Louis Tomlinson Imagines

Imagine #1 : In Her Sleep (au)

(Louis's POV)

"I have a bad feeling, Louis. It's going to be tonight." She tells me.

"(Y/N), baby, stop worrying. It was just a fortune teller. You know that they're just playing around." I tell her tucking her hair behind her ears.

"I've been feeling that way since before she told us, Lou. Some say that a person feels when his time is close. I feel it."

What am I supposed to tell her?

Recently, (Y/N) has been saying that she feels like her death is close. She's saying that she believes she will be gone soon. She even tried breaking up with me so that I'm not hurt when she's gone.

Of course I believe her, she's my girlfriend. I'm in love with her. She's my sunshine. My love. My life. My everything. I've told her that a billion times.

"Have hope, baby. You'll wake up tomorrow, for me. Right? You're not going to leave me alone in this cruel world." I say and tighten my arms around her waist, pulling her closer.

I'm sitting on the sofa and she's on my lap, her head nuzzled into my neck.

"You can go on without me, Louis. You're strong. You're Louis William Tomlinson. My sunshine in this dark world. But, some times, darkness overpowers sunshine. Evil overpowers good. That doesn't mean that the sunshine or good weren't strong enough, no, it's perfectly normal. There are wins and loses." She says.

She's always been the one to give me wise words in my hard times.

"We support each other, love. Remember? We each pull the other out of the darkness and into the light." I say before turning my head and placing a kiss on her forehead.

She then yawns.

"Come on." I say as I carry her and go upstairs into our bedroom.

I lay her down and climb in next to her.

"I love you." She says before cupping my face and connecting our lips.

Her lips are my candy. They're so sweet and amazing. I melt in her kisses.

She pulls away slowly and snuggles into me as she drift off to sleep.

"Good night, my love. Good night, (Y/N)." I say and kiss the top of her head.

~*~

I wake up feeling cold. So cold. Too cold for August. I reach for the blankets and pull them over me and (Y/N) to feel warmer.

She's rolled over with her back facing me now. When I check the clock, it's nine am.

We're free today. Just for sleep.

I smile at the thought and wrap an arm around her as place a soft kiss on her neck.

Something's weird. I can't feel her breaths nor her chest rise.

"(Y/N). (Y/N), baby, wake up. Wake up, Love. Stop messing with me. Come on, (Y/N), wake up." I say shaking her.

She's just laying there. Motionless.

Innocence is written all over her. Her beautiful eyes are closed. Her lips are a bit separated.

She's still alive. She must be.

"(Y/N). Come on, kitten." I say as tears start making their way to my eyes.

"(Y/N)!" I scream in agony as the tears stream away.

My love. My world. My sunshine. She's gone.

She went away. She left me. All alone.

She left me.

In her sleep. She left me in her sleep.