Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine:
“You better turn around quickly, I don’t want you to fall over!” With a vague sight, like mist looming in front of your eyes, you see your best friend grabbing your wrist.
People that are calmly shopping should use this street. Mothers and their babies in prams, ready to go home. Or probably even stressful businessman and –women. But definitely not hyper fangirls.
This is absolutely one of the craziest things you’ve ever experienced. You’ve just gone to London with your best friend to have fun, to have dinner somewhere, go out for the night and visit a club. None of you would have ever thought about discovering a bunch of fangirls, screaming loudly in front of your favourite nightspot. The street is undoubtedly filled to overflowing.
“Wait, we could go that wa-… Some girl almost punches you in the face with her elbow and you recoil, so your friend’s grip around your wrist loosens.
“Turn around!” Your friend panicky shouts. A second girl’s elbow is on its way to hit you in the eyes and you try to avoid it. This time it doesn’t work out that nicely for you though.
“Autch! Seriously, what the…” For a second you grab your nose, which almost feels like it’s bleeding, with both your hands. It doesn’t take long before you realize you’ve lost your friend in the crowd. How will you even be able to find her in this misery? A stab in your tummy causes you to drop your handbag. You quickly try to grab it from the ground and try to find a way through the large amount of girls. It isn’t kind of an achievement though, because you only walk three steps forward and stumble already. With your hands you try to protect your head. You cringe as certain feet of unsuspecting people come down on your back and utter something totally not understandable. An infernal pain goes through your ankle and you’re not able to move. All of a sudden, your sight darkens and eventually you can’t see anything no more.

“I wish she would wake up again!” A well-known voice sounds, almost begging. For a moment you’re confused. Who needs to wake up? You try to open your eyes, but nothing happens, your eyelids feel extremely heavy, it’s like they’re sewn together. Just now you notice you’re lying on a soft surface. It feels like a bed. And that might be it.
“I think she’s awake.” Another voice sounds relieved. It happens to work to open your eyes right now, just a little, so you’re able to see through your eyelashes. The sudden bright light kind of hurts and makes you feel like you’re having one of these bad headaches. The only things you discover are a large, strange thing around your leg and a white blanket covering your body. Oh, and the two black silhouettes at the front of your bed should be people.
“Hello, can you hear me?” The worried voice you’ve heard earlier speaks. A black silhouette leans over your bed. An itchy feeling shows up in your nostrils and you sneeze, most probably into the person’s face.
“Oh dear, she’s awake!” A woman’s voice laughs. Only now you notice the heavy pains in your leg, with the plaster around it. It feels like ten thousands of sharp knives are stabbed into your ankle.
Involuntary you get up, but it hurts too much to stay that way and you fall back onto the cushions. While doing that, your eyes immediately open widely.
Your heart skips a beat as you notice the guy waiting here next to your sickbed. You actually could have never dreamt about meeting this lad, not to mention the way in which you meet him right now. How did you end up in this bed anyway?
Louis Tomlinson.
The voice in your head keeps repeating is name. A pair of blue eyes watches you, almost anxiously and Louis smiles a little bit. You want to say something, but there’s not a single word that finds its way to the exit that’s your mouth. Louis leans over you again and you turn red, realizing you’ve just sneezed into his face.
“You don’t have to say anything, just rest for a while.” He gestures at another pillow, but you refuse his offer. How can you even lie down uncomfortably with such a sight in front of you?
“Just leave her alone now, young man. She needs her rest.” You turn your head around and have a look at the strict-looking nurse, sitting next to Louis. Louis shrugs and stands up, looking at you apologetically. Just as he almost reaches the door, you pronounce a soft ‘no’. The nurse watches you severely from beneath her glasses, mumbles something like ‘fine with me’ and leaves the room, closing the door behind her.
You’re alone now with Louis in one room. You can’t help it, but the thought makes your heart beat faster and louder.
“I want to know what happened”, you say laboriously, but determined. Louis sits down onto your bed, the edge of it. My god, he looks breathtakingly handsome today! You force yourself not to stare at him too much and watch your hands as an alternative.
“Well”, Louis starts, fortunately not able to read your thoughts, “I bet you know why the streets were filled with teenage girls this noon?” You grin weakly.
“I think I might understand why now, yes.” Louis smiles and looks at your face, which takes your breath away for a millisecond.
“I saw you passing out in between of a few girls.” You can’t simply look away from his beautiful blue eyes, but listen closely to the story he’s telling. “I actually didn’t hesitate at all, I immediately decided to help you. I picked you up and got you to the left side of the road.” The last sentence is spoken out like it is nothing, but he continues: “Over there I shouted at Paul to call an ambulance, I was freaking out.” He looks at you concerned when he notices your glassy eyes. “Are you alright? I should probably leave, the nurse might be…”
“No, please, stay.” You cough and slowly grab his warm hand. The touch causes a shiver through your veins. A few seconds ago you have just been blown away by the fact Louis has lifted you up. That means he has carried you in his arms. Such a lucky thing that Louis doesn’t let go of your hand.
“What’s your name?” He asks. Oh, yes, your name. Softly, to save what’s left of your voice, you whisper your name. “Beautiful”, Louis says with a mischievous grin. “I’m Louis.”
“No, really?” You say with an acting voice. Louis bursts out laughing and you do the same, although your throat hurts. Suddenly it remains silent and you feel the urge to say something that has popped up into your mind:
“Thank you very much, Louis”, you whisper.
“That’s no problem, babe, everyone would have done the same”, Louis says modestly, his cheeks turn a little bit red. It looks incredibly sexy. Silence reappears and Louis stares into your eyes with a shy look on his face, he bites his lip and tightens his grip around your hand.
Totally unexpected the door opens again and the nurse plunges into the room.
“And now she needs to rest, do you hear me?” She angrily shouts. Louis quickly glances at you with the mischievous twinkles in his eyes that you know so well and winks at you:
“See you in a few minutes, pretty.”

