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justmeinatree · 4 months

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hi love ! How are you ? Can you please wrote another imagine about y/n being louis fan and louis have a meet and great and He flirt w y/n and then he whispered to wait for him to get some drinking together.please theres weed too ! Thank you sm love , youre my comfort acc there 🫂 so so so hot fanfic of yours ! Thank you 💗

right so this kind of got away from me 😅 i’m not sure it’s exactly what you wanted, but my brain just kind of took off. if you wanted something different, please don’t hesitate to reach out and ask for something new ! 🫶

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you weren’t quite sure how you ended up here. at the bar. with louis.

actually, that’s not true. you knew exactly how it happened. you ended up meeting louis. bit of a fluke, really, as he was doing a meet and greet, and you happened to walk by. curiosity getting the best of you, you stood in line, happy to have a very quick, brief chat with him, a warm smile, and a handshake goodbye.

what you never expected, or really understood why, was upon walking away and exiting the building, to have a hand land on your shoulder in an attempt to stop you.

and what you expected even less, was to be staring back at oli, a smile on his face, shyness creeping up on his features, as you looked at him, confused, “sorry, did i forget anything ?”

“no, no,” he was quick to get out, “m’actually here to ask you something.”

and that’s the story of how you ended up in a bar with louis. seems you had piqued his interest, and he sent his friend over to tell you so. and invite you to join them for drinks later on.

which, after a few drinks in your system, the conversation seemed to flow nicely. something you were slightly shocked about, considering you were incredibly nervous, and didn’t think you’d have much in common with him.

but the more you banter, and the more time you spend with louis, the more that seems to fade. but only slightly. it was louis for fuck sake.

“s’hard to hear, wanna go outside ?” louis asks against your ear, making you nod back at him, before following the path he’s created towards to exit.

as soon as the door closes, the booming bass gets blocked away, the quietness of the nighttime making you realize how loud it really was in there.

“that’s better,” louis sighs contently, as if he was reading your mind. “alright if i smoke while we’re out here ?”

“of course,” you smile, hoisting yourself up on a ledge to sit, while louis paces slowly, fiddling with his lighter, taking the first drag. which based on the smell, was not a regular cigarette like you had originally imagined.

“want some ?” he laughs, “see you eyeing it. don’t have to be shy, can just ask.”

“sorry,” you bite your lip, heat rising to your cheeks, a bit embarrassed that you’d been caught staring. “yeah, i think i’d like some,” you nod, hoping that the weed would help to loosen you up a little more than the alcohol had been.

“here,” louis smiles, stepping up towards you, hand extended to you to pluck the joint from between his fingers. “and there’s nothing to apologize for.”

“sorry,” you say again, a giggle rising from your chest, as more heat prickles your cheeks. christ, you were so awkward. “think m’just a bit nervous around you.”

louis leans against the wall that you’re sitting on, staying fairly close to you, without actually touching, his eyes looking up to catch yours. “i make you nervous ?”

you nod, handing him the joint back, starting to feel the prickly high, thankful that your nervousness was waning because of it. “i don’t know how to be around you. m’not really sure why you’d get oli to come fetch me in the first place,” you chuckle. “feels like i don’t really belong here.”

louis splutters around his puff, coughing some smoke out of his lungs, shaking his head, as he catches his breath, “hope i’m not making you feel that way. i want you here,” he murmurs, hand tentatively landing on your knee, flicking his eyes to yours again, making sure the touch was okay.

“why on earth would you want me ?” you laugh, “nothing special about me.”

“now that’s not true at all,” louis tuts at you, handing you the joint again, letting you finish it off. “so far, you’ve been way more interesting to talk to than any of the idiots in there,” he hums, thumb pointing back over his shoulder, towards the door to the bar. “you’re also much prettier than any of them,” he adds a bit shyly, looking for your reaction again.

but he’s met with a simple chuckle, roll of your eyes and a slightly playful huff, “you brought a bunch of guys with you, i’d be slightly offended if you didn’t think i was prettier than them,” you answer sarcasm dripping from your tone.

