louis tomlinson

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rest in peace felicité x



i yawned as louis' phone started ringing, and he reached to pick it up, mumbling "hiya."

"yeah, i'm sat down. i'm with y/n, what's happened?" louis asked, and i gave him a confused look as he reached out to grab my hand.

"fuck. no, no. when?" i saw tears cloud in his eyes and i lightly squeezed his hand.

"how?" louis could barely speak above a whisper.

"fuck." he squeezed his eyes shut to mumble, "bye."

i moves closer to him, and cupped his face with my hands, gently encouraging him to look at me, a single tear falling from his eyes as he whispered, "felicité's dead."

i felt my heart break for him, and i mumbled, "oh my god." as i pulled him into a hug, his arms wrapping around my waist as i straddled him, his head buried in my shoulder as the two of us stayed still and silent, but comfortable in our sadness, together.



"louis." i whispered after about five minutes, "how?"

"they think cardiac arrest."

"i'm so so sorry, baby boy." i said, tears clouding my eyes, as i was quite close to felicité as well, and it hurt me so much to see the pain louis was going through, "you don't deserve any of the shit that's happened in the last three years." i held his face gently, his eyes squeezed shut.

"what do you want to do? do you need anything? i can-"

"please, um, can you just cuddle me." he said in a small voice, my heart softening at his vulnerability.

"of course, lou. if you want anything at all, just let me know, okay? i'm here for you baby, just tell me what you need."

"thank you." he said softly.

"lets go to bed, lou. it's 2am, and you'll be more comfortable. you need some sleep." i got off him and grabbed his hand, leading him upstairs to our bedroom and laying down with him.

"let me spoon you." i suggested softly, as he was always the one to cuddle me, but he deserved some love this time, and he gave me a soft smile, allowing me to cuddle up behind him and wrap my arm over his waist.



about ten minutes later, louis turned over so he was facing me, tears in his eyes as he mumbled, "i need to hold you." and i cuddled into his chest as his arm went around me gently.

i looked up at his face, raising a hand to gently brush his tears away with my thumb, "close your eyes, lou." i encouraged softly, and i stayed awake watching him for a while, until he fell asleep.

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