Liam Payne & Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine:
Part 1 ~ Louis & Liam
Why do things never go like they are planned in the first place? This must have been the weirdest day you’ve ever had in your life.
With a loud smack you throw your bag on your bed and sit down onto the soft cushions. Your head’s a complete chaos and even staring at the wallpaper in front of you doesn’t get you calm like it normally does. In your mind you try to clean up the mess and relive the experiences that have happened today.

You and your best friend have attended at the studios because the lads, also known as the world’s biggest boyband One Direction, thought it would be fun for you to watch how they record their songs and all. Little did you know what that decision would have brought to you later…
It had all started with a lovely chat because it had been a long time since you’d seen all your friends together. At some point you really wanted to see something of the building itself. ‘Come on, let me show you around’, Liam had said. He had taken your hand and showed you the immense building on the inside, leaving the guys and your friend behind. After walking through thousands of hallways you’d totally gotten lost of which direction to walk in. Fortunately Liam knew where to go. At least that’s what he’d said to you. You both ended up in one of the little recording studios, where something unexpected happened: Liam kissed you. Totally out of nowhere. After you’d locked lips, you didn’t hesitate and left the room and the building without saying goodbye to any of your friends, leaving Liam in utter confusion at the same time.

You close your eyes and still see the disbelief written on Liam’s face. It might have been a mistake. It might have been an ebullition.
You rest your head against the wall, trying to get more relaxed but it just won’t work.
Suddenly your phone goes off and you get really scared, jumping off your bed to reach for it. It might be your mum, telling you she’s sorry about being home so late. You quickly glance at the screen and discover it’s actually Louis who’s calling.
“Hello!” You say.
“Hiii babe!” Louis’ enthusiastic voice sounds on the other side of the telephone. You grin widely. Hearing Louis’ voice just makes you smile. It’s probably the fact he’s such a happy and funny person: he always makes people laugh.
“Hi, Lou”, you say, “what’s the matter?” You hear Louis sighing and a crackling sound appears.
“Depends…” He simply says and it keeps silent. You raise one eyebrow, because you’re not really used to Louis acting like this.
“What?” You say. You dislike this conversation already. It makes you feel awkward.
“Well”, Louis starts, sounding hesitant again. “There’s nothing wrong with me. I just wanted to ask why you left so early. I was kind of concerned! Have you been fooling around somewhere with Liam or anything? He didn’t want to tell us anything about it.” Louis says it in such a way that it sounds like a joke. Right now it’s your turn to act hesitant:
“I don’t think he wants anyone to know about it”, you say, quite sure about your thinking. If there’s one person who shouldn’t know about this, it will be Louis.
The thing that makes it so extremely difficult to tell is the fact you think Louis might have a crush on you. And not just that.
“Babe?” Louis asks. “Are you still there?” You shake your head and bite your lower lip.
“Yes”, you say with a deep sigh.
“Listen”, Louis starts seriously, “I have to go now, but if anything’s wrong I’m here for you. I could even come over to your house in a few minutes if you would like me to. Just call me if you need me!” Louis finishes with a kissing sound and hangs up. You don’t know whether to smile or cry. It’s all clear that Louis does like you in a special way.
You haven’t even put away your phone, or it starts to beep again. You frown and a scared feeling creeps into your stomach. Is this seriously happening? You bite your lip and stare at your mobile phone: a text has just arrived in your inbox. It’s not your mum. It’s not Louis either. You feel like you’re almost going to cry, reading the text you just got:
‘Dear [Your Name],
I know I’ve been stupid and I’m sorry for that.
I really want to make some things clear.
5PM, your back garden?
Liam’
You gasp and throw your phone onto your bed. Why? Why these two boys? It’s just not fair! Your lips tremble and you stare outside. The twinkling stars in the sky are almost teasingly grinning at you. As if it isn’t hard enough already.
Deep in your heart you already know which lad you want to answer. It’s just the fact that you don’t want to disappoint either of them that makes it so difficult. You bite your lip and glance at the phone that’s lying on your bed, forcing you to send both these guys a text back. You sigh deeply and grab your phone. Your fingers hang above the little keys and you close your eyes. The words already fly around in your mind and all you have to do is write them down. That’s it.

