One Direction imagines! (Dirty and Sweet)

Ill save you baby.. Liam dirty imagine & sweet

WARNING:Touchable contact. Dirty Words used.

**Your POV**

Ughhhhh!

Where is he?!

You are sitting at home waiting to have dinner with your lovely boyfriend, Zayn, but he hasn't even come home from work yet.

He promised he would be at home around 6:30. Sadly, it is passed that. It was now 8. You checked your phone over and over again to see if he cared to text or call.

There was NOTHING.

You were so pissed. "He promised!" You shouted throwing the dinner in the trash. You were past the point of caring about feeding yourself or him.

You were starting to feel tired and sadness filled your eyes. You were partly hurt that he didn't get home like you expected.

Now you would think you were being over exaggerated and that he might of got stuck recording or something was holding him back and he got busy again. But this WASN'T the first time.

He has been coming home late for the past week. You were sick of it!

You turned off the t.v and headed up the stairs to your bedroom that Zayn and you shared. You grab your sports bra and batman pj shorts and headed to the bathroom.

You slipped your clothes on and stared at yourself in the mirror.

You started to tear up so you looked away and grabbed your tooth brush. You quickly brushed your teeth and headed towards your room again.

You saw Hatchi, Zayn and yours dog, digging into the bed sheets trying to get comfortable. You giggled at the dogs struggle. You quickly headed into the bed and got comfortable under the sheets.

"Goodnight Hatchi," you said kissing his head. "See you in the morning buddy." Then you rolled over shutting of the lamp.

You laid in darkness. You thought about how Zayn always used to come home early. And cuddled up with you and watched your favorite film together.

You felt tears brim your eyes. You wiped your eyes and giggled at how silly you were being. You finally felt yourself falling asleep slowly.

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You woke up around 12 am. You rolled over and noticed Zayn still wasn't home. "Seriously" you huffed. You were starting to get a bit worried.

So you decided to call up a dear friend of yours. Who introduced you to Zayn.

You grabbed your phone and dialed the number.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

Rin- "Hello?" A high pitched voice answered. "Hey Louis." You said sighing. "Ahhh, Y/N , hey love! How are ya?" He quickly asked. I could tell that he has been drinking and I could here the loud music in the back.

Oh Lord.

"I'm fine.. But Lou, uhmm. Where are you exactly?" You asked annoyed.

"I'm out getting a drink with the lads. Is there a problem love?" He asked with his words slurring. "Louis. Just give the phone to Liam dammit." I said shaking my head. I know that Liam probably wasn't drinking and was just chatting like usual.

"Rawr tiger. Somebody is fie-" I interrupted him. "LOU! Give Liam the fucking phone!"

I heard a low growl then Louis saying "Feisty Y/N is wanting to talk to you!" I giggled at Louis words. "Y/N?" Liam asked confused.