1D Imagines <3

in fifteen years...

You're a single mom in the big city, life sucks, and your one and only daughter is a brat. She struts home from school one day with a boy, and three weeks later she's pregnant. Since you and your daughter finally have something in common, you sit down and have a chat. You invite the boy and his single father over for drinks. Moments before their arrival, you ask your daughter what the boy's name is. "Freddie" she replies. Freddie and his father arrive to your home, so you go greet them with a tray of hot tea. You see the father and drop the tray of tea, burning everyone in the room. Louis Tomlinson looks at you with a familiar expression. Your jaw drops and you collapse onto the ground and die. Your name is Brianna, Freddie is your son, and your grandchild is born out of incest. The end.