One Direction Imagines

Louis #5

You and your best friend sit on the beach checking out the cute guys and enjoying life, when you suddenly get hit by a volleyball and it knocks your drink out of your hand to wear it spills all over you."Oh, I'm so sorry," you hear someone with a British accent say. You turn around and look at the person, who turns out to be a hot boy with gorgeous eyes. "Oh, no, it's fine," you say, "I'm (y/n)." "Nice to meet you (y/n), I'm Louis. I'm sorry again about the whole volleyball thing maybe I can make it up to you, how about dinner, maybe?" You turn around to look at your friend, she quickly nods her head and you turn back towards Louis. "Sure, as long as we don't eat anywhere near someone with a volleyball." He laughs slightly. "That works for me, how about we exchange numbers and I'll pick you up at seven." You give him your number in exchange for his and give him the details about where you were staying. Later that night at exactly seven he shows up for you 'date' and you leave with him no knowledge of where you were going. He walks you onto the beach after grabbing a picnic basket from his car. He lays out a blacker and you both sit down as he opens the picnic basket. "Wow, you must already know everything about me because you seem to have all of my favorite things." "Your friend is a very sneaky girl, she texted me with your phone telling me what you I should and should not do." "I see, we need to have a talk about that she is not my mother, but this is absolutely perfect." He laughs and hands you a soda. You eat your picnic and talk about your interest and random things, then you sit and watch the sunset, cuddled up with you head lying on his shoulder. He was the sweetest guy and treated you like a princess on the first date and you really wanted to get to know him. He walked you back to where you were staying and that began your goodbyes. "I hope I will see you again," he says smiling at you. "Me too," you say looking up at him. "How about I call you tomorrow?" "Perfect." Was all you could reply before your friend opened the door. "Finally, your back, it's almost ten. I hope you acting like a gentlemen and treated my friend with respect, because if you didn't I will smoother you to pieces." "(Y/f/n) calm down, he was really nice to me." "Good, now say your goodbyes and get in here (y/n)." "Sorry about that," you say as your friend closes the door. "It's cool, well I guess I'll call you tomorrow?" "I'll be waiting. Bye Louis." "Bye (y/n)."