One Direction Imagines

Prom

* imagine for Rednecklover1

Imagine....You were resting your head on your boyfriends shoulder. You were a senior in high school and he had come from very far to make this possible for you. The Louis Tomlinson was your boyfriend. Just the thought made you smirk. You were slow dancing in the middle of the floor to a slow song while many girls turned green with envy. Louis sang along with the song while he softy mumbled it in your ear. He was wearing a black tux with a red tie. He looked stunning and he looked hot.

You'd worn a red long dress with one sleeve. It had rhinestones on it and your hair was pulled on a side braid. Once the song ended, Louis placed his hand on the small of your back.

"Hannah, the color red looks yummy, I mean lovely on you," said Louis with a cheeky grin.

"You look hot, I mean, great too love," you told him with a wink. Louis chuckled and he took you to a lonely table in a corner. He started kissing you passionately while he scooted your chair closer to him until your thighs were brushing. Louis griped your thigh and slowly scrunched up your dress until it revealed your leg. He trailed his fingers in your exposed inner thigh.

"Louis, this is a school dance," you stressed the word school as you mumbled it against his jaw while he placed kisses on your neck.

Louis let go of your dress and sighed in frustration. He pouted his lips and loosened his tie.

"I don't like these things anyways. I did this for you. so you'll go to my flat for me right Hannah?" Louis said with a finishing grin.

" And do what Lou? Play chess? Or maybe bingo? " You teased him.

" I can rock any game you give me love," Louis said with a sly smile.

" I just don't think you'll be ready for all my tricks," you said while pretending to examine your nails.

"Maybe you can teach me some babe?" Louis asked you inching closer to you.

"When we get home," you told him.

"Can we go home now?" Louis asked excited.

"Not yet," you scolded him.

"Hannah," whined Louis as he crossed his arms and sunk into his chair. You laughed and pulled him into the dance floor once more.

"If you have fun then time will go by faster," you chided him.

"I want other type of fun, " whined Louis in a grumble as you dragged him to the floor.

~Giselle