What are you going to do?
*You call Louis and wait for him to arrive at your front door > http://1dimagining.blogspot.nl/2012/12/louis-tomlinson.html
*You go and meet Liam at your back garden > http://1dimagining.blogspot.nl/2012/12/liam-payne.html

Louis Tomlinson

Before reading this part, you should have finished this one first: http://1dimagining.blogspot.nl/2012/12/liam-payne-louis-tomlinson.html


Part 2 ~ Louis
When the bell of the front door rings you close your eyes for a second and walk over to the hallway. It feels like your heart’s pounding somewhere in between of your lungs and your throat. You take a deep breath and open the front door, staring into Louis’ blue eyes immediately.
“Hi love!” Louis says with a soft smile. He’s wearing a thick jacket, because it’s getting colder outside. When he sees your facial expression his eyebrows form a concerned frown.
“Come on in”, you say and you close the door behind Louis. You try not to act twitchy, but it’s just what happens at the moment. You go through the door that leads to the living room and sit down on the couch with Louis.
“So tell me now, what really happened between you and Liam? Now don’t tell me it was nothing because you’d be lying”, Louis says and he lays one hand on your knee. You don’t wipe it away, but softly speak, with a breaking voice:
“We kissed. Or… He… We… Liam kissed me.” You don’t dare to look Louis in the eyes but stare at your hands. Louis keeps silent as you go on speaking: “The thing is… I’m in love with someone else.” You turn around at Louis and watch his face closely. He doesn’t speak, but his lips are a bit apart from each other.
“You are?” Louis says. His lips form a narrow line and in his eyes you read he’s in pain. “With who?” It stays silent and an uncomfortable feeling appears in your stomach, though you speak out the saving words:
“With you, Louis. I’m in love with you.” Louis doesn’t wait but responds to your statement by gently pressing his lips onto yours. It feels so familiar, like it has never been any other way. The kiss is over very quickly, but for some reason it feels like your lips are on fire just now.
“I can tell you a secret”, Louis says and he takes you in his arms, as you close your eyes. “I feel the same about you.”

Louis Tomlinson

“You need to tell her, love! Trust me.”
A pair of deep brown eyes stares at you as you open your mouth to say something.
“I-…” You start, but two fingers on your lips immediately tell you to shut up.
“No, no, no excuses.” The brown eyes with long, black lashes that belong to your friend Ayse, close and her brown hair moves along her face when she shakes her head. She grabs her purse and when you want to say something again, she reaches out her hand.
“Don’t you dare to say a word”, she commands, when she takes her cell phone out of her purse. Ayse reaches out the mobile phone and you just stare at her. She frowns when you don’t respond.
“What are you waiting for? Call her, just now!” A little bit hesitatingly, you take her phone and watch the pink buttons for a few seconds. Ayse groans irritated.
“Bloody hell, [Your Name]! Just call her! You know the number, don’t tell me lies.” With trembling hands you type your mum’s phone number, while your friend is watching you impatiently. In the hurry you’re currently in, you accidentally hit the wrong buttons and you have to start all over again.
“What do I have to say to her? I mean… How do I-… What do I tell her?” You desperately stutter and Ayse shakes her head again.
“Just tell her what happened and you will be alright, I’m quite sure.” You hold your breath and hear the dial tone of the phone.
“It’ll be alright”, you whisper nervously and your hand starts to shake uncontrollably so you need to push the phone closely to your ear, otherwise it will just fall down.
Your heart starts to beat louder and faster when you hear someone picking up the phone.
“Hello”, a man’s voice sounds and you bite your lip. Your friend is just standing there in front of you, her arms folded.
“Um, yes, hello. Is my mum there, probably?” You stutter. With your right foot you tap on the ground, acting really twitchy.
“Your mum? Excuse me, but who is this?” You hear the voice speaking again and you frown your eyebrows.
“Well, um…” You say confused, when a chuckle suddenly sounds and your heart skips a beat.
“Oh my…” You whisper and the mobile phone almost slips through your hand.
“What’s wrong?” The now really familiar voice speaks.
“I-… I actually thought I rang my mum to tell her something important, but…”
“I guess you rang the wrong number!” Unbelievable. You sigh deeply.
“So, what’s your name and what’s the important message? You sounded quite nervous, am I right?” You incredulously shake your head, your jaw drops.
“I am [Your Name]”, you say. “May I ask you, with whom do I have the pleasure of having a conversation?” You hold your breath and tensely await an answer. The voice speaks the redeeming word:
“Louis Tomlinson”, he says indifferently and you gasp. Ayse realizes something odd is going on at the moment and she curiously grabs your hand.
“Hello? Are you still there, [Your Name]?” Louis asks. Oh my god. He just spoke out your name. That voi-… Ah well, say something back, you idiot!
“Yeah, yeah, I’m still here”, you say hastily. “This is just some kind of weird way to get your number”, you joke and Louis laughs. The nerves disappear by hearing his laugh and you smile, as Louis responds:
“Maybe I could have given it to you personally if I would meet you”, he says. “But I don’t even know where you are at the moment!” He chuckles and you quickly tell hem you’re in London at the moment. You just can’t believe you’re actually currently speaking to Louis Tomlinson on the phone, by ringing the wrong number. It’s definitely not a fake call: no one could be prepared to this and just take the phone by saying ‘Hi, Louis Tomlinson here’. Instead of telling some serious news to your mum, Louis is flirting with you.
Ayse tries to grab her phone, but you turn around from her, when Louis asks you:
“Well, what was so important for your mum to know?” A shiver goes down your spine.
“Do you really want to know?”
“Well, yeah, why not? I’m currently waiting for a meal at a restaurant, so there isn’t pretty much to do for me.”
“Wait, are you there with the lads?” You ask. Your mouth is wide open and Ayse kind of jumps on top of you to know what’s currently happening.
“Yup, I am”, Louis says. “But it’s not really interesting at the moment, each of them is stuck on the Internet on his phone. So… I’m quite glad I got this random call.”
Why doesn’t he hang up already? Does he like to talk to you? Of course he is bored.
“Mm, well, maybe that story should make you feel less bored, so I will tell you”, you say and you shrug, although Louis can’t see that.
“Yes please”, Louis says. He sounds honestly interested.
“So, basically…” You start and a sigh escapes from your mouth. “Oh this is a horrible thing to tell anyone.” You bite your lip and Louis doesn’t reply.
“I spotted my mum’s boyfriend…with another woman… Kissing”, you whisper and you nearly burst out into tears. You keep yourself from crying by swallowing just once.
“That’s horrible, love. I feel so bad for you. And your mum”, Louis softly speaks. “If only I could help you.” Those last words make tears appear in your eyes and you start to cry.
“Don’t cry babe, it’s not your fault!” Louis sweet voice sounds over the noise of your sobs.
“I know”, you say and your voice breaks. “It’s just… I just saw this coming, I don’t know. I feel so bad.” Tears stream down your face and Ayse grabs your hands. Her eyes watch you concerned.
“Are you alright, babe?” Louis suddenly whispers through the phone.
“I…don’t know”, you softly say.
“Wait”, Louis suddenly stars, “where about in London are you at the moment?” Your hands get sweaty and you tell him your friend’s address with a stuttering voice.
“Alright”, Louis says and a soft noise from a chair scratching over the ground sounds. “I am on my way.”
“What!” You scream, but all you can still hear, is a shrieking sound, coming from the phone, which is just hung up…

