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Tumblr: There are about seven people in the world that look like you. 
Me:
Me: But that means there are 35 people in the world that look like the members of one direction.
Me:
Me:
Me:  I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for good looks, I can tell you I don't have any. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career of stalking and fan-girling. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you marry me now, that'll be the end of it. I will not hunt for you, I will not stalk you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will force my love upon you.

One Direction Imagine 
Melissa (italiangirl3)- Part 2

  "I guess I'm  just nervous, " He confessed, his left foot tracing a circle in the dirt. I scoffed.
     "The great Louis Tomlinson, nervous?" I mocked gasped, bringing my hand to my widened mouth. "Unheard of!"
      He laughed at my joke for a second, before turning back into his stony mood he had suddenly developed.
      "Oh, Lou, I was only joking, tell me whats bothering you!"
      Louis sighed, finally giving in, "Well I've been thinking a lot lately.
     "Louis? Thinking? Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?"
      "Melissa," He warned.
      "Sorry!" I replied, rolling my eyes, "Continue!"
      "I've been thinking about doing something, something that could change my life, but," He paused, and looked me in the eyes ," I'm afraid if I do it, it will mess everything up."
       "And what is this big thing you are planning?" I wondered, geniunely curious at what could have the crazy Tommo i knew and loved, scared. Louis didn't answer, and looked back at his sneakers. I put my hand on his shoulder frowning, ready to do whatever it took to make him feel better. "Louis I-"
       I was interupted by Louis crashing his lips against mine. I was taken aback for a moment, and almost pulled away, until i comprehended what was happening.
        Louis Tomlinson was kissing me! Me , Melissa! I was quick to kiss him back, his warm lips meshing with mine, until he pulled away, looking for my reaction. As my lips tingled from his touch, I realized that what he was so nervous about before, what he was scared to do, was to kiss me. I could have almost broke down crying, if it wasn't for Louis's nervous blue eyes, those aquamarine orbs i had come to know in love, staring back into my own golden ones. He slouched as he examined my shocked expression, and put his head into his hands.
       "Oh my god, why the heIl did I just do that?" He muttered into his palms, shaking his head.
       "Louis-"
        "I'm so sorry, Lissa, I shouldn't have done it! It was an impulse, and i just went with my instinct, and I now you don't feel the same, and I hope this wont ruin our friendship, because I really value ever-"
        "LOUIS!"  He finally looked up into my face, expecting the worse.
         "Louis William Tomlinson, " I started, and couldn't help but break into a grin, "Do you know how freakin' long I have been waiting for you to do that?"
        Louis widened his eyes, and lunged at me, pulling me into a hug, One hand gripping my hair, the other placed delicately against the small of my back. His nose was pressed against my shoulder, until he brought his lips up to my ear.
       "I love you, Melissa"
       "I love you too, Boo bear." As he pulled away, he looked back down on me, and suddenly broke into a roaring laugh. "What?"
       "Well now this couples outfit actually works out!" He grinned, and pulled me back into a hug, both of our laughing echoing throughout the park. 

I hope you enjoyed it Melissa,
and if anyone would like their
own one direction imagine
please comment on my profile! Thanks!
-Lulu

One Direction Imagine 
Melissa (italiangirl3)- Part 1

    I tapped my foot, waiting for my so called best friend to arrive, although i was doubting his friendship skills as he was already an hour late to hang out.
    I was about ready to leave, and was turning on my heel, when i felt strong arms wrap around my waist and lift me in the air. As I was about to scream, i heard the familiar laugh of Louis as he pressed his cheek against my back in a comforting manner, and stopped. He squeezed me even tighter, swinging me around in the process, before placing me back down on the ground.
    "Louis!" I squealed, crashing back into his chest, so i could hug him properly this time. I quickly pulled away though as i rememered how long i had been waiting for and slapped him on the chest. "Do you know how long i was waiting fo-"
    I stopped when i noticed what he was wearing. A blue striped shirt, red suspenders attached to jeans with red toms to match.
    The exact same as me.
    Louis looked me up and down and burst out laughing, and i sooned joined him.
    "Oh now we really look like a couple, Lissa!" He managed through laughs, and he reached over and snapped my suspenders. I rolled my eyes. 
    Everyone had always suspected that me and Louis were more then just best friends, and teased us about it constantly. And although i did have a major crush on the blue eyed prankster, i thought that he didn't feel the same, and i would never risk our friendship because of my silly little crush.
    "And i really am sorry i was late, I was held up by some fans asking for pictures," Louis explained, still smiling. I immediately melted at his perfect grin, and knew i could never stay mad at him
    "You're forgiven, Lou, but lets get some lunch now, I'm starving!"
    Louis grabbed my hand, and chills shot up my arm and down my spine at our touch. I looked up into his face, and wondered if he had felt them to, but with his glazed expression, and content smile I couldn't tell. He intertwined his fingers between mine, and I couldn't help but notice that they seemed to fit perfectly together.
    "Now where do we want to eat, lovey?" He asked, glancing down at me. I looked at my feet, thinking, when my thoughts were interrupted by a man's shouts.
    "Hot dogs, hot dogs, and burgers! Right here, hot and fresh!" A man in his late thirties was yelling, standing next to his cart. Louis's face lit up as he dragged me over to the consession cart.
     "Hot dogs? Really, Louis?" I groaned. "Ecspecially one's from a street vender!" 
     "Oh come on, live a little on the edge!" He teased, and ruffled my light brown hair, as we reached the car. "Two hotdogs please!"
     The man, shuffled around in his cart, and soon presented us with two steaming hotdogs, as Louis quickly handed over money, before I could protest.
     "Louis! I could have paid for my own!" I whined, and he shook his head in response, handing me a hotdog.
      "Please, Melissa, i'm treating you! That's what you do on a date right?" He smirked, and winked in my direction. I paused, clutching the hotdog tightly. A date? Was this a date? Did Louis think it was a date? Maybe he did like me! I snapped out of my trance to see Louis four strides ahead of me, yelling, "Come on slow poke!"
      I soon caught up, and Louis led me to sit down on a nearby bench. I sat down next to him and he was quick to put his arm around my shoulder.  I looked over at him, and noticed that his hotdog lay untouched by his side. I glanced up at his face and saw that he was  looking far off into the distant, his eyes glassy.
     "Is something wrong, Lou?" I asked, worried. He snapped his head back into my direction, and scrunched his eyebrows together.
     "No, why?"
     "You haven't touched your dog," I smiled, and he stared into my eyes for a moment. I squirmed a little under his unwavering gaze, until he broke away and looked down at his feet.
    

 

Holy chiz this imagine was long,
so it had to be put into two parts!
-Lulu

 

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