Imagines about Ziam/Larry

Ziam August 17th 2020

Louis opens the door to Zayn's room, thinking that he's already up, but frowns when he sees Zayn and Liam sleeping all cuddled up. Liam lays completely on top of Zayn, his face pushed into Zayn's neck, while Zayn lays on his back, hands wrapped around Liam tightly and his face really close to Liam's. It looks like they are kissing, but they are not.
Louis has to admit, it's a really strange position. You would think that they were dating, or something like that.
Louis is being pulled out of his thoughts when Harry speaks from behind him.
'What's taking you so long? I thought- Oh.... What's going on!?'
'I have no idea' Louis tells him, while he pulls his phone out and snaps a picture of them, sharing it on his Instagram-Story with the hashtag #justfriends.
'Looks cute though, doesn't it? Just not like a thing that friends would do...' Harry mumbles
'Let's wake them up, like we wanted to' Louis says.

Louis and Harry enter the room and Harry softly starts to shake Liam, meaning that Zayn also feels it. Liam groans and pushes his face further into Zayn's neck, not caring, that he can feel Zayn's breath on his lips.
'Mate, you need to wake up, it's 4 p.m'
Liam's eyes widened when he hears that. 4 p.m? He has never slept that long. He tries to wiggle out of Zayn's hold, but Zayn only tightens his grip on him.
Liam tries again and manages to pull away a bit, but Zayn wouldn't let go of him. Liam sighs in defeat and lets himself fall down on Zayn's chest. Again, no reaction.
Louis sighs, takes a pillow and hits Zayn with it. Zayn groans and pushes his face against Liam's. Their noses bumping. His eyes shoot open immediately, and he gives him a sleepy smile.
'Morning, sleept well?'
Liam returns a little smile and nods his head, causing their noses to rub against eachothers.
'You smell good' Zayn mumbles.
Liam lets out a laugh and answers. 'It's your stuff'
Zayn smiles sheepishly at him. 'I know'
Louis groans and hits them with the pillow.
'Enough'
'Noooo. Look at my hair... It feels so wrong. I'm going to kill you' Zayn says with closed eyes and with a pout on his lips.
'You look fine. I mean your hair... Your hair looks fine'
Zayn humms and yawns. 'You do too' Zayn's eyes flutter shut and his breathing evens out.
'Oh, he did not' Louis says smirking and hits him again.
'Wake -hits him again- up -hits him- it's 4 p.m' Louis hits him one more time.
'Do I look like I fucking care?' Zayn snaps at him.
'Well, obviously you don't, but you don't want Liam to starve, do you?' Louis says in a teasing voice.
Zayn's eyes snap open at that. He looks at Liam who is still laying on top of him.
'I'm sorry, are you hungry? I'm so stupid. Of course, you're. You haven't eaten since lunch yesterday.. Let me make you something'
'I actually, cooked breakfast. I hope that's alright?'
'Of course, it is. Thank you, I'll be there in a few. Why don't you go having breakfast, while I go to the bathroom?'
Liam pouts at him but agrees and moves off of him.