Imagine#4 au-Louis as your dentist(One Direction)
You went to bed at 12:00 last night, after having a fun night with your friends. You hoped that the next day you would get to sleep in as usual, but at about almost 8:30 in the morning, your mom wakes you up.
“Y/N, it’s time to get up for the dentist, sweetheart. You have a check up today.” She tells you soft-spoken and calm.
“How come you didn’t tell me this before? I don’t want to go!” You growl, throwing a pillow.
You’ve always hated going to the dentist. Your last trip the dentist pulled out a tooth with no novacaine and refused to prescribe any medication. You were especially scared when you heard that there was a new dentist replacing him. You thought he might be just as bad as your last one so you didn’t want to take a chance.
Your mom sighs. “Look sweetie, I don’t understand why you don’t like the dentist. Your 16 now. It’s not that bad, your only going in for a teeth cleaning and I heard that your new dentist is very nice.” You groan, and your mom gives you a look.
You proceed to your closet, picking out an outfit of a tank and high wasted denim shorts with Converse high tops.
You go into the bathroom and add light makeup, and curl a few strands of your hair.
Then you go down the stairs super slowly hoping that you’ll miss your appointment.
You go into the kitchen and notice that your mom has just made you waffles. You sit down and begin to eat them. You thought that was nice of her to make them for you, but you’re still not willing to go to the dentist.
“I felt so bad that you’re still so scared, so I made these for you. Enjoy, Y/N.” States your mom.
“Thanks for making them for me Mom,” You say after taking your last bite. “But I’m still not going.” You cross your arms to know your resisting.
“Honey, I don’t want to yell at you, but you need to go. I’ve rescheduled your appointment several times. And plus in a few years, you’ll be going by yourself to the dentist. And you need to have that as experience, right?” She responds.
You nod, but you still do not want to go.
You saunter into the car, your mom giving you ‘Stop trying to make us late’ looks as you enter the front seat.
A few minutes later you arrive at the dentist, your mom having to drag you out of the parking lot.
When you get into the office, you slump down into a chair far away from the door, hoping that the the hygienist or nurse wouldn’t spot you when it was your turn.
Your mom is already at the reception desk checking you in. “I have an appointment for my daughter Y/N, Y/LN.” You overhear her tell.
“Oh yes. Please wait for a few minutes. They will call you shortly.” She instructs, as your mom finds a seat.
Your mom observes that you aren’t there so she glances the room and sees you about to open the door making a break from it.
“You are not going anywhere Y/N Y/MN Y/LN!” She shouts grabbing your sweatshirt and taking you towards the front of the room, causing at few people to look at you two.
You finally get situated but your still very uncomfortable with this whole thing. You look towards the door. You think it’s worth another shot.
But just as your about to run, a young lady with dark brown curly hair maybe in about her late twenties comes, stopping you in your tracks. “Y/N Y/LN,” She calls in a posh British accent.
You give your hand a slight raise, and that’s easy for her to know your the next patient.
As she begins to lead you down an extremely long hallway, you begin to get super nervous; you get tense and you hands start sweating.
“A little nervous, are we?” She questions you with a slight smile.
“Yeah.” You manage to speak out, quietly.
“Well I can assure you he is an excellent dentist, Y/N.” She assures, as you and her enter the room.
“What’s your name again?” You wonder, thinking about giving her credit for not making the beginning of your appointment that bad.
“Eleanor.” She smiles back.
That name seemed awfully familiar to you. Eleanor, right! It finally came to you. She’s married to Louis Tomlinson from One Direction, a group that you had loved when you were 12. You remembered a few weeks ago seeing in an article that she’s a part time dental hygienist now. Now One Direction are all in their mid twenties and the band was on hiatus for a little bit so they all had part time or full time real jobs.
“Okay Y/N, will you please get on the chair so I can quickly clean your teeth before the dentist comes and checks them.” She orders very nice and polite.
You shake your head no and run to the back of the room staying back from her.
Eleanor comes back and pats you on the shoulder. “I’m not going to hurt you, love. I don’t even know how to look for cavities. I’m just going to clean your teeth, is that okay with you?” She tells nicely.
You hesitate but then get back on the chair. After all Eleanor is being very nice.
You cringe just a little bit as she brings back your chair. You also finch when she turns the light on.
She puts on her mask. “Open, Y/N.” She says sweetly.
You aren’t really scared anymore so you open your mouth, letting Eleanor paint your teeth with fluoride and clean them.
When she finishes, she goes into the small sink near the door, takes off her gloves and mask and washes her hands.
“Good job, love. Dr. Tomlinson will be in to see you in a moment.” She praises as she press the button for you chair to come up.
You were speechless. Louis Tomlinson was your new dentist? You begin to grow nervous. He’s a singer in a band, he’s not qualified to be your dentist!
You were terrified, especially when he enters the room with a white lab coat and scrubs.
“Hello love,” He greets as he stands by your chair. “I’m Dr. Tomlinson, your new dentist.”
“Hi…” You manage to say, even though your at a loss for words.
