“Would you please just wait a minute?” He calls after you as you run up to you and Louis’ bedroom. You saw a tabloid that afternoon that had a headline saying, ‘LOUIS TOMLINSON- IS HE DUMPING HIS GF?’
“No.” You reply angrily, tears in your eyes. You didn’t turn to look at him; you just begin to pack a suitcase. “STOP!” He yells, pulling you away from the bag. Louis turns you around to face him.
“Let. Me. Go.” You demand. Instead, he kisses you. He let’s go with a smirk. “Nah.”
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Short, yes. Good, maybe. Last, NO. Next next imagine is a Liam one.
