The sound of faint crying woke me up. I sat up and saw Louis with his knees against his chest crying. "Louis, baby, what's wrong?" I asked concerned and I hugged him tight. He wiped his tears quickly and laid back down facing away from me. "It's nothing (y/n), just a nightmare. Don't worry about me. Just go back to sleep," he said his voice cracking a few times. "Please tell me what's wrong," I pleaded, but he ignored me. I laid down and got close to him playing with his hair. I whispered, "Louis, please tell me your dream." He sighed and faced me and said, "I just had a dream that everyone hated me. My family, the boys, and you. You all kept telling me that I shouldn't be here and I wasn't worth it. Just really awful things were said." I hugged him tight as he started to cry again. "We all love you, Louis. Don't ever think we don't. No one could ever hate you. Please stop crying. I hate seeing you cry," I whispered trying not to cry myself. "I'm sorry I woke you up," he said quietly, calming down. "It's fine, Louis, let's go back to bed," I said and he nodded and we both tried to sleep as close to each other as we could.
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FanfictionLouis Tomlinson prefs from my account on IG @tommoprefs. I know my beginning prefs weren't as great as my newer! These are all original and if you have any suggestions just let me know thanks for reading! I appreciate it so much and would love feedb...
