Short Stories of the Boys: One Direction

Liam.

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon with absolutely nothing to do. Other then to finish your English paper, which you had no desire to even start.

Laying on the couch watching an old episode of Drake and Josh, you began to drift off to sleep. Your eyelids fluttered as you struggled to stay awake, but you just couldn't. After fighting yourself for half an hour you drifted to sleep.

Only an hour had passed before you awoke to feel a big man laying over top of you on the couch.

"Hey, love." He chuckled. Planting a kiss on your forehead.

"Hey, babe." You said with a slight groan whipping your eyes.

"You have raccoon eyes now." Liam said laughing as he used his thumb to scrape under your eyelids, removing the access eyeliner.

"I'm just so sexy when I first wake up.." you said rubbing your eyes, earning Liam to laugh at you.

"Did you forget about this afternoon?"

As you thought about it, Liam placed gentle kisses on your temple as you wiggled out from under him.

"What are you even talking about?" You questioned pulling the blanket up over your cold body.

Liam's eyes glared at you. It completely slipped your mind that today was the day you were to meet his parents. Way to make a great first impression. You already forgot about meeting them you thought.

"I'm not even gonna lie Liam, honey, I am so sorry. I know this is important to you and it is for me too. I have just been so stressed with the end of school being near and.." Liam's lips cut you off by crashing onto your.

"Baby, don't stress. You still have plenty of time. Run up stairs, take a shower, get ready and I'll have you a drink made by time you get out of the shower. Sound alright, love?" He stood up off the couch reaching his hand out for yours to get you started on his plan.

"That sounds amazing. Thank you, baby." as you left, you pecked Liams lips before starting to walk up stairs to your room. "but what are you gonna do without me?"

"I'm gonna watch the start of the game on TV" Liam said making himself happy on the couch.

About 45 minuets later, you had completed putting on makeup and getting dressed, but because your hair was still drying, you threw it up in a purple towel.

"Liam?" You questioned walking down stairs to find a half asleep man on your couch. Wrapping your arms around the back of Liam, slowly you ran your finger tips up his shirt across his finely toned chest.

"Mmmm" he moaned "what baby?" shifting his body from under your touch.

"Where's my drink?" You giggled reaching back out for Liam.

"On the counter." He said rolling over to face you. Once his eyes looked up at you, his face lite up. A bright smile spread across his face, the corners of his eyes crinkled, and his cheeks reddened.

"I love you." Liam said after admiring your beautiful face. He puckered his lips waiting for you to kiss him.

Instead of kiss him right that second, you admired him. Admired his nose, his pink lips, his beautiful skin, his scratchy beard. Everything about Liam was beautiful, but losing patients, he opened one eye with his lips still puckered concerned whether or not you would kiss him.

Eventually, you placed your lips on Liam's to share a romantic kiss with him before grabbing your drink and finish getting ready.

After awhile, one step at a time in high black heels, you made your way down stairs catching Liam's attention. Your small body was wrapped in a sheer black boyfriend sweater with soft pink flowers and a pink simple undershirt wearing a pair of white skinny jeans.