1D Imagines/OneShots

Late Night Converstations (Zayn)

"Alright, well, we should be headed to bed, love you mom!" Zayn said into the laptop.

"Love you both! Sleep well!"

We both waved a smiled, and hung up, shutting the computer.

I yawned.

"What time is it?" I asked, during the process of yawning.

Zayn laughed.

"Eleven fifteen love. Time for bed." he said, standing up and going over to our dressers.

"What kind of pajamas do you want Y/N?" Zayn asked, looking through our drawer for his own.

"Soft, Christmasy ones." I smile.

"Got it! Grinch ones ok babe?" He asked, turning around holding up the matching grinch set.

"Absolutely." I smiled, getting up out of bed to change.

I took the pajamas out of his outstretched hand, whipering a thank you with a tired smile.

"Anytime love."

We changed into our sleep clothes, and threw them in the hamper, then went to our bathroom.

"Did you unpack toothpaste Z? I can't find it." I asked, genuinely not finding it.

"It's right here love." he laughed, showing me his hand.

"Oh.." I mumbled.

"Oops!" I laughed

"You're quite tired huh love?" he asked, rubbing my back before starting to brush his teeth.

"Guess so." I laughed.

I grabbed my hair brush, brushing my hair, and taking one of my soft hairties, and tying my hair into a loose bun behind my head.

Then wet my face, taking my face scrubber thing and putting the foaming face wash on it, washing my face.

I rinsed my face off and grabbed my toothbrush and the toothpaste from the counter, and began brushing my teeth.

Once I finished, I went back out to our bedroom to find Zayn in bed looking for a good movie.

"What are we watching Z?" I asked, jumping over him to get to my side of the bed, since I didn't wanna walk to my side.

He laughed at me, as I landed in his arm that was outstretched on my side of the bed.

"Christmas movies?" he asked.

"Hallmark Christmas movies." I specified, making him jokingly roll his eyes.

"Anything for my love." he begrudgingly said, shooting me a smirk, showing me he's joking.

"As it should be." I stuck my tongue out at him.

We laughed, while searching for movies.

"9 LIVES OF CHRISTMAS! THAT ONE!" I happily yelled, getting his attention.

"Damn! You scared me there love! I thought you were losing it or something." he laughed, clicking on the movie.

"Nah! I just love that movie!" I said, cuddling back into his side.

At some point we both stopped paying attention to the movie, and only looked at each other.

He was twisting my hair between his fingers, and combing it, and I was tracing the tattoos on his chest, as he got overheated and took his shirt off.

"Hey Zayn?" I quietly asked, not feeling tired anymore.

"Yeah boo?" he asked, looking me directly into my eyes while he answered.

"What are your biggest goals in life? Like where do you genuinely wanna end up?" I asked, only because I, myself had been pondering my own answer to the question.

"Well, I wanna have a good, solid music career, so when I do decide to retire, I'll have a decent amount of money to fall back on, if heaven forbid something happens. And I want to marry you, and live on an old fashioned, stone, but updated, huge farm, with faded white painted barns, and house, and have horses we can teach our future kiddos to ride. And it's very important to keep our children safe, so until they're old enough, to make the decision to make either their life public, or keep it private, we keep it private. And we'll grow old, and when our kids move out, because they're gonna learn how to support themselves, even though we'll always be here when they need us, they will not live with us forever. So we'll keep their rooms the same, so we'll always always always have all the memories, and they can change them as they want. And as we grow older and older, we'll do something so the house will always have a part of us. What do you think?" he asked, kissing my forehead and hugging me closer every so often.

"I love it. Especially keeping our children's lives private. They deserve to make that choice and not have their lives planned out for them before they're born." I said, tracing over the wings tattoo.

"I love it baby. Now, you were tired not too long ago... what happened?" he asked, smirking and cocking an eyebrow in my direction.

"Started thinking." I simply replied.

"I see. What else were you thinking about boo?" he curiously asked, looking at the ceiling.

"If you died today, what would you regret not doing, or doing?" I asked, actually wanting to know the answer.

"Well, there's many things I regret doing, but not doing? I think the biggest one is not already being married to you.." he trailed, then added, "or engaged at least."

I smiled.

"Really?" I asked, momentarily not believing him.

"I already have the ring.. I was waiting for the right time." he said.

"So.. will you marry, Y/F/N Y/L/N?" he asked, sitting up with a ring between his fingers, the other hand still holding mine.

Without a thought, I replied.

"Absolutely." I said in a very hushed voice.

"And yes, I already asked your father, and he gave me his blessing." he said.

We laid back down and my head went back to his chest, his arm back around me and playing with my hair.

We stayed like that, while watching many more movies.

We were watching Cinderella, when I asked, "Could we get married at Disney World?"

Without a thought he replied.

"We'll have a wedding wherever, whenever you'd like. Disneyland, Disneyland Paris, Walt Disney World, or the courthouse tomorrow."

"I love you Y/N."

"I love you more, Z. Even if you don't believe me."

Word count: 1004

A/N

hehehehe I love this one

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