Your POV
Finals, finals, finals. That's all you do in college. You worry about finals. Seriously, the minute you walk on campus you're scared shitless about finals. And that's currently what you're studying for. Sitting in your living room reading about DNA patterns when your boyfriend, Louis, walks in. And to your horror, he's bored.
"Hey, babe. Whatcha doin'?" He asks innocently. Without looking away from your book you give him a quick "Studying."
"Well why don't you take a break and hang out with me." He states. That was probably meant to be a question but he finds a way to make everything a statement.
"I can't, Louis. I have to pass my finals." This time you did look up from your book to see Louis standing there and pouting. "(Y/N), come on. Just for a little while?" He asks again. You can't break, you can't break. You repeat this mantra over and over again. His blue eyes are staring back at you pleadingly.
"Pwease?" He asks in the cutest baby voice ever. With a sigh you mark your page and set the book down on the coffee table looking up at him.
"Fine, Louis, you win. What do you wanna do?" He looks down.
"Well do you have any ideas of something we could do?"
"LOUIS!"
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