1D Imagines & Randomness

Imagine #3 (Part II)

√Requested by anshikamalik

Louis' POV

I reached my next class, which I was sharing with (Y/N). I saw that she was sitting alone in the back corner bench. Poor her. Everyone dislikes that beauty.

Since Chelsea isn't here today, I'll go and sit beside her. The reputation and the people who give me weird glances and irritating whispers can go fuck themselves.

As I reached her desk, realisation seemed to draw om her face as her mouth parted in shock. Oh Of Course.

"Hey there, Miss Arrogant." I smiled sweetly at her as I took a seat beside her.

Her expressions held shock, but I could see in her eyes that this move of mine was kind of expected by her. Hmm... You need to be more unpredictable next time, Lou.

"Hello, Mister I-am-everyone's-annoying-savior-not-really."

I just stared back at her. No one, and I mean no fucking one has ever dared to talk to me like that. Not that I'm complaining, I'm hust shocked. I'm just... bewildered how this girl hasn't thrown herself on me yet.

This girl is really very different.

"What? Do I look like a ghost to you? Why are you staring at me like that?" Woah, she really hates me very much, doesn't she?

"Oh umh, nothing." Was my awkward reply. Gotta seem it chill, Lou, make it seem chill. "It's just that... wow, what product do you use for the hair of your eyebrows? They look really shiny and silky." Okay I just messed that up. I've never talked this much stupid stuff before. If anything, all the girls would talk shit like this wheen caught staring at or would straight up start stuttering.

This girl... this girl is really making me feel something. I know I love her. But I'm not sure if it's just my hormones or I'm really attracted to her. A quick check; I wasn't sure about my affection for her, now I know. I know I fucking love her. Very much.

Before I can say anything, Mr. Collins entered the class and started blabbering shit right off. And as studious as my (Y/N) is, she started listening to him intendly, occasionally scribbling something on her notes too.

Hell, I need to be like her if I want to at least pass this year.

After the class got over, she packed her bag and made it out of the classroom before I could say anything. She's avoiding me, to my sadness.

Maybe because I couldn't control myself and was about to kiss her under the big oak tree?

Or maybe I was an arrogant asshole for her too, just like for everyone else.

I was so deep into my thoughts that I didn't took notice of my surroundings as I bumped into someone in the hallway.

"Watch where are you- Ah Tomlinson!" I heard the similar voice say with an evilish tinge in their voice.

I averted my gaze from the ground to look at his face. "Not you again, Parrish." I growled in anger.

This was Alexander Parrish, the biggest asshole of the school. We were not on good terms really, not that I wanted to be anyway.

Also, he was one of the guys who bullies (Y/N), so there's no chance I've got a pleasant feeling about him.

"Oh calm down, smallie." He smirked his annoying smirk, and I could've punched him right then and there but I thought better of it.

Not wanting to start a fight, I decided to just go round him and towards the next class without any arguement. But of course, Parrish wanted his revenge from last time.

"Uh-uh, not that easily Tomlinson. You're not getting away from me this time."

I snorted at that. "Excuse me, who was the one who got kicked in the ass in front of the whole school last time?"

His nose flared with anger as he gripped my collars and pushed me to the nearest wall.

"Ha! Truth is always bitter!" I smirked to make him more frustrated.

"You are becoming more soft anyway, Tomlinson. In no time soon I'll be the one kicking your ass. You aren't anything like you used to be."

"What are you implying, asshole?"

He gripped my collars more tightly on hearing what sweet name I had for him. "You got that soft spot for that freako, also you never take part in our fun activities like before."

I used to be one of the guys in his gang. I used to bully too, and no day would go on without me getting into one or two fights.

But soon I realised that what I was doing was wrong and took up the more wiser path- stopped hanging out with them, stopped bullying and lessened the amount of fighting I'd get into.

So they got pissed at me. And by then no day went by without having bitter encounter with them.

"Why do you like that weirdo anyway?" He asked with gritted teeth.

I frowned at that. "I think I've made myself clear that she's not a weirdo and I'd not like to repeat myself. Also, I don't feel the need to explain anything related to me and her to an asshole like you."

He fumed at that. "You're so getting it." He spat in anger as he raised his fist in order to punch me.

Even though I could've fought back, I figured that he would go away once he gets satisfied so I closed my eyes and anticipated his fist to collide with my face.

Weirdly, the punch never came and I opened my eyes to see that Parrish was pulled off of me and (Y/N) had stepped in front of me from nowhere. She spread her hands in front of me protectively, and what I could do was just widen my eyes at the situation in front of me.

"Stay away from this (Y/N), I can't-" I got cut off as she looked back at me from over her shoulder. Something about the way she looked at me told me to just shut up and listen to whatever she had to say.

"Sometimes, Lou," She smirked, "You can't tell what's hidden up in people's sleeves."

And as Parrish charged at her,she caught him by one if his arm and threw it on her shoulders as her another hand snaked around his waist. She picked him up from the ground and threw him right back with great force.

She dusted off invisible dust particles on her hands as she turned to face me. "Sometimes a black belt in karate really helps a lot." She shrugs as she says that to no one in particular.

"Are you okay, love?" She mimicked me.

"Yeah... you know you... didn't had to..." I was still speechless by what I saw. "The situation was under my control."

"Well if you think that you pushed up against a wall by a guy twice as your weight, your collar in his hands and-" she poked my temple-" that little drop of sweat there is a situation which was under your control, then excuse you young man."

I huffed at that. "Fine. Whatever. You can go now."

She raised her eyebrows at that.

"What?" My own brows descended in a frown.

"How do feel now, eh? This is exactly what I was feeling wheb you 'rescued' me from Matt." She smirked yet again.

And the thought that I knew that this girl was so different fron others turned into a fact just right there.

Without wasting any time, I grabbed her face and pressed my lips against hers.

I was surprised as she kissed me right back, but, boy, was I liking the feeling so much.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

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Okay sorry for being late again! And also if this was crappy!

Love to all of y'all beauties out there! <3