"Louis, your freakin stupid. I HATE you!"
You swing the front door open and start sobbing as you run down the empty street.
You and Louis just your biggest fight since you two have been together, and you weren't sure if it would be your last, either. Could this be it?
You start to walk when you see your driveway and quickly go inside and lock yourself in your bedroom.
You pull out your phone.
One text from Louis. You open it up.
FROM: LOUIS(:
(y/n), this is my fault. please come back. We can sort things through. I love you and I want this to work. xx
You get an idea.
TO: LOUIS(:
come find me
You climb out your bedroom window onto the flat roof, climbing to the edge and using the branches to swing to the treehouse.
You're about to climb inside when you hear someone familiar.
"(Y/n)!"
You look down. Louis.
You smile sheepishly and carefully climb back down.
He practically grabs you, wrapping his arms around you tightly.
"(Y/n), I'm so sorry."
"I am too, Louis. I'm sorry."
"Let's not fight."
You pull away slightly and smile up at him. "You always know how to make things better. I love you, Lou."
Before he can say it back, your lips press to his, and all of the fighting is forgotten.