Louis Tomlinson Imagines

Tell me a lie (Part 2)

[Tell me a lie]

"Here." Harry sat beside you handing you a cup of hot chocolate.

"Thanks." You whispered as he put s thin blanket around your shoulders and his. You stared down at your feet and felt Harry wrap an arm around you. "D-do you t-think-"

"I don't know." He said as you bit your trembling lip. "But you know, whatever happens I'll be here."

"Thank you." You whispered before hearing loud giggling.

"Stop it! Not here!" Looking back, you went wide eyed to see Louis flirting with the same girl you saw before. Looking down, you put the beverage beside you and jumped to your feet before walking off.

"(Y/N)!" Harry called following you. You picked up your pace before feeling a hand grab your wrist. Stopping yourself, you looked back at Harry who stared softly and sorrowfully at you. "Just talk to me ok. I don't want you by yourself and doing something irrational. You know I like you and..."

Harry's voice faded from your mind as you saw Louis fast pacing towards you both desperately. And that little girl was following behind him, trying to catch up in those heels of hers. Tears threatened your eyes again as Harry turned his head watching them approach.

"(Y/N)." Louis began coming close enough to speaking range.

"Louis!"

"Don't." Harry put a hand on his chest preventing him from coming and closer to you. "You have a lot of nerve mate." The girl clung her as around Louis' though he shook her off.

"Louis!" She whined as he glared down at her.

"Go home Amber."

"But you called-"

"I don't want you here anymore!" He yelled obviously stressed and worried how this would turn out. Amber slowly backed away and watched from a distance as Louis focused on you. "(Y/N)... y-you have to understand."

You shook your head as he let out a shaky breath.

"What's there to understand?" You whispered as Harry kept his glare firm at the Doncaster boy who wouldn't acknowledge him.

"She was a fling. I don't like her. She was there when I needed her. But I don't anymore because you're here."

"I've been here for a while Louis." You growled coming up behind Harry to chastise him. "And so has she. When I miss you, do you think I would hire someone to have sex with? Do you not understand my insecurity enough?"

"I do, but-"

"No. You don't." You said keeping yourself from getting worked up. "I expected more from you Louis." You muttered as he looked down playing with his fingers. "I'm beyond disappointed. But I can't control your sexual cravings or you for that matter. So go and have fun with Amber because she can make up for me now." His eyes widened as he shook his head.

"P-please! I know I screwed up! But I can't live without you! I never wanted this to happen! I love you (Y/N)!" You took Harry's hand who looked down at them and then up at you.

"(Y/N)..."

"You don't understand the definition of love. But when you do, then come talk to me." And with that, you pulled Harry away with you. You needed some support right now and he understood that.

Restricting yourself to look back, you left the empty stadium. Hoping to never set foot near Louis Tomlinson again.