Louis Imagine

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"Louis!" I scream, furious at his actions. Just last week we got into this same argument and I'm sick of it. "You promised me you would stop smoking!"

He rolls his eyes and shuffles clearly irritated into the bedroom. Plopping down on the comforter, Louis rubs his eyes in a stressed manor.

"Look y/n, I just needed to do it, I'm sorry," he admits as though his words seemed a bit forced.

"Louis you lied to me! I'm only helping you!"

"I never asked for your help!" He shouts, springing up from the bed clearly getting more infuriated. "I'm living my own life and there's nothing you can do about it, okay? Just stop being so controlling, you're suffocating me!"

"Well if you don't need me, what am I still doing here Louis? We're in a relationship, a relationship consists of two people throwing out their cons to live together, and I don't think you're able to do that. Do you honestly even care about me? For God's sake, we've been dating for how long and you don't even care about me?! What's the matter with you?! I can't-" During my rant Louis face turned from angry to beat red pissed. His face scrunched and his fists crunched into two right balls.

I was cut off short by a blistering feeling of something slapped against my cheek with full force, knocking me to the wooden plated floor. I look up to see Louis, with wide eyes of disbelief, he looks to his muscular hand in astonishment. I can already feel my cheek throb in pain and my eyes begin to water. My mind begins to race with all different conclusions just trying to diminish the fact that he didn't actually do it. No, he couldn't have. The boy I've loved since seventh grade, the boy who lights up my world with a sudden smile. I keep on drawing different answers in my head as to why I'm in so much agony, but there's only one true answer that could possibly solve this mystery.

Louis, just hit me.

"Y-y/n," he chokes with tears welding up in his eyes. "I-I'm so sorry I don't know what came over me I-I"

I slowly rise up to my feet, my legs shake like breakable twigs in the process. Without a word I calmly walk out of the room leaving him there speechless. Within a few short moments I feel a warm shaky hand softly reach out for my wrist as I swiftly turn on my feet gazing strait in to his red glazed ocean eyes.

"Y-You hit me Lou," I cried. Louis reached his twitching hand up to my red, stinging cheek. "You promised you would never hurt me." I whined shifting myself away from his untrusting touch.

"I know, baby. I'm so sorry please, I love you, please forgive me," He begs. "I'll do anything, I'll stop smoking, I'll be the best for you. Please, please don't leave me."

My mind is at a loss. He seems so concerned, he looks as though he's tearing himself apart inside, I just can't do this. I never thought he would do this. Sure, Louis has gotten mad at me, but I've never had any fear of him physically damaging me. I just don't think I can't trust him anymore.

"I can't do this anymore," I say looking down to the ground, "I just can't bring myself to trust you."

"Please y/n please, I'd do anything. You're my life, my world, my rock. You're my everything. Please I can't live this life without you. You make me smile when there's absolutely nothing happy in me, you make my heart beat when life has frozen it over, you make me, me. Please just give me one more chance." Louis pleads uncontrollably, tears drain down his blazing red cheeks.

"I'm sorry," I sigh, slowly turning around, adjusting my coat for the cold night air. I leave the house, the memories and the boy who's stolen my heart all behind as the front door creaks to a sudden slam.

(Lyss)
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