Imagine (Louis and Harry): “OW!” Louis yelled as you whipped the pillow at him. “I can’t believe you actually said that!” Harry said through his laughs. “I can’t believe I let you into my house you disrespectful Brit!” You said throwing marshmallow’s at him trying to get them into his mouth. *blurs out scene* You liked them both a lot but they always made it so hard with them making you chose. Freeze! So, I guess I should go back and fill you in right? Well, Harry asked Louis who he preferred between himself and you. The pillow was thrown when Louis answered rather seriously Harry. You didn’t know how serious until later that day. Let’s continue shall we? *unblurs scene* You laughed when the most recent marshmallow to go air born hit Louis’s nose. You couldn’t help but laugh when he ran over to wrestle the bag out of your grip. Harry quickly moved the table out of the way as you two rolled off the couch and onto the floor where you quickly pinned him down. Harry ran over to hold his arms down while you sat on his stomach and threw the little treats at his mouth. Somehow he got out of Harry’s grip and rolled you over. He was now over you. Harry was leaning up against the couch laughing as Louis started doing push-ups, kissing you every time he completed one. He got to 10 before he said that everyone should go to bed because it was getting late. You slipped out from underneath him, but not before stealing one more kiss, and ran up stairs not knowing that that would be the last kiss he would ever place on your lips. Harry got up and kissed you too. You always thought it was a bit odd how they never got competitive over you, but tonight, like every other night, you’d just shrug it off and run up stairs to catch some shut eye before the big day that was ahead. It was around two in the morning when your phone went off. You rolled over and shut your alarm off. But there was a note on top of it. You slipped on you glasses and clicked on your lamp before grabbing the note. It was in Louis’s hand writing. “To my dearest Y/N, I’m sorry to not have told you sooner but I had to leave. Harry and I both. We’re sorry but we hope to see you again as long as you aren’t to mad at us for not telling you the truth. We both love you, don’t get us wrong but we love each other more. I hope your not to mad. With tons and tons of love, Louis William Tomlinson.” You laughed to yourself. You saw it coming but you didn’t think that they ever would actually run away together. As you picked your phone up, you saw Louis had texted you. “I hope your not too mad love. ~Louis xx” “I think I’ll learn to live with my self as long as I get to be in the wedding! ~Y/N xx” you responded laughing. Quickly, you took your glasses back off and flicked off the lamp laughing. - Jessica Malik
Posted on: Sun, 16 Jun 2013 02:27:50 +0000
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