His Mum Doesn't Like You:
Louis: You're clearing up the dishes after having a meal at Louis' family house, his mum and sisters were all there and it was lovely. You walk into the kitchen and Jay is standing there talking to Louis, she gives you a small smile and leads Louis out of the kitchen. Your face twists in confusion but you shrug it off. You wash the dishes, one by one, scrubbing them until they're crystal clear. After cleaning and putting away the dishes you make your way back through to the dining room to collect the glasses. You make yourself stop at the doorway when you overhear the conversation that Louis is having with his mum. "Louis, I know that you really like her, but the thing I'm trying to say is... I just think she's too out there. I think you could do much better than that, than her, sorry." Your stomach does leaps and twists and your heart drums against your ribs. You can hear the twins laughing and running around upstairs, but you manage to keep your focus on their conversation, "I don't know what to say..." Louis speaks, "that's probably the worst thing you've ever said to me. As soon as I feel happy with someone you turn your back on me, on my future. That's not fair. Fair enough, if you don't like her but at the end of the day (Y/N)'s in a relationship with me. Not you." You can almost feel the negative energy plummeting through the walls, putting an effect on you too. "Louis, I'm your mum and I have to have a say in this, I think she will get bored of you then cheat on you behind your back, and she needs to sort her image out too, she's way too formal with everything, the girl sounds like she's swallowed a bloody dictionary." That was true. You are formal. You were brought up that way, you've always loved your English, you've always managed to get good grades in your English classes and that's something you're proud of. You want them to stop talking so you go through and collect the rest of the glasses and their faces turn to stone when they realise that you heard everything they said. As soon as you come into their gaze you feel uncomfortable, now that you know Jay doesn't like you you're just going to feel rubbish. As you walk back through Louis follows you, "Did you hear everything?" Louis asks. You turn to him and solemnly nod your head, then you pluck the courage, out of where? You don't know. You say to Louis, "I'm sorry that I don't swear in every sentence that comes out of my mouth, I'm sorry that I don't dress in inappropriate clothes and I'm really sorry that I don't live up to expectations." You don't know where the glasses go so after you've washed them you just let them sit on the draining board. Jay is still in the living room, probably thinking about what she's said, or she's hoping that you leave. You stop and look out the window, not knowing what to do. Do you cry? Do you leave? "I can't tell you that what my mum said wasn't true, because it was. I'm sorry." He rushes his words, maybe he feels the same way. You walk out of the kitchen then down the hallway to the front door, Louis close on your heels. "Where're you going?" he asks you as you get your shoes on and get your car keys out of your bag. "I'm going home. My home. My home where I can feel comfortable."
**Hiiii! I'm going to do these in parts because they're all going to be really long. So if I could have some feedback on them that would be great, I would really appreciate some because if you don't like them I wont bother writing the rest of the boys' parts for these. Anyway, I'm going to Florida in two weeks so I'm going to try and get as much updated as possible over the next two weeks. So 5+votes for the next part of the preference?:D**
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