Imagines about Ziam/Larry

Ziam August 14th 2020

Ziam: *sleeping cuddled up on the couch*
Harry: 'Helloooo? Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!'
Harry: *shakes them*
Ziam: *continuing to sleep*
Harry: *pulls on Zayn, trying to get him out of Liam's hold*
Zayn: *whines*
Liam: *growls in his sleep and holds Zayn even tighter*
Harry: *groans in frustration and goes to Louis*
Harry: *whines*
Harry: 'Louuu, they won't wake up'
Louis: *awe's at him*
Louis: 'let me do this, alright?'
Harry: *nods his head, secretly knowing that it won't be nice*
Larry: *leaving the room and enter the livingroom*
Louis: *takes a cup full of water and some flour. Goes over to them and pours the cup over them*
Ziam: *shouting up*
Zayn: *jumps accidentally on Liam's lap*
Liam: *jumps also, letting Zayn almost fall, but catches him*
Louis: 'that's for not waking up'
Louis: *grins*
Louis: 'and that-'
Louis: *pours the flour over them*
Louis: 'Is for ignoring my boyfriend'
Zayn: *coughs*
Zayn: 'what the fuck, dude'
Louis: 'It's your fault... You and your boyfriend should have reacted to my Harry'
Ziam: *blushing*
Zayn: 'He's not my boyfriend'
Liam: *whispers into Zayn's ear*
Liam: 'not yet'
Zayn: *blushes even more*
Louis: 'of course, he's not. I mean, who would think that? It's just the two of you, cuddling and now you just have your arms and legs wrapped around him, while Liam has his hands on your bum... Hazza, we were also like that, remember?'
Harry: 'Mhm..  and now we are married'
Zayn: *tries to get out of Liam's hold*
Liam: *tightens his hold on him*
Zayn: *groans and pushes his face into Liam's neck*
Louis: 'Awww, look how shy he gets... Harry always got like this'
Zayn: 'What do you want to hear? That I get nervous around him? that I adore him? that I love cuddling with him? or that I want to kiss him?'
Louis: 'Well, not as shy as I thought'
Zayn: 'Fuck y-'
Liam: *presses his lips against Zayn's*
Zayn: *squeaks*
Louis: 'very manly'
Zayn: *starts to kiss him back and shows Louis his middle finger*
Louis: *gasps*
Louis: 'How dare you!?'
Ziam: *pulling away when they need to breathe*
Zayn: 'you taste like flour...'
Liam: *laughs*
Liam: 'Well, thanks? Let's get changed, yea?'
Zayn: 'alright'