“don’t take compliments well do you ?” he mutters to himself, making a show of pondering for a moment, “not gonna make my job easy, if i want to flirt with you.”

you can feel your eyes bulge out of you head, your heart stopping cold for a moment. did you just hear that correctly ? “fuck, how stoned are you ?”

louis laughs, shaking his head, taking a step away from the wall to stand in front of you, “gonna make it real hard, i see.”

“stop saying shit like that,” you giggle bashfully, hiding your face in your hands, “why would you even want to flirt with me ?”

a moment later, you can feel louis’ hands wind their way around your wrists, pulling your hands gently from your face. the soft brush of his fingertips against your sensitive skin sending a shiver down your arms. his eyes meet yours, a smile quirking up the corner of his mouth, “there she is. beautiful girl. might not have known you very long,” he chuckles breathily as it’s literally been a matter of hours, “but i’ve already learned that you’re incredibly kind, sarcastic, sweet, playful, happy,” he coos, “all things that make me want to know more. that make me curious to see who you are.”

he’s taken your breath away. he took the time to watch you, to see you interact with others, with himself, to find out what kind of person you actually are. and he’s managed to do it in a matter of hours. while drinking and smoking, mind you. something that others haven’t been able to do in much longer timeframes. and for some reason, your trauma filled brain is just not buying it.

“m’just being a good person,” you shrug, “there’s nothing to it really, nothing to admire,” you reply, watching louis’ eyes roll again.

“m’gonna have to work real hard,” he coos quietly.

when did he get so close ? when did you heart start beating so fast ? when did you start feeling his breath fanning across your skin ? when did his fingertips reach for your cheek in a soothing glide ? when did you become so mother fucking enamoured ?

“wanna have the opportunity to get to know you more,” he murmurs, mouth so close to yours. “and to kick the ass of whoever made you unable to see how much there really is to admire.”

“louis,” you puff out, eyes locked on his, breath caught in your throat. he knew just what to say. and maybe for once, you actually wanted to give into it. maybe it was your opportunity to give someone a real chance. maybe, just maybe, he’d be the one to break down that wall of protection you’ve so eloquently built around yourself.

“will you let me ?” he whispers, his mouth even closer. so much so, you can almost feel the movement of his lips as he speaks. “will you let me get to know you more ?”

“m’scared to get hurt,” you admit quietly, your gaze leaving his, flicking down in slight shame. “what if you regret getting to know me ?”

louis shakes his head, eyes softening as he looks over your features, because now he really wants to hurt whoever it was that hurt you so badly. his fingertips glide along your jaw to your chin, getting your attention again. “how could i possibly like you less, if i know you more ?”

you bite your lip, a warm heat spreading through you, forcing a smile on your lips. one you couldn’t hold back even if you tried. “those are song lyrics,” you giggle quietly.

“yeah, so what ?” he laughs softly, his nose fluttering against your own.

“so, i hate that it’s working,” you bite your lip, resting your forehead against his.

louis hums happily, eyes fluttering shut, the hand that was resting on your knee, now working its way slowly up your thigh to your hip, “really wanna kiss you right now.”

“i won’t stop you.”

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justmeinatree · 7 months

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i feel like i don’t see enough louis one shots and it’s criminal😭

could you possibly do a one shot where the relationship between louis and reader is forbidden like reader is one of the boy’s sister and forbids anyone dating her etc. and they sneak around and almost get caught?

love reading your work!!🩵

@tommomylove91

you know what ? it IS fkn criminal !! these requests were mixed together .. they both just seemed to flow together too nicely ! hope you both enjoy ✌️

TW : alcohol consumption, smutty-esque

Word Count : 2k

“fuck do you think you’re doing ? someone’s gonna see,” louis exclaims, pushing your hand away.

you were out celebrating niall, your brother’s, birthday. you were excited when he had asked you to join him and his friends, always having had such a crush on louis. and you knew he’d obviously be there.

ever since the day you’d met him, so many years ago now, when the band was formed, there was an intense attraction between the two of you. and well, tonight, with the amount of alcohol coursing through your bloodstream, and the unquestionable amount of luck you’d gotten with the seating arrangement, your drunken mind decided to have a little fun.