Possibly to be continued... ;)) .x

Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine:

Splash!

“Oh my god, why did you do that!” You shout, slowly wiping the water drops off your face.

“I thought… Well, it’s kind of hot in here and… You know you look like a panda right now, don’t you?” You turn around and look right into the grinning face of one of your friends, Safa, who’s holding a water bottle, which is empty right now. Her dark eyes twinkle mischievously.

“Seriously?” With a groan you try to sweep even more water off your cheeks. It makes your friends burst out laughing, Safa the loudest of all. She almost falls over and stumbles over her own feet because she’s laughing that loud.

“Your make-up, hun!” That voice comes from your other friend. “Wait, let me help you.” Hannah’s blue eyes are focused on you as she moves closer, so you’re able to see the cute freckles on her skin. She rubs her fingers under your eyes softly to remove the mascara and other make-up, which is still left on places it doesn’t belong.

“Better now?” You ask Hannah and she shows you her fingers, which are tinted a little bit black caused by your mascara. Right now she nods approvingly.

“Yep. It’s okay now.”

“You looked like a panda, though”, Safa teases you, with an evil and sarcastic smile.

“Hmpf”, you mumble and ignore her. “Thank you, Han.”

Suddenly Safa changes the subject, by pointing in the distance.

“Over there, babes, look!” She cheers.

“Oh, amazing, finally!” You forget the whole panda-thing and run over to the pier. Your jaw immediately drops as you watch the boat lying in the water in front of you. You slowly turn your head around, incredulously.

“Are you sure that’s your boat, Safa? That thing’s enormous!” You say to her. Safa smiles at you and spurns her flip-flops onto the pier.

“What kind of friend would I be if I lied to you about that boat?” She says and she raises one eyebrow, while throwing her stuff into the boat.

“Come on girls! I’ll show you around.”

“Um, Saf”, Hannah claims, “you kind of forgot about Amanda.” Safa’s mouth forms a big ‘o’ and you shake your head.

“Please, wait for me!” You hear all of a sudden. Your heads all turn around to the direction the shout came from. In the distance you see Amanda’s brown hair bouncing up and down as she runs over to you on her girly red sandals.

“I-… I am…” She pants when she reaches the boat.

“It’s okay, you’re here now!” You say to her and you hug her tightly. “Safa was just about to show us her boat.” Amanda smiles, still a bit out of breath.

“All right! Let this trip begin!”

“No! That did not just happen! No way!” Safa is shouting and running around the boat like crazy.

“What?” You ask and you look up from your magazine, pushing your sunglasses a bit down. You and the girls have been floating on the lake with the boat for a few hours already, the weather’s extremely nice and you’re sure you’ll get tanned today.

“The engine stopped working!” Safa whines. Amanda stands up to join the conversation now as well.

“I’m sure nothing’s wrong”, she says and she helps Safa by looking at the engine.

“Oh I’m sure there IS something wrong!” Safa shouts. You have a look next to you and see Hannah fell asleep in the bright sun, with her sunglasses still on. You stretch yourself and stand up also. You don’t really feel like hearing all this whining.

“I’m going to have a little swim, if you don’t mind”, you say quickly and you walk across the boat to the stern, where a little ladder is located so you can go into the water.

You place your bare feet on the steps of the ladder carefully and touch the surface of the water with your big toe. That will provide some coolness for sure.

