Louis Tomlinson Imagines

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"Come on, Louis, just talk to me!" I whined into the phone, leaving my boyfriend a voicemail for probably the millionth time. It was killing me that he was ignoring me. My parents didn't approve of him, but I didn't want to tell him that, so I made up a lie so my parents wouldn't be disappointed in me. The lie was that my ex-boyfriend had been hanging out around my house.

Louis was the jealous type, and hasn't returned any of my calls. I just realized how selfish I was being and how much I loved Louis. Now, I was sitting with my best friend watching our favorite movie, Scream 4. It was a Saturday night, and we had nothing better to do than watch scary movies in our pj's. A giant bowl of M&Ms sat between us as I nervously chewed on my fingernails. As one of the girls got stabbed, I screamed and fell off the couch, my best friend bursting out laughing at me. She didn't get scared at all.

Just then, the sound of the door creaking open made us freeze. I paused the movie, and the house became eerily quiet. Footsteps patted along the wooden flooring and got closer and closer.

"y/n?" A voice asked. I stood up slowly, and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Louis standing there.

"You scared the shit out of me!" I yelled at him, and he fought a smile.

"What were you two going? And why were you on the floor?"

"We were watching Scream 4. I got scared and fell off the couch." I explained crossing my arms.

"I'm just gonna go on home..." My friend said awkwardly, gathering her things and leaving Louis and I alone standing in the middle of the living room. I but my lip, the awkward silence building.

"Why haven't you called me back?" I demanded, tears stinging my eyes.

Louis frowned, "Why do you think? It's not my fault you're still into your ex!"

"Louis that was a lie!" I cried, trying to make him understand. His eyes softened and he pulled me so we were sitting on the couch.

"What?"

"I lied to you because...because my parents don't like you. I made that up so they would be proud of me." I sighed, a tear running down.

Louis wiped it away with his thumb and cupped my cheek. "Babe, its okay."

I smiled slightly. "Yeah?"

"Yeah. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Louis. I'm really sorry."

He leaned in and kissed me softly, then pulled away. I glanced into his blue eyes then my gaze flicked to his lips, and then I smashed my lips to his again.

"Please don't let me go." I whispered.

"Don't worry. I won't, I'm tired of feeling alone."