what you didn’t know is that, as much as louis wanted nothing more than to bend you over the table, and fuck to hell anyone who sees, niall had forbade any of his bandmates from even coming close to hitting on his sister. now, that may have been a promise that louis made well over 10 years ago now, but it does still remain. and he can’t say he totally blames niall. couldn’t imagine any of those lads trying their luck with any of his sisters. knows what those guys are like, and he would not second guess sending his fist into their jaw if they did anything to his siblings.

but with a buzz induced fog, damn all those rum and coke’s, you don’t really care about louis’ warning, your hand softly trailing from his knee, following the inseam of his pants, slowly gliding up his inner thigh, occasionally squeezing into his clothed flesh.

and well, louis was only human, his resolve slowly fading with the continuous sips of his vodka and sprite. he can feel the interest springing in his cock, his heartbeat starting to accelerate. he wants you. wants you more than he’ll ever admit to you. or to anyone, really. but niall’s right across the table, and your arm’s suspicious stretch over to louis’ lap isn’t quite as subtle as you probably think.

“c’mon love,” he groans, hastily moving your hand away as it’s gotten fairly close to touching a certain hardening appendage that’s tenting louis’ pants. “the others will see. seriously what’s gotten into you ?” he murmurs quietly against your ear, in an effort to keep the conversation to a low volume.

a shiver runs down your spine, louis’ warm breath hitting your neck and ear, the heat shooting straight down to your pussy, getting wetter and wetter by the moment. you bite your lip, your shoulders relaxing into an almost slump, as you look over at him, need evident, no, screaming, at him through your gaze. “i can’t resist you anymore,” you whisper embarrassingly, your cheeks warming at your confession, as your hand darts out to touch his leg again, fingers gripping into the meat of his thigh.

“louis !” niall shouts at him, “you’re not even fuckin listening mate,” he shakes his head. “fuck are you two on about over there anyway ?”

louis’ head snaps quickly to face niall, a nervous chuckle leaving his lips, shaking out his hair, as his brain gets snapped back into the reality at hand, “sorry mate, sorry. you know how annoying your little sister can get,” he chuckles, no malicious intent evident in his tone, clearly needing an excuse. and honestly, it wasn’t all that far from the truth, with the amount of times your hand ends up on him. “what was it you were saying ?”

you huff, leaning back in your chair, arms crossing over your chest for a moment, before reaching out for your drink again, taking a few sips, throwing your leg over your knee, your foot now rubbing up and down louis’ calf.

it was more subtle, which louis was thankful for, especially as he attempted to keep his cool and have a full blown debate with niall and deo. but as your heel gets slid off, and your toes make contact with the end of his pant leg, he can feel you sliding up his calf, skin to skin. you were so warm, leaving a trail of fire as you work your way higher up, close to reaching his knee, and for a moment, he was cursing himself for having worn sweatpants instead of jeans.

“stop,” he groans with more vigour against your ear, as niall and deo delve deeper into the debate, knowing that his request will surely be falling on deaf ears, apparently doing as you please, without much regard for anyone else tonight.

you turn yourself more towards louis, your back practically facing the table, murmuring against his ear, “and what if i dont ?” quickly taking his earlobe between your teeth, and tugging.

louis’ swift to bite his lip, holding down the moan that’s threatening to escape, his hand shooting out, nails digging into your hip, from under the table, as a form of warning. he cannot get caught. especially not on niall’s birthday. it would ruin it for him, and louis’ not about to let that happen.

“fuckin christ, y/n, leave louis alone,” niall snaps at you, shaking his head, adding playfully, “don’t make me separate you two.”

you turn back to face the table, rolling your eyes at your brother, “m’not doing anything you wanker.”

niall flips you off, a smirk pulling at his lips, knowing that you wont take him seriously for a second, before getting up and taking everyone’s drink orders, heading off to the bar for another round.

louis turns to you, the others at the table not paying so much attention, “fuckin hell, love,” he groans, “you’re going to get us both in trouble. niall’s not that stupid, he’s surely reading right through this.”

