One Direction Imagines!

Before you read, just know I love One Direction. Just sometimes things that happen in their lives can be too much. Inspired by my one of my favorite writers of 1D fanfics.

~Louis POV~

I sat in the cold room, listening to all of the alerts from twitter that were coming in on my phone. I glanced over to them and read one aloud. “Why are you even in One Direction, you are the only one that can’t sing.” I felt a tear roll down my cheek, and I read another. “You broke Harry’s heart. How could you do that to him? You are truly a monster.” I laughed to myself as I felt more tears fall on my face. I’ve hurt everybody around me. Eleanor, the boys, Harry. My life was getting in the way of everybody else. I laid back on to my bed and rubbed my eyes, when I heard a little knock on the door. Harry came in and sat on the bed next to me, stroking my hair a little. “Lou, what’s wrong?” He asked and I felt my throat clench up. “Everything Haz, everything is falling apart. Eleanor is crying because of the bad things people are saying to her and all of the fans hate me.” I looked over at Harry to see him looking at my phone, scrolling through all of the tweets. “Louis… it’ll be all right-” “Harry!” I heard Paul yell, “They need you for sound check.” I looked at Harry and he gave me a quick hug before walking toward the door. “It’ll be ok Lou, everything will work out.” I kept staring at all of the tweets on my phone after he left, and I couldn’t stop feeling guilty. I called Eleanor to see how she was doing, hoping it would make me feel better. She picked up the phone sniffling. “Lou… why do they hate me so much?” she said through sobs and I felt tears coming in to my eyes. “Babe, they don’t hate you. I promise things will be better. You are the only girl I love,” I said trying to hide the shaking of my voice. I listened to her sniffles on the other line. Just hearing her breathe made me feel a little better. Why was I doing this to her? She was feeling so much pain and it’s all because of me. “Eleanor, I love with all my heart. No matter what happens, just know that I love you,” I said and she sounded very confused. “Lou what do you mean ‘no matter what happens-” “Just promise me El. I love you.” I hung up the phone and hid my face in my hands. My body was shaking and my sobs we uncontrollable. I ruined everything. Maybe I should just- then I saw the tweet. You are such a horrible excuse of a person. Go kill yourself. I sat in silence, before I started laughing through my tears. “Louis Tomlinson,” I said to myself, “You truly are going mad aren’t you?” I said. I picked up my phone and sent a text to El, Niall, Liam, Zayn, and Harry. “I love you all. None of you could have stopped me. I’m so sorry.” I stood up from where I was and slowly started walking down toward the lobby. All of the fans were screaming, but soon stopped when they saw my condition. ‘This is it,’ I thought to myself, ‘you will finally be free’

Harry POV

I sang a few bars and scales so I could give the sound guy a good look at how loud they needed my mic to be when I felt my phone buzz. It was a text from Louis. ”I love you all. None of you could have stopped me. I’m so sorry.” My heart started racing. Couldn’t have stopped what? All of a sudden it hit me and I started to panic. I didn’t even react when Paul was shouting my name, I just ran as fast as I could. I had to get back to hotel. I had to find Louis. My feet took me as fast as they could and that’s when I saw him. Louis was standing on the side of the road with tears streaming down his face. I looked at the fans standing in a mob around him. Why wasn’t anybody doing anything? I ran to him screaming his name, he was still so far from where I was. I saw him look at me and then back to the road. I was only a few seconds form him. He couldn’t do this to me- not now.

ONE

I saw him step out in to the middle of the street and stop

TWO

He turned to face me and I ran as hard as I could

THREE

I noticed the big semi truck heading in his direction

FOUR

He looked back at me and gave me one last smirk

FIVE.

I saw my best friend’s body make hard contact with the front of the truck.

I collapsed where I was, not caring about the fans around me. Just sobbing. I could’ve saved him. I could’ve saved him. If I was only here a couple seconds sooner he wouldn’t have been hit. Why couldn’t I have saved him? I felt like my whole world was falling apart and my heart felt like it was ripped out of my chest. That’s when I noticed the little note on the ground.

“Harry,

Thanks for always being there for me, and thanks for being my best friend. My world was so much better with you in it. Just know this wasn’t your fault. I love you so much. I’ll never forget you Styles, Never. I’m finally free….

~Louis

Ok a lot of you guys are probably really mad at me right now, but I just wanted to say sometimes the things we say can have a big impact on some people. I love 1D with all my heart and I just wanted to show what things can happen when fame can get to be too much. Love you all and tell me what you think of this.

Lots of love,

XOXO Louisgirl1d

I want to write sad imagines, maybe ones with deaths in them? I don’t know what do you guys think?

You picked up your phone and quickly clicked new message. You sent a text to Harry your boyfriend. “Help me!!” You text pressing the send button. You turn around to look at the two crazy twins you had to babysit. They were going absolutely crazy. Darcy and Matt ran around the house knocking over pillows and screaming their lungs out. You pick up your phone and text Harry the address you were at. A couple minutes later you hear a knock at the door and Harry comes in. “Woah babe” he says as he carefully steps around the stuff on the floor to get to you. “Need some help?” You sigh and sit on the couch placing your head in your hands. He sits next to you and hugs your close. “Don’t worry,” he says with a light kiss on your head “we can do this.” You look up to see him smiling at you with that amazing smile. You instantly feel better. A long day of playing house and making cookies later, it was finally time to put them in bed. You walk around the corner to find Darcy when you hear singing coming from the living room. “When he lays you down I might just die inside, it just don’t feel right, because I can love you more than this…” You peek around the corner to see Darcy snuggled in Harry’s arms sleeping. You smiled to yourself and listened to his singing- getting a little tired yourself. You hear him go upstairs to lay Darcy in her bed and you lay on the couch. After a while you feel somebody sit next to you and stroke your hair. You move over a bit and Harry lays down next to you, cuddling closer to you. “You’d make a great dad Harry” you say dozing off. He chuckles and leans over to softly kiss you. “To our kids” he whispers. You smile and start to fall asleep with Harry singing softly to you. “Because I can love you more than this…”

(I would suggest listening to Ed Sheeran’s Give Me Love whilst reading this) *WARNING: this may cause crying and/or extreme sadness*

You take in every feature on his face before meeting his eyes, now red and puffy. He lightly takes your hair and pushes it behind your ear. His hand stays at your cheek and you see a tear fall from his eye. He tries to smile, but it only makes everyhting hurt more. You sit and stare at eachother for a long time, trying to make these moments last forever. He drops his head and buries it in his hands, his body now shaking. “Please,” he says through the tears “Stay with me.” You softly shake your head. Niall stands up with his hands to his eyes. He walks over to the table and smashes everything he can find before collapsing on the ground. You walk over and hold him as he lays there. “You don’t have to go, you can stay here. It doesn’t have to be like this. Please don’t leave-” “Niall,” you say “I’m so sorry”. He shakes his head and stands up. He comes to you and hugs you for a long time. You bury your head in his shirt as you try to take in his scent one last time. “I have to do this for you” you say “It has to be done”. He takes your hand and lightly kisses it. “You will always be my princess” he says. You look in to his eyes and see more tears fall. “Always”. As you walk out the broken room you turn to look at him one last time, before walking away- forever.