Liam Payne Imagines

He Can Dance Now

Your friends were all drunk and you were at least tipsy. It seemed every five minutes they wanted to change activities. Screaming and drunkenly chanting about whatever fits their fancy next. Not being quite as drunk, you weren't quite so rambunctious, but you were definitely in on the fun. Currently, everyone was encouraging people to dance in the small open space they'd created in the living room.

Someone had already thoroughly embarrassed themselves, but everyone thought it was hilarious. A pair of girls were dancing now, and they were quite good. You happened to know they danced for a living so it wasn't really fair. They would be good no matter how much alcohol you put in them.

You laughed at the boy who went next. He was filled with liquid courage and thought he was killing it. In reality, he looked a bit like a limp worm.

You went to get another drink, not able to take much more of the cringe. When you returned girls were screeching joyfully. You tried to get a peek at what was happening but everyone was jostling you.

"What's going on?" You asked your friend Brenda.

Brenda's glasses were askew and her skin was glowing with excitement. She gave a loud laugh before she answered.

"Some of the boys are giving lap dances!" She said gleefully.

"Okay next up is Liam!" Someone called and I could see a chair being set up in the middle for a willing participant. Liam clapped his hands and rubbed them together, licking his lips. Your stomach dropped.

"Who wants Liam to dance on them?" One of the guys called.

"Y/N does!" Brenda wildly cheered.

"Brenda!" You gasped.

"Y/N Y/N Y/N," Brenda cackled, grabbing your arm to raise it for you. You tried to snatch it away from her, but she was strong. Truth was, you'd liked Liam for a while, and you would've loved a lap dance from him. Liam was pushing through the throngs of drunks to grab your hand.

Suddenly, you were in the chair. You heard a song begin in the speaker. Of course, it was 'Anaconda' by Nikki Manaj. Before he began, Liam leaned down next to your ear. You felt a tremor go through you.

"You okay with this?" His words were slightly slurred.

"Y-yes," you said, and he nodded, giving you a devilish grin. Suddenly his routine started. You remembered the days when Liam had hated dancing and claimed he couldn't dance to save his life. Those days were over. Liam swung and thrusted to the beat making you gulp. For a second he was so close to your face that you could smell the liquor on his breath. He winked as you clutched his biceps, then he flung himself away to do another move. The song was over much too fast for your liking, and though you'd done nothing you were panting.

"Next!" One of the girls crowed. You quickly jumped from the chair. You went straight to the drinks and downed a new one. Inappropriate thoughts swam through your mind as you sat down on the couch. You put your head in your hands.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you mumbled.

"What was that?" A deep voice whispered in your ear. You looked up to see Liam. You licked your lips slowly as you took in his form. He was wearing ripped blue jeans, a tank top, and was sprawled out on the couch like he owned it. Confidence dripped from his every move, as he ran his hand through his slightly sweaty hair.

"You okay?" He chuckled.

"Yes," you practically groaned from need.

"You know what Y/N?" He asked. The way he said your name made you ache for his touch.

"You look like you really want to kiss me," he smirked. You were practically biting through your lip to keep from attacking him.

"If you want to," Liam leaned closer so that your breath mingled with his. You could smell his sweat and cologne and it was dizzying.

"Go ahead," he breathed. You pounced. Though he'd known you wanted to, he still seemed taken aback by your enthusiasm. You threw yourself into his lap, straddling him. You took his bottom lip in yours, biting it. Your hands were running over his toned chest.

"Mmmm Liam," you groaned.

"That's right, say my name," he panted. His cocky attitude was turning you on immensely. You rotated your hips a bit, creating friction that made Liam moan.

"Let's get out of here," you said quickly.

"Definitely," Liam said grabbing your hands and practically sprinting for the door.