One Direction One Shots

Can't you feel the love tonight? No? Well maybe you should read this instead. These are One Direction fan fictions- and you can have one with yourself in it too if you'd like! From the craziest of settings to the most romantic of dates- you'll find all of these tales and more here!


21. Louis and Rosalie- Roses and Sweatpants

Louis called me this morning with an emergency. He claimed that Harry was hyperventilating violently on the floor. My natural instinct, as any, would be to rush over to their flat- and that’s exactly what I did. There was no ambulance in sight though, in fact it looked dark inside the window. What was going on? I knocked quickly on the door, hoping that Harry was either alright by now or had been taken to the hospital and I was just late. That was before Louis opened the door.

“Lou! Is everything all right? Where’s Harry?” Louis closed the door behind me as I entered the dimly-lit living room.

“He’s over at Liam’s.”

“Is he okay?” I asked frantically. By the way Louis had spoken on the phone earlier, it sounded like Harry was dying!

“Just fine, in fact- more than peachy,” a low chuckle escaped his lips. That’s when I caught on to Lou’s mischievous plan.

“Lou... what are you hiding? I know you planned for me to come over here. Couldn’t it have waited?” He shook his head.

“Nope, I needed you to come over now.”

“And there better be a pretty good explanation as to why?”

“Because... surprise!” He jumped excitedly. Nothing happened. I put my hands on my hips,.

“Come on now Lou, just show me what you were going to before.”

“Alright Rosie, Yeesh- no need to get impatient,” he huffed and let me into the dining room. My mouth fell open at the fully stocked table with romantic candles set on the surface. A bouquet of roses also sat in a gorgeous crystal vase.

“You did this... for me?”

“Yeah, I mean... you probably forgot but,” he messed with the back of his hair nervously, “It’s our 6 month anniversary.” I gasped.

“Oh Lou I’m so sorry I forgot! I’ve been so busy with work lately and now everything with you has been going on and-“

“Hey,” he stepped closer to me and wrapped me in a close hug, “ I totally understand. That’s why I thought that it would be nice to surprise you like this.”

“It’s lovely Lou, thank you.” I kissed his cheek delicately. He escorted me to my chair where we both sat down across from each other. I would occasionally glance up and stare at him for a minute, but I was just mesmerized by how amazing he was. The meal was fantastic; I never knew that Louis could actually cook. Then I realized that Harry had probably helped with the whole thing... cheeky boy.

“How is it?” Of course he asked when my mouth was full. I chewed aggressively so that I could answer.

“Good,” I answered with half a mouthful of food. Louis chuckled. “Harry helped you?” Lou sighed with a wide grin.

“Yeah... you know I can’t cook... safely.” I laughed. Soon we were finished eating and Louis led me to the living room, which the only light source came from the candles in the dining room and the fading light outside of the windows. Before I had finished looking around at the flat, Louis had began to play some romantic-type music and walked towards me with a devilish smirk.

“What’s the music boo?” I said suspiciously.

“Just trying to make it seem more romantic,” he said while slipping his hands around my waist carefully.

“It would feel more romantic if I wasn’t in sweats and a t-shirt,” I said sarcastically while wrapping my own arms around his shoulders so that he pulled me closer to him.

“Hey you look good in anything okay? Just shush...” He said smiling down at me. We swayed back and forth slowly to the music as I knew Lou’s eyes were staring at me constantly.

“Why are you staring so much?”

“Because I can’t believe how beautiful you are...” I looked away, giving off a look that I knew he was joking. “I’m serious Rosalie, how can you not see that?”

“Sorry... “I looked away sheepishly. “Just that you’re the first one to ever call me beautiful or pretty or cute or sweet... any of that stuff Lou! It’s just still a bit hard for me to understand.” Lou nodded slightly.

“Just don’t forget it.” I smiled and looked back up to him.

“I won’t,” and with that, his lips were pressed to mine as he held me close to him. Our lips moved in perfect sync and the butterflies still flew. Who knew that Louis could be an absolute true romantic? Well I sure did. After Lou finally broke the kiss and pressed his forehead to mine, the only thing that I could think of was how perfect he was and how loving his kisses were.

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