(Feel free to tell me what you got for Christmas! I'm sorry this took so long to post but I wanted to relax and have a bit of a break for Christmas. New year imagines are in writing)
(Before we start I wanted to say that drinking at home is legal in England from the age of 16. I am in no way promoting alcoholism but Louis is technically legal to drink here so long as it's not it a bar because he is seventeen. If it makes you feel better or you are still slightly uncomfortable with the idea of Louis drinking alcohol at his age, they are aged up to around nineteen <3)
(Play the music above and stan Niall horan) -
HIS POV(ish):
Louis slammed the fifth shot of the night down onto the coffee table in his living room with his bestfriends from college sat next to him.
Each one of them cheering and taking shots as they drown themselfs away from senses and whatever issues they have in their lives.
Only one thing was on Louis' mind though.
Since the morning, the tired boy has been mopping around refusing to do anything productive.
He hates the fact that the girl he loves is sat miles and miles away from him, with another man for all he knows.
He hated ending things with you but the more he was separated from you, the more it hurt when he eventually had to say goodbye to you again.
So call him selfish, because he would too, but he couldn't put himself and you through that pain over and over again and so decided the best option would be to end it.
Of course he didn't anticipate fully the pain that he would feel waking up to an empty bed every morning and how he would miss waking up to kiss you and finding nobody there.
He didn't realise how hard it would be to not smell your signature perfume in the air as you pattered around the house, tampering with the relentless boy's senses.
He finds it difficult to comprehend that everyone else is normal and haven't been affected when it feels like his heart has been torn apart and broken a thousand times over.
What he missed the most however, is when you would make breakfast together and enjoy the sunny mornings with cups of teas and his oversized T-shirt's smothering your body with the radio humming a soft sound in the background.
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You would start dancing to the music with toast clutched in one hand, taking small bites out of it with your eyes closed and Louis would watch you with a smile on his face trying to capture the image in his head while feeling so ultimately grateful to have you with him.