You decide to go into the water slowly, by climbing down the ladder and have a little swim yourself. The water around you feels deliciously cold and you float on your back while closing your eyes to the sunbeam.

“Hey beautiful!” You immediately open your eyes and turn around, treading water. That voice sounds really familiar. Really, really familiar.

“Louis, is that you?” You shout. And yes, you were right: it is Louis. A happy feeling immediately spreads in your tummy.

“Such a coincidence”, Louis says. He also went swimming. You look behind him and discover his own boat like two hundred meters away from here.

“I missed you, Lou”, you say emotionally and he hugs you through the water, although that’s a little bit difficult without kicking each other by feet.

“I missed you too, babe”, he whispers and he kisses your lips softly, leaving a moist print on your face, his muscular chest touches your naked skin.

“Are you here all alone?” You ask. It has been such a long time since you had seen your boyfriend for the last time. And finally he has some spare time.

“I wasn’t at first”, Louis says and he goggles. “But Harry decided to leave me alone. I have no idea where he went, so I just swam over to your boat.”

“To discover I was here as well!” You shout happily and Louis blue eyes twinkle.

“Exactly…” He says and winks. Suddenly he swims away. “Hey, come and get me!” He shouts at you. His wet and messy hair lies around his head and he looks like a puppy would look after a quick bath.

“Is this a challenge, mister Tommo?” You say and you wink at him. You try to chase him through the water and when you almost reach him, he starts splashing water with his hands.

“Hey that’s not fair! I can’t see a thing!” You shout, protesting. Louis doesn’t stop and grins widely. You get water in your eyes and try to wipe it out.

“That reminds me of Safa”, you say, chuckling.

“Why?” Louis grins and keeps splashing water into your face, until you surrender and do the same to him.

“Well…” Splash! A mouthful of water. “Louis!” He keeps splashing. “LOUIS!” He starts to chuckle loudly and almost disappears under the water surface by laughing too loud.

“At least stop splashing water into my face when you want to hear what I have to say?” Louis keeps a straight face, but in his eyes you still discover the mischievous sparkles you know so well.

“Safa threw water in my face with a water bottle and I looked like a panda”, you say, shaking your head disapprovingly. Of course Louis thinks it is a really funny thing to hear.

Right now he grabs your hand under the water and you swim further together.

“Let’s go to my boat?” He asks you, while certain water drops fall down his eyelashes. His beautiful blue eyes match the colour of the lake perfectly.

“Of course”, you whisper softly, as you slowly swim to his boat, hand in hand.

Louis climbs up the ladder at first and grabs your wet hand to help you up as well. When you almost stumble over the third step, Louis grabs your shoulders immediately with his strong arms and lifts you up completely. You feel his naked warm and wet chest as he pulls you closer to him, his face isn’t that far away from you anymore. He smiles and squints his eyes, letting you go again.
“Come with me”, he whispers and he leads you onto the boat. It’s white surface sparkles in the sun and it all looks really expensive. You don’t dare to ask anything about it though. Louis sits down on a large red sofa, standing at the edge of the front of the boat. Apparently he doesn’t mind about the couch getting wet and stuff, because he also wants you to sit down. He wraps his arms around you as you lay down next to him and your head is resting on his chest. His hands lie on your tummy while he points at a large concert hall along the lake.

“That’s the place we’re going to perform tonight”, he says.

“Wow”, you say dreamily. “That’s really amazing!” Louis nods softly and says:

“I know right! It’s like a dream come true. Do you want to go with me to support me?” You chuckle and whisper:

“Of course, boo.” Louis sighs happily and it remains silent for a while. Suddenly Louis smiles out of nowhere. You’re in need of a passionate kiss right now and a bit impatient. Those beautiful eyes, oh, those wonderful blue eyes! You almost drown in them.

And they belong to Louis.

Your Louis.

“You know what, babe?” Louis says and he looks you in the eyes.

“Well, Louis?”

“Pandas are the cutest.”

By saying that he grins widely and kisses you deeply, under the hot summer sun.

Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine:
“Listen to the voice of the waves.”
You close your eyes for a while, smelling the sweet fragrance of salt seawater. A soft, almost silent sound reaches your ears: the waves from the ocean, slowly moving over the sand.
“If you listen very closely,” a whispering voice says, “it looks like the ocean is telling you a story.” A little smile appears around your lips and you feel the sand beneath your body moving slowly. The person next to you approaches, soft warmth spreads itself.
It remains silent for a while, and afterwards the voice speaks again:
“I bet the waves just told you: ‘never trust Louis’.”
“Wha-…?”
Suddenly Louis tickles the naked skin of your belly: you start to giggle and immediately open your eyes.
“Lou!” You shout, though Louis laughs amused and continues tickling you. “Louis, stop it!” The tears of laughter start to stream down your face and Louis makes you lie back down on the warm sand of the beach.
It’s a sweet summer evening: the sun’s still shining a little bit, giving you this very comfortable heat. You’ve just been lying in the sand with Louis, talking about nothing special. But it was funny, as always.
“Could…you…stop-… Please!” You giggle. You’re lying on your back and your hair touches the sand. Louis watches you mischievously and nearly sits down on top of you to tickle you.
“What will I get in return?” He brings his head a little bit closer to yours and lifts up one eyebrow.
“I don’t mind, I don’t mind, just stop! Please!” You hiccup. Your stomach is hurting from laughing too much.
“So…” Louis sits up, stops for a while and chuckles. “You will do anything?” There’s still nothing you can do to escape: Louis’ strong arms are holding you, that’s why you have to stay here in the sand.
“Anything!” You pout. You also join this little teasing-game Louis always likes to play, by acting like a victim.
“Mm, anything, huh?” Louis scratches his chin with one hand. His weight presses softly on your body, so it kind of feels a little bit heavy also.
“ANYTHING!” You scream. “Let me go now!” Louis slowly moves closer and puts one arm around your shoulder and neck, lifting up your head.
“Kiss me”, Louis commands. A little twinkle appears in his blue eyes as he smiles at you.
“Your wish is my command”, you giggle silently, and you press your lips onto Louis’ without a doubt. While you smell his nice aftershave, he puts his strong arms around you and lies down on top of you, so the skin of his upper body touches your chest. Just when you’re about to open your mouth a little, Louis stops kissing you and lets you go. He stands up on purpose.
“Hey!” You protest. Louis just laughs and watches you, his face far away from you. No wonder: you’re still looking at him from the ground.
“Hey what! You were my victim this time. So I decide how long to kiss you”, Louis grins, and he takes your hand to help you stand up also. You wipe away the sand from your legs and redress your bikini a bit.
You immediately forget Louis’ teasing though, and discover something.
“Lou!” You say surprised.
“What?” Louis turns his head around, still holding your hand, a smile on his face. You point at the horizon.
“Sunset”, you whisper.
“Amazing! We’re just in time”, Louis jokes and he pulls you closer. His right arm lies around your back, his hand on your right shoulder.
“Why don’t we sit down?” You ask.
“No, let’s go closer to the water”, Louis says, and he takes your hand again to drag you over the beach, until you reach the part where the waves touch the sand, so it’s all wet there. Your feet leave little holes in the sand, and you both try to avoid the seashells. You step forward and the cold water immediately floods your toes and feet.
Louis pinches your hand softly and smiles at you, watching your eyes. He looks so amazingly pretty in the soft red and orange lights from the sunset. You’re about to say something, but Louis speaks first:
“You know, you look so beautiful tonight.” Louis steps towards you.
“Thank you so much Louis. I was just about to say the same thing to you!” Louis chuckles and shakes his head. A warm feeling appears in your tummy and your cheeks get a little bit red. Still, Louis laugh drives you crazy inside. And not just a little. It feels like someone just caused a fire in your heart. Apparently Louis is able to read minds, because right now he puts his arms around your waist and lays his forehead onto yours, saying:
“I feel thunder in my heart.” He chuckles and you smile at him.
“Hey, I at least expect some better song lyrics from you, Tommo.”
“And I at least expect a better nickname than ‘Tommo’”, Louis laughs.
You both keep silent and watch the sun going down and down, with your arms around each other.
“Babe?” Louis suddenly whispers. The sun almost disappeared, though you still see the twinkles in Louis’ eyes. He wipes away a lock of hair from your face and strokes your cheek. You smile at the ground and touch Louis fingers.
“Yes, Louis?” You dare to whisper.
“I love you like fish love water, like flowers love rain. Like oceans will stay forever, our love will remain.” He moves closer and kisses your lips gently, just as the sun vanishes from view.

Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine it's 11 PM. It's dark outside and you're lying in bed, staring at the ceiling because you can't sleep. The clock, hanging on the wall, is ticking softly as you turn your head around and keep staring into your room. You actually have no clue why you're not able to sleep, though you are feeling really tired.
You suddenly get scared of a little ticking sound, but it sure isn't your clock. You immediately sit up in bed and watch your room closely, quickly turning a light on.
Nothing's wrong at all though.
Suddenly you hear the ticking sound again. By now you realize it came from somewhere near your... It is the sound of someone knocking your window!
'What the...' You whisper, and suddenly a face appears in front of your window, you immediately scream.
'Sshhht!'
Wait... What? Is it...? You get out of bed and walk to the window softly, your bare feet touching the cold and soft carpet from your bedroom.
'Louis!' You say surprised. 'What are you doing here? You should sleep!'
You help Louis inside by opening the window and he shrugs his shoulders.
'I didn't feel like sleeping. And anyway, it's much nicer to see my dreams in real life, right?' That little comment of Louis makes you blush a bit, and you smile as your cheeks turn red.
'What kind of dream were you thinking of tonight?' You ask Louis, like it's completely normal he just got into your room in the middle of the night.
'A sexy dream', Louis whispers, as he slowly moves closer and his hand strokes your chin and jawline, you shiver.
'BUT, I need to take you with me at first...' Louis takes your hand and you grab some slippers from the ground as he drags you outside the window.
'What the hell are you actually doing?' You sizzle. Louis just smiles mischievously at you.
'You'll see, you'll see...'

