You are sitting alone, waiting for Louis. He should have been here by now. You are getting a bit worried because Louis has never been late before. You are just about to call him when your phone rings. It's Harry.
"Hi (Y/N), it's Harry here"
"I know Harry. You saved it yourself as You Know Who." Seriously, who else could have a sense of humor that dorky?(A/N-That dork.*smh*)
"Oh yeah haha. Listen (Y/N), Louis won't be able to make it."
" Why? What happened? Is anything the matter?",you say, worry creeping into your voice.
"Oh no, nothing of the sort. It's just our show will end a bit later than planned and after finishing all the recordings afterwards we just decided to stay the night. Louis couldn't tell you himself, he's a bit.....er.....busy getting ready for the show. OK, listen I gotta go. Bye. Oh, I almost forgot, happy birthday."
"Thanks Haz. Bye." You murmur, relieved. You try not be bothered about the fact that everyone had wished you on your birthday, except Louis. He had promised you two would spend the evening together, but he did not even call. Then you instantly regret thinking that. He must be busy. He is usually very caring and loving, and you know he loves you very much.
Bored, you open your twitter account. Something on the trending page catches your eye. #sorry(Y/N) is trending. You click on it, curious. There on the very top, is a picture of Louis kneeling down and proposing to a girl.In the park where you first met. And not just any girl. It's your best friend.
Louis's POV
Louis is walking around the park with (Y/B/F/N).
She says,"I feel bad lying to (Y/N)."
To which he replies," Well,I don't.After all, I'm here for the one I love."
And then, he turned around, knelt to the ground, pulled out a ring and said to your best friend,
.
.
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"Will you marry me?"
A/N-Video of the chapter^.
There will obviously be part 2,but I left it at a cliffhanger because I'm evil.MUWAHAHA
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FanficA book of one direction imagines and one shots. Probably cliche and carrot, but give it a chonce?
