too. Oh, Josie, you're going to be just like those mothers and wives we watch in those sappy chick flicks we like. Not the mothers that like give up and run out and cheat and stuff, but the loving ones that worry all the time about her kids and cook wonderful meals for her family," she ranted, not noticing how nervous you had become during her speech.

"Damn. I'm next. I called it!" she screamed out to the other bridesmaids, who all chuckled.

"You can be next, Y/F/N. I'm not ready for that kind of commitment yet," your other friend commented as she perfected her makeup.

I could feel myself start to breathe heavier, and my hands started to feel all clammy.

"Hey, Josie. You okay?" Y/F/N asked, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

I nodded dumbly, already standing up from my chair and heading towards the door. "Yeah, give me a minute," I whispered so low that I doubt they could even hear me. I immediately walked through the corridors of the venue before sinking to the ground in the middle of a deserted hallway, my robe pooling around me.

I heaved in a giant breath, trying to stop the sobs that threatened to wrack through my body and ruin my makeup. I pulled my knees up to my chin and worked on my breathing, but I couldn't help but think about what Y/F/N had said.

I had no doubts that Louis was the one I wanted to marry and start a family with. I was more scared of all the responsibility of handling a new marriage and a job and a family all at once. Not to mention, Louis' fans would always be there. I was scared to failing, of being a horrible wife and mother, and failure was something I didn't handle well.

I let a few tears slip before I heard my name being called, and my head snapped up to see Louis jogging over to me, his hair wet and his body clad in a t-shirt and sweats. He stopped when he reached me, sliding down the wall next to me.

"Y/F/N called and said you walked down and that you didn't look good. Were you-. Were you walking out on me?" he asked breathlessly, his piercing blue eyes studying me hard.

I shook my head violently, not wanting Louis to get the idea that I didn't love him enough to marry him. "No! I'm just scared."

"Of what, love?" he asked gently, his hand gently rubbing my knee in comfort.

"I don't know. I just don't want to disappoint you as a wife or as a mother. I don't wanna be the laughing stock of everything. I don't wanna mess this up because you're the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I don't wanna lose you because of mistakes I might make in the future."

Louis was silent for a few minutes before he took my face in his hands and placed a very passionate and loving kiss on my lips. It felt like he was pouring all of his love into this one kiss, and as I fluttered my eyes closed and kissed him back, I realized that no matter how many mistakes I made or how many obstacles we have to cross, Louis would keep loving me no matter what. And I would always love him.

"Do you remember what I said to you at the end of our first date?" he asked me as soon as we broke apart. I scrunched my eyebrows together as he continued on. "Love isn't something you find."

"Love is something that finds you," I finished, nodding my head at the phrase.

"I am so happy that you found me," Louis mumbled, pressing his lips to yours again. "I don't care how much we screw up or how many meals your burn. I will always love you, and I have ever since the end of our first date even though it wasn't perfectly clear at the time. You're the one I want to go house hunting with and start a family and with and go old with. You're not getting rid of me that easily, Josie," he finished, kissing my nose at the end. I smiled at my fiance, pressing my lips once more to his gently.

"Will you marry me again?" Louis asked with a smirk, and I rolled my eyes, nodding my head.

"Sorry for my freak-out."

"It's all good. I'm glad I could bring you back to yours senses," he joked, helping me to my feet. "By the way, you look beautiful."

My eyes widened, and I gasped, slapping his arm. "Oh shit! You're not supposed to see me! It's bad luck!"

Louis rolled his eyes, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close. "I don't believe in that shit. And you still look beautiful, Mrs. Tomlinson."

"Not yet," I laughed, pushing away from him before leaning up and kissing his cheek. "Ready to get married?"

"I've been ready for a long time."

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Here's your imagine, Josie! Hope you like it!

All these Louis girls are blowing up my requests lol

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