You begin to get really tired now and start to talk to Louis with an irritated voice:
'Louis, why do you... Oooh!'
In front of you a large garden appears. Flowers are everywhere, looking mysterious in the moonlight. Wonderful trees rise up above your heads and immediately make you feel very comfortable. Louis takes your hand and you feel the warmth of his skin when he leads you into the garden.
Normally it would be pretty scary to be here at night, but the fact the stars are smiling at you and Louis is here make everything really romantic.
'Come with me, baby', Louis whispers as his lips move a little, his eyes watch your face.
You follow Louis into the garden, when he suddenly stops by a little bench under a large rosebush. The moonlight shines perfectly on this little, comfortable-looking bench. Louis sits down as he takes you on his lap, you lay down to his chest as he puts his arms around you, and you watch the starts above you.
'Lou... This is amazing', you say, with little tears in your eyes.
'The stars out there are million miles away, yet so close', Louis speaks and he turns his head around as he smiles at you. His smile, combinated with his beautiful eyes in the moonlight, make him look extremely attractive.
'You are so beautiful', Louis whispers. He puts his arms around your waist and turns you around, so your head is facing him, and one of your legs is at his left and your other leg at his right. Louis takes one of your hands and brings it closer to his lips, as he starts putting little kisses on your fingertips. You giggle a little.
Louis suddenly grabs you and kisses you gently. His warm lips and incredibly hot body against yours make you gasp and you put your arms under his shirt, rubbing his back slowly.
Louis starts to moan silently when you open your mouth a little and his tongue meets yours, suddenly playing roughly. You put your legs around his waist and pull yourself really close to him, whiingressing him passionately. He grabs your pajama shirt with one hand and pulls it over your head. His warm hands meet your naked skin again and you open your eyes to watch your beautiful boy in the moonlight.
'Am I.. Can I...' Louis whispers and he raises one eyebrow. You kiss him teasingly, biting his upper lip.
'Do everything you want: I'm fully yours babe', you say.
Louis chuckles and starts to kiss your cheekbone, secretly licking your jawline. When his lips meet yours again and his hands are lying on the little straps of your bra, he suddenly pulls you so close to him. You can feel his heartbeat getting louder as you put your ear near to his chest. Louis says:
'This is how much I love you. You are my world, baby.'
He kisses your lips softly, holding you close to his chest as if he'll never let you go.

Harry Styles & Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine Harry takes you on a date to the cinema. It’s actually your third date, the first one was at London and the previous date you’d been to a restaurant. London was a bit awkward, because you’d just met him, and the last one didn’t work out that well, because Harry secretly felt very ill. But he didn’t want to disappoint you, so eventually you both end up somewhere outside the restaurant, because Harry couldn’t handle it anymore and needed some fresh air.
So, your third date already. You are actually very curious and a little bit scared also, since the previous two dates failed. It was a bit like someone wanted to ruin it or something.

This time Harry doesn’t look ill at all, quite the reverse! He smiles widely when you walk into him, he was already waiting for the cinema for a while.
“Hey!” He shouts and he gives you a hug. When he lets you go again he looks at you very apologizing. “I’m sorry for what happened last time”, he says and he bites his lip, which is very, very attractive. He obviously doesn’t care, because he doesn’t stop talking.
“I promise this is going to be a wonderful night”, he says and he smiles at you. You do the same, a little bit shyly.
“Let’s go inside, I already reserved for that movie you wanted to see.” Harry grabs your hand and together you walk into the cinema.

After a few hours, your date with Harry is over. It was quite amazing indeed, like he promised: you both had a lot of fun talking to each other during the movie, now you finally have the idea you got to know him a bit better.
Right now you’re standing outside again.
“I have to admit I really don’t want to go home now”, Harry says.
“Me neither!” You scream out loud. Harry takes your hand again and smiles mischievously.
“We could stay here”, he says, a cute grin appears on his face.
“Yeah, we could…” You whisper, because you’ve already noticed this is the moment.
Harry looks at your hand he’s holding, and after that his green eyes meet yours. With his left hand he wipes a lock of hair away from your face, and strikes your cheek. You smile at him when he’s looking at your lips, like you have to give him the permission.
Harry brings his head closer and tilts it a little to the right. You close your eyes and suddenly you feel Harry’s lips touching yours. He puts one hand behind your back, while kissing you passionately. He rubs his hand on your back.
This kiss just feels so perfect: you never ever want to stop. It’s like the world doesn’t even exist anymore. It’s just you and Harry, no one else.
Eventually you let each other go, you stare into Harry’s beautiful eyes and open your mouth. Before you can say something, Harry places a finger on your lips and shakes his head. He smiles at you happily.
“Harry!” Very unexpected you hear a voice, coming from behind you. You turn around and suddenly your heart skips a beat: the guy who just spoke is Louis.
Disbelief is written on his face, and the look in his eyes tells you that he’s torn into pieces. Please say this isn’t true, you repeat in your mind. Everyone was allowed to see you with Harry, but...just not Lou. You quickly release Harry’s hand.
“Hi, Lou!” Harry says, unaware of anything.
“I think I need to go”, Louis whispers, he glances at you and turns around again.
“Louis, wait!” You shout, but Louis doesn’t reply. Harry looks at you uncomprehendingly.
“What’s wrong with him?” He asks you, but you do not answer him, you just look at Louis, who just disappeared round the corner.
“He…” You swallow and Harry takes your hand again.
“Tell me what’s going on”, he encourages. You feel like you’re going to cry, though you try to tell Harry about Louis.
“I… He, we”, you stutter.
“Calm down, love, just breathe slowly”, Harry comforts you and he puts his strong arms around you.
“It was like two months ago”, you tell him, with his arms still around you. Harry is listening to you closely, while he wipes the tears from your cheeks.
“Louis told me he loved me”, you whisper. “But I said I didn’t feel the same about him. I thought it was over. And now… Now… I feel so bad for him, Harry!”
“It’s okay, beautiful”, Harry says. “It’s going to be alright, you hear me?”
“It’s not!” You cry.
“Love, stop!” Harry takes your head in his hands and forces you to look at him.
“I know Lou. It’s going to be all right, trust me. I’ll talk to him, he will be fine. Believe me.” He kisses your forehead.
“Thank you, Harry”, you say, and your voice breaks. “I feel a little bit better now.”
Harry smiles uncertainly. “Make sure you do. I don’t want you to cry anymore, it makes me feel sad.”
“Thanks again”, you say and you put a little kiss on Harry’s nose.
Harry kisses your cheek. “No problem. I’ll be there for you.”

