One Direction Imagines

Paul IS BAE -Louis-

PAUL IS BAE. Just saying...

Hannah, this is all yours.

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Paul The Bae's P.O.V

"Zayn?" He nodded and ran his hand down his shirt, straightening it.

"Niall?" The blue eyed Irish boy nodded and smiled.

"Liam?" The door opened and his head popped in.

"Sorry I'm late!"

"Get back to Lou." I ordered and he nodded.

"Harry." He nodded and ran a hand through his brown curls and shook his head slightly to the side.

"And Louis?" The boys looked around them, but no Louis.

"Where's Y/n?" I asked, thinking he'd be with her.

"Right here, Paul." I turned and smiled at the beautiful young girl.

"So, she's not with Lou...then where's he?" Niall asked. I held up and finger and went back to the dressing rooms to hear a hard pounding.

"What the hell?" I opened the door to see Louis with Ms. Eleanor Calder.

"Paul-" I shut the door and started walking. Poor Y/n.

Your P.O.V

"You guys have to get onstage soon." You said, worriedly, Lou hadn't showed yet and the crowd was probably anxious.

"Hey!" You waved to Louis who arrived in and smiled. He smiled back at you and blew a kiss.

"See ya after babe."

***

I sat down on my sofa and shook my head.

"How could you Louis?" You whispered, wiping your tears.

Knock, knock.

You slowly walked to the door and opened it.

"Y/n. Why did you leave?" You sniffles slightly as you stared at the ground.

"Paul...he told me. That you were doing things we've never done with Eleanor." You whispered.

"Y/n-"

"Save it, Louis. I thought you loved me too." You stepped back and shut the door and locked it. You let your face scrunch up into probably the ugliest crying face and plopped onto your sofa and cried into the pillow.

*** 5 months later...

"Hello, Ms.Y/l/n." You nodded to the receptionest and headed to the elevator. She knew your company had a big meeting, which was only you they sent, with this company. You reached the 32nd floor and knocked on the door of the said "President of Sass", a fashion company named 'Sass', it was weird, but suited the designs.

"Come in." You opened the door and closed it behind you. There was a familiar male figure standing by the window, and you couldn't believe your eyes.

"Louis?" He turned around, his blue eyes wide.

"Y/N?" You licked your lips and bit your lip.

"Should I-"

"Sit." He ordered, not meanly, but firmly. You hurried to sit in the chair before his desk. You wacthed him out of the corner of your eye.

"So, Y/n Y/l/n is the assistant of the CEO of 'Clora Magazine Industries'?" You nodded and looked down at your folders.

"Yes." You were ordered to treat this man with respect at all costs and whatever he said, you would do, or you'd be fired.

"Hmmm...so I can assume that whenever I want this meeting to be over, it will be over?" You heard the sounds of his shoes, but had no idea of where he was in the room.

"Yes, Mr. Tomlinson." He finally was in your sight and sat at his desk.

"And Mr.Cohma wanted you to see me because?" Your fingers fumbled for the correct paperwork in your folders.

"U-Uhm, he w-wanted to, u-uh-" You glanced up to see him hold up his hand, signalling for you to stop.

"I know already." Your furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

"T-Then why-"

"Shh. You've grown to talk too much." You silenced yourself and put your papers back as quick as possible.

"Mr.Cohma wants to have my fashions featured in his magazine. Correct?" You nodded, your body stiff as a stick.

"Yes, sir. It would mean a lot to my boss." You said, quietly. The corners of his mouth tilted up.

"Would you do me a favor?"

"Anything." You said that just a bit too quickly and you could see the laughter in his eyes.

"Come sit here." He patted his lap. Your eyes widened.

"Mr. Tomlinson. I'm not sure that's necessary."

"It is when you're in my presence." You slowly stood and put your items down on his desk and made your way over to him. You stared down at him for confirmation and he patted his leg once again. You bit your lip and sat on his firm legs.

"Your hair has gotten longer y/n, your legs longer, and your bum...firm as ever." His hands landed on your hips and you held in a gasp.

"Mr. Tomlinson-"

"Louis. Call me Lou, Y/n." He ordered as his lips landed on your neck.

"Louis." You moaned as you leaned further back into his chest.

"Y/N, I've missed you." He said against your skin.

"I've missed you too, Lou."

"Come back to me?" You nodded.

"Yes."

Okaydokie! :)

MH xx