“Okay so it looks like here on your file that Dr. Stein; your past dentist, lost your X-rays when he left so we’ll just have to take some more.” He says with a smile.
He pulls out the X-ray camera towards your face and then a little plastic tab.
“Bite down on this love and give me a lovely smile.” He instructs, placing a gray apron over you. You do as told. You’re still scared…but you find that X-rays won’t do anything to your teeth.
He presses down a button, and with that your X-rays are done. He then proceeds to put on his mask and gloves and then lowers the seat. “Open up, Y/N.” You keep your mouth tight shut.
You start shaking and then you climb off the chair making a break for it, but Dr. Tomlinson is already blocking the door.
“Are you a little nervous, love?” He asks, concerned.
You nod slightly, and fall onto the ground. You want to be okay but everytime you open your eyes, you picture him with an evil grins laughing and making your teeth hurt. You don’t notice, but suddenly your face is covered and tears and Dr. Tomlinson looks still very concerned.
“Don’t hurt me. Please.” You beg not knowing if this is something your imagining or not.
Dr. Tomlinson gives you a nice smile. “Love, I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to check your teeth.” He takes his index finger and strokes your nose. You can’t help but smile a bit.
You get back into the chair and Dr. Tomlinson grins at you. “Open.”
You resist a bit, but then you finally open your mouth. Dr. Tomlinson looks very impressed.
He then starts tapping on your teeth with one of his tools. Everything looks great until he taps on one of your front teeth.
“Ow!” You let out a painful cry.
“Love, I think you have a small cavity. Have you ever had one before?” He ask-explains.
“No. I’ve always had good teeth. And I brush really well.” You tell him.
“That’s good to know. No worries love. You might have just missed a spot.” He convinces. “Would you like me to take care of it?”
You nod, wanting the pain to go away right away. How were you going to eat with this cavity? The thought of it scared you.
You felt like by this time you could trust Dr. Tomlinson so you lay down and opened you mouth.
The minute you saw a needle coming towards you, you closed your mouth.
Dr. Tomlinson sighed. “Love, it’s not going to hurt you. It’s just a slight pinch and then it’s over with. Then you won’t be able to feel anything else that might hurt if you didn’t have the needle.”
“I just don’t like Needles. I don’t want that thing it my mouth!” You whine, turning your back to him.
Dr. Tomlinson leaves the room for a second and comes back with another young dentist who looks a few years younger than Dr. Tomlinson. You recognize him as Harry Styles, the womanizer and player in One Direction. He was your favorite in the group as a tween. You can’t help but swoon as he stands over you.
“Hey love, Dr. Tomlinson tells me that your having trouble getting this cavity filled so he called me and I’m going to help. I’m Dr. Styles by the way.” He announces to you.
“I’m really really scared of getting a shot. I’m frickin’ 16!” You cry out, tears coming down your face.
“Aww…love. Please don’t cry. It’s okay…I used to be afraid too.” He supports, giving you a worried and upset look. “Would you like me to hold your hand and give you the shot?” You nod, trusting Harry.
He holds your hand tight. “Love, please open your mouth for me.” You open it very wide, just for Dr. Styles. You see him smirk at Dr. Tomlinson. “Thank you. Now I’m going to give you the shot, okay?” He administers the shot and you cry out but Dr. Styles squeezes your hand tighter so it covers the slight pain.
“See Y/N, it wasn’t so bad was it?” He wonders.
“Can you fill the rest of my cavity?” You ask politely, with half your lip numb.
Dr. Styles shakes his head. “I’m very sorry love but I’ve got other patients to see, otherwise I would stay. But Dr. Tomlinson is a lovely dentist so he’ll finish from here. It shouldn’t hurt anymore. Bye love.” And he leaves the room.
“Do you need some laughing gas, love?” Dr. Tomlinson quizzes you politely.
You nod, not wanting to take a chance if something were to happen.
You were asleep during the whole procedure and you didn’t feel a thing. You were a little bit squirmy though.
Dr. Tomlinson wakes you up. “Y/N, were done. Bit down on this for me and open.” You open your mouth and he inserts the gauze in. “You may leave now. You were a great patient.”
You were still high on the gas. “Louis! From One Direction! Everyone Louis filled my cavity!” You holler very loud. Dr. Tomlinson blushes.
“So I take it you are a fan?” He asks, smiling.
“Of course I am!” You yell once again, causing a few hygienists to look into your room.
“Y/N, please tell your mum that you need to go see an Orthodontist as soon as possible. There’s one a few blocks from here. His name is Dr. Horan, and he’s super nice.” He says as he leads you out to the waiting area.
Dr. Tomlinson leads you to your mom. “Y/N’s teeth look pretty good Miss Y/LN. She had a small cavity but that probably was just generic.”
“Can you ask Dr. Styles to clean my teeth next time?” You ask still very much high on the laughing gas.
Dr. Tomlinson laughs. “Sure, love. See you in six months! Take care Y/N!”
You go home from the dentist so tired as the drugs are wearing off. After that you decide the dentist isn’t that bad and you look forward to having two members of One Direction clean your teeth.
(Part 2 where you meet Dr. Horan is coming soon)
