One Direction Preferences and Imagines

Louis Imagine - You could never lose me (requested)

A/N - PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT X

This imagine is for Noa or @Noaatjuh_x who requested it via Wattpad! I hope you enjoy it x

"Why? Why can't you just support me?" You yell, tears threatening to spill.

"Because I don't trust him Noa, I don't like you dating him and you know it. He's a bad influence on you," your mother says sternly with her hands on her hips.

You were both just enjoying a peaceful dinner when you had mention going to see Louis tomorrow. Of course your mother argued and shared her opinion which she always does. You know she didn't like Louis, she never has and it looks like she never will. But you don't care, you love him. You've been together long enough that you'd think she would accept it by now, or at least accept that you're not going to give him up. It breaks your heart that she doesn't support your relationship. Louis and your mom both mean so much to you, you feel torn.

"He is not!"

"You've changed since you started seeing him!"

"No I haven't! Mom, I love him, there's nothing you can that could make me stop," you spit and push your chair back. You stand and carry your plate to the sink, fuming with rage.

"Really? Well think again. He doesn't love you like you think because I saw him out with another girl!" She shouts and you freeze, dropping your plate into the sink.

Your heart stops and your blood runs cold, a lump rising in your throat. "What?" You croak out, not believing what you just heard.

Your mom's face softens, her eyes turning sympathetic. She wrings her hands together nervously and takes a step toward you. "I saw him out with someone. They were holding hands, she wasn't just a friend," she says softly.

Something inside of you snaps and you turn on your heal in an instant, running to the door and pulling on your shoes and a jacket. Your mom calls after you but you shut the door and get in your car as fast as you can, tears rolling down your cheeks and staining your shirt. Your heart is broken, you can feel the ache in your chest as everything that's kept you upright pulls out from beneath your feel and you're left to fall flat on your face.

Louis' POV.

"One second guys, my phone's going off," he says to the boys and they nod, going back to their conversation.

"Hello?"

"Louis?" A panicked voice comes through the line. Louis shuts the door to the room where the rest of the boys are so he can hear better.

"Yes..."

"Is Noa with you?"

"Mrs. (Y/L/N)?" He questions, confused beyond belief. He knows that your mom doesn't like him so she should have no reason to be calling him.

"Yes, yes. Is Noa with you?" She asks again, her voice cracking.

"No. No she's not... why?" He asks slowly, starting to worry. He runs a