Louis Tomlinson

#Imagine it’s Christmas and you haven’t seen Louis for ages, because he’d been away with the boys and you couldn’t go with him. You were incredibly happy when he texted you a little message:
‘Babeee! I’m back tomorrow! Can’t wait to see you again xxx’
Normally he sends longer texts, but this time it probably was a short message because he had to catch the plane or something.

Anyway, you woke up this morning feeling so exciting to see Louis again, it’s like a perfect Christmas present, but you didn’t get any other texts from him, so you decide to call him after breakfast with your family.
With a smile on your face you search for Louis’ number in your phone and click the green ‘call’-button.
Unfortunately.
For some reason he doesn’t pick up.
“Damn”, you mumble. But maybe he can’t reply you already. He sure will later!

Hours pass, and you still haven’t heard anything of Louis. You start to get concerned. You already tried to call him over twenty times today. And text him even more times…
It’s about seven o’clock right now and your family is at your place tonight, this year it was your mum’s turn to cook and invite them here.
Everyone’s feeling really happy, but you feel like crying. Something happened with Louis, you’re very sure. You told your mum about it, but she told you not to worry about him. But hey, you’re not worried anymore, you’re freaking out!

At nine o’clock you give up: Louis is never going to call you back anymore. Something went wrong today. With tears in your eyes you want to walk up the stairs, but someone stops you: it’s your dad.
“Please love, it’s time to open the presents now.”
Reluctantly you walk after him to the living room, where your family’s already waiting for you.
“And because you feel so down today, you’re the first one allowed to open a present”, your annoying nephew says.
“It’s the big one”, your mum says and she points at a very large red box with a golden ribbon on it. Weird. You haven’t seen that one today.
You remove the ribbon and open the box, when suddenly someone shouts:
“SURPRISEEE!”
You almost fell backward when Louis jumps out of the box. You got really scared but at the same time you feel extremely happy. You cry, again. But this time you cry tears of happiness.
“I missed you so much!” Louis says, he hugs you and kisses your forehead. He strikes your hair with his hands and kisses you on your lips softly.
“Do you like your Christmas present, beautiful?” Louis whispers.
“I love you, Louis!” You almost scream.
“I love you more. Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas”, you say, almost breathless.

One Direction

#Imagine you’re on a holiday with your family in France, Paris. You got a very chic room in a hotel with four stars: your parents spent a lot of money on this trip.
When you wake up in a very large double bed, you almost feel like a princess.
You jump out of bed and after that you take a shower, put on some clothes and make up and you get ready for breakfast. It’s in the lobby, where a big buffet’s waiting for you.
You don’t take a seat, but walk directly into the buffet. You take a plate and grab some sandwiches and croissants at the same time.
‘Wow, someone’s really hungry over here.’
You turn around and look right into the gorgeous eyes of Niall Horan. Your jaw almost drops. When Niall sees your facial expression he laughs.
‘Hey, doesn’t matter, I’m hungry too!’ Niall also grabs a lot of sandwiches. You can barely say anything, but luckily you succeed explaining why you’re so hungry:
‘Yes, I feel really hungry. I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday afternoon. We got here very late tonight, so we haven’t had any time to eat something.’
Niall nods. ‘I understand. Well, bon appétit!’
You smile at him. ‘Same to you!’
Niall almost walks away, but you don’t want him to leave, so you say:
‘Are you here with the lads?’
Niall frowns, because he now understands that you know One Direction.
‘Yes, they’re over there!’ He points at a table in the corner of the lobby. Harry, Louis, Zayn and Liam look up and Niall waves at them, they wave back, so do you.
‘We’re here for our documentary!’ Niall laughs at you.
‘That’s so cool! Good luck to y’all!’ You say sincerely. Now Liam also appears.
‘Are you a fan?’ He asks with a wide cute smile on his face. Your cheeks turn a little bit red.
‘Yes I am’, you say.
‘Do you mind helping us filming our documentary? We need like three fans to interview and stuff’, Liam says to you.
‘Really?!’ You kind of scream right now. ‘I’d love to!’
‘Ah, that’s a very good idea of yours, Liam!’ Niall says, he puts his arm around you. ‘Could you come with us after breakfast, or…?’ You nod heavily.
‘Yes, of course I can!’ Those stupid ideas from your parents of watching the Eiffel Tower could wait.