“have you met him when he drinks,” you giggle, “s’not gonna remember anything. but if it’s more privacy you want, meet me in the bathroom in a few minutes.” and with that, you stand, not waiting for any form of confirmation, heading off to the washroom.

you head down the hallway, going into the bathroom, leaving a small crack in the door, hoping to see louis coming by, in search for you, very soon. your resolve was waning, and if he wasn’t going to come back here in the next few minutes, you’d shimmy your underwear off and take matters into your own hands.

your patience was thankfully not tested tonight, as a moment later, you notice louis, making you pop your head out of the door, and beckoning him over. he checks his surroundings quickly, making sure no one’s paying attention, before slipping into the washroom, clicking the door locked behind him.

instantly, your hands grip into his shirt, right over his chest, pulling him closer to you. but louis’ quick to grip into your wrists, stopping you dead in your tracks, tutting at you, “m’not here to hook up with you. you’re drunk aren’t you ? there’s no way you’d be doing this if you were sober.”

you look up at him, sadness mixed with need mixed with years of pent up arousal and want, biting your lip as you hum, “i wouldn’t be doing this sober,” you admit. “but it’s not because i dont want to, it’s because i wouldn’t have the courage to.”

“love,” louis sighs, feeling your hands slide from their perch in his chest, down to his hips, pulling him closer, in a silent plea. “i can’t do that to niall. he’s like a brother to me, he’d fuckin kill me.”

“well, he’ll have to go through me first,” you huff, pressing him against you, feeling his stiffy. “what is it you want ?”

you can see louis’ determination diminishing, his hand gently cupping your jaw, thumb rubbing against your cheek, trailing over the plushness of your bottom lip, “wanna do this,” he hums, leaning in, and pressing his lips to yours, because, really, fuck it all. he’s a saint for having resisted you so long anyway.

a groan instantly works its way up from your chest, hands instinctively gripping into his soft hair, holding him as close to you as you can.

you moan breathily, your mouths fighting for dominance, a decade of pent up attraction finally finding its way to the surface. with louis’ one hand against your jaw, the other gripped tightly into your hip, he begins to walk you backwards, your back hitting into the wall, his hips rolling against yours, a moan leaving his lips at the friction his cock has been desperately craving since your hand first made contact with his thigh.

“you’ve no idea how long i’ve wanted this,” louis whispers against your mouth, his teeth biting into the flesh of your bottom lip, as he grips your thigh, throwing it over his hip, giving himself much better access to grant you some pleasure as well.

the newfound angle makes you whimper, your breath picking up, losing yourself into louis. your fingers scratch at his scalp, foot digging into his bum to hold him close, closer.

your cunt was an absolute mess, clenching around nothing, your panties completely soaked through, clit throbbing for attention, fumbling your way to try and discard his pants.

“christ, not here, darling,” louis groans, hips bucking instinctively into your touch, his lips working their way over your neck, finally getting a taste of your skin, something he’s begrudgingly withheld himself from for so long. “make it so hard to resist you,” he moans, nipping at your sensitive skin, where your neck meets your jaw. “you’re so fuckin gorgeous, and you know it don’t you ? always teasing me, fuckin gagging to get into my pants, christ, look at you.”

you whimper louder, tugging on him, needing him, craving absolutely any form of touch at this point.

you’re both quickly startled, frightened as you’re both caught off guard, a loud knock rasping against the door, “louis, you in there ? have ya seen my sister ?”

“fuck,” he whispers too quietly for niall to hear, adding louder, “yeah, m’here. haven’t seen her though mate.”

you both wait, holding your breath, hearing niall mutter a curse under his breath, the faint thumping of his footsteps retreating.

“fuckin hell,” louis groans exasperated, his heart about to burst out of his chest.

your eyes were closed, forehead pressed against louis’ chest, shaking your head, “that was way too close.”

“we can’t do this here,” louis murmurs sadly, catching sheer disappointment plastered across your features, as you roll your head back against the wall, needing a breather, knowing full well that your chance has flown out the window.

and for a moment, louis feels his heart squeeze. he can’t leave you high and dry, and quite honestly, doesn’t want to hold back from you anymore. he’s pretty sure he could take niall anyway, if the day ever comes. “think you can hold it together ? just a little longer,” he murmurs softly, lips pressing a soft, comforting kiss into your chin. “we can sneak off together later, smuggle you into my uber,” he chuckles breathily, “do this alone. no brother to get in the way.”

and if the way your face lights up was anything to go by, louis can bet that he’ll be having the best night he’s had in a long while.

Part 2

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