REQUEST: (from Anon) You’re a famous singer and you and Louis have been dating for about a year and you come out with your relationship imagine? Love your blog btw x 💛💕
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Being Y/N Y/L/N has its pros and cons. A pro of it is being able to travel the world while doing what I love the most… singing. Singing is just one thing, but singing songs written by me, for me, and with me is a whole other level.
Another pro is finding the love of my life during an award show, where he and his bandmates won against me for best music video.
“And the winner for Best Music Video is…” Rihanna says through the mic. Each tear on the envelope sending chills down my spine.
I was nominated for my music video for “Salute”. My opponents include Zayn’s “Pillowtalk”, Maroon 5’s “Don’t Wanna Know” and One Direction’s “Night Changes”. The competition was tough but I really wanted to win this award. I gave my everything on that song and its music video and winning will pay off the hard work.
The air became almost non-existent when I heard Rihanna shout One Direction. It felt like the air was physically punched out of my system. But with the cameras filming our reactions, I had to fake a smiling face and clap for the winner.
During the after party, I wasn’t in the mood to celebrate my Best Female Singer award and socialize with everyone on the room. My manager just forced me to attend as to not start speculations of me being a sore loser or what not. The lose really took a toll on me. The worst thing was… I only lost to them by 5 votes! I mean… 5 votes?! It really bummed me out.
“Hello?” Someone said, shaking me out of my frustrated thoughts.
“What?” I said, shaking my head to bring me back to reality.
“I’m sorry.” The person said. I looked at the person and saw none other than Harry Styles.
“No.. I’m sorry. Just really not in the mood to be here.” I said honestly.
“Oh, sorry ‘bout that love. But my friend Louis right there was just too nervous to meet you, and seeing your reaction tonight about the award, he was really to scared to approach you.” He said, pointing towards Louis’s direction. Louis had a sheepish smile raising his hand as a sign of hello, which may I say was adorable.
“Was it really that obvious?” I asked nervously.
“Just a little.” Louis said. I didn’t even notice his appearance up until now.
“I’m really sorry.” I said genuinely.
“It’s alright love.” He said with that same sheepish smile.
That night, I got to know him better. We didn’t even notice that we were already conversing without Harry.
I silently thanked my manager for forcing me that night.
Because that night was the start of something great.
A few months and a few dates after that award show, we started dating officially and up until now, Louis and I are still going strong. Although with our situation, with both of us always being under the limelight, we decided to keep our relationship to ourselves for the meantime. Only our closest friends and family knew of our relationship.
That was the con of everything. The line between my private life and public life was almost invisible. Rumors after rumors of us dating have been published but we just shake them off, saying that we were just really good friends.
In a few weeks, we’ll be celebrating our first year anniversary. I’ve been working my ass off at the studio for the special gift that I was about to give the man that makes me smile every second of every day.
A song about us.
“Guess who?” said that voice that I knew very much, him covering my eyes with his very soft and fragile hands.
“Louis William Tomlinson, I’m so stressed so please let me see your beautiful face so that I can kiss it.” I said. He finally let go and turned the office chair that I was sitting on and gave me a peck on the lips.
“So, why did you ask me to meet you here?” He said, taking a seat on my right, Greg, my producer sitting on my left.
“Listen to this. “ I said as Greg played the song that I wrote with him.
When you hold me in the street
And you kiss me on the dance floor
I wish that it could be like that
Why can’t it be like that? Cause I’m yours
The song started playing, Louis passionately listening to the newly recorded song. I wasn’t listening to the song because I was busy reading Louis’s expressions.
I wrote this song for him and for us. I couldn’t stand not being able to show everyone how much I am in love with this Doncaster boy.
We keep behind closed doors
Every time I see you, I die a little more
Stolen moments that we steal as the curtain falls
It’ll never be enough
It’s obvious you’re meant for me
Every piece of you, it just fits perfectly
Every second, every thought, I’m in so deep
But I’ll never show it on my face
Tears started streaming down Louis’s face. He wiped it as unnoticeable as possible but I was still able to catch his small gesture. The song ended with a few tears pooling in his eyes yet with a huge smile on his face. He just shook his head and kissed me.
After regaining himself, he thanked Greg and asked if he’d be kind enough to let us talk privately. Greg nodded and left the room, patting Louis’s shoulder and congratulating him.
“When are you going to put the song out?” He asked.
“I’m not sure. Why?” I asked.
“Do it within the week or so.” He ordered.
“Are you sure? This soon? Why?”
“Because I want to shout it from the rooftops from now on. I’m yours and you’re mine.”
We decided to tell everyone of our relationship during our James Corden’s Late Late Show appearance, which coincidently, we were both on at the same time. The song was a huge hit and people caught on the meaning of the song causing ruckus here and there with regards to who the song was about.
On the day of the filming of the Late Late Show interview, Louis and I were sat beside each other on the couch, just the two of us. James was in front of us asking questions about our career plans for the next few months from now, until my new song was mentioned.
“So Y/N… A little birdie told me that your new song is about a certain someone called the Swag Master of Doncaster. Care to explain?” James asked showing a photo of us exiting the studio with Louis’s arm protectively and lovingly around my waist. I started blushing, my cheeks heating up quicker than normal.
I didn’t say a word. I just simply held Louis’s hand and smiled.
James let out a loud chuckle and that was it.
We were officially a couple in the public eye… and we couldn’t be happier.
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