Preferences/Imagines w/ one direction.

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23. Paradise w/ Louis.

23# Paradise - Louis Tomlinson

 

Note: People asked me to update, but i didn't know what to update. And this came out "Paradise". Sorry it was so short, but i had no ideas...

 

“What do you want?” I snapped. “Oh c’mon babe, please forgive me?” He yelled through the door. It would’ve been fine if this was the first time, maybe even the second time. But it wasn’t. That’s just the thing, it was the fourth time this week he’d come home late. And by late, I don’t mean half an hour or an hour late, I mean two, three hours late. This had caused too many tears, to many profanities to leave each others lips, too many nights of sleeping in separate parts of the house and too many nights of staying at different friends’ houses. But could I give in? More or less, could I blame myself for being angry at him? Yes, I loved him to death, but how much longer could I hang on? “Y/N?” He called, still in the same spot behind the locked door. I slowly let a breath seep from my mouth and out of my slightly parted lips. Its amazing how he did this. All he had to do was call my name that way and I melted. I would close my eyes and imagine him from the other side of the door, his eyes brimmed with tears, his cheeks stained with the very few tears which refused to stay and his hair messy from his hands running through it repeatedly. Without even consciously knowing, I found myself slowly walking towards the door and quietly unlocking it. I held the cold door nob in my hand and carefully twisted it, pulling the door open to revile the image I had painted in my head. “Louis?” I whispered into the cold air of our corridor. He looked up and swiftly walked to me, enveloping me in a warm embrace. He started mumbling, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m…” “Louis,” I cut him off, “Its ok, I understand work runs overtime somedays, I overreacted, I’m sorry.” I closed my eyes and hugged him back, enjoying the moment. He then lifted my head with his finger and placed a warm, delicate kiss on my lips. As our lips parted, our foreheads rested upon one another. “Movie?” He asked, his big blue eyes looking right into mine. “Yes, please.” I replied. And with that, we walked, hand in hand, down the corridor and into the lounge room. We ended up falling asleep on the couch, his arms wrapped around my body which rested on top of his firm torso. Sometimes we find ourselves walking astray, without each other, but we always end up finding ourselves back in the warm and comforting paradise of each other’s arms.

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