One Direction-Imagines

#31 Preference: Dancing without music

Niall:In the darkness of night, silence was the only thing audible, lingering around warm house. But it wasn’t one of those unpleasant silences, no, not at all. In fact, that was probably one of the best, loveliest silences, pushing your bodies together, not letting you escape his embrace. No words needed to be said so you could feel loved and safe. “Do you - Do you remember”, he said and you could feel his chest lightly vibrating against your own as he breathed in darkness. “This is just like our first date”, he said but you didn’t manage to look up at him; your head found a perfect place on his chest, listening to his heartbeats. Yes, the first date; dancing in the dark as he kissed you for the first time ever. It was beautiful, it really was; but it was nothing to compare to this when you finally know that he’s yours - only yours.

Zayn:Faint smile spread over his lips as he took your hand in his, raising it above your head and letting you spun around yourself. Reaching his other, free arm forward, his forearm readily met your back preventing you from falling and happily pulling you in his embrace, lovely warmth of his body hugging you and making you feel perfectly sheltered. “I like this”, he said placing you back to your feet and tensing an arm around your back, pulling you a bit more into his chest as you closed your eyes enjoying that familiar, sweet scent he had and which you loved so much. “Just like the good old days”, you agreed with his previous comment as you, with a wide smile, remembered the time the two of you spent together. Chuckle vibrated through his chest as soon as he heard you. “Good old days? Every single day I spend with you is perfect.”

Louis:Moonlight lit up the small field, and cold, night air hit your face, tangling in your hair and messing it. A strong arm tensed around your back pulling you closer and deeper in his chest as his other hand trailed all the way up your back until it reached your head and lightly pushed it forward, settling it down on his chest. No music was needed for you to dance; slow beats of a heart placed underneath your ear was all rhythm you needed. Closing your eyes, you deeply inhaled his scent happy that you finally had all of that for yourself. You dreamily smiled just remembering all of those times you wanted this to happen; all of those times you cried knowing you’ll never heave him. Your heartbeats fastened as soon as you realized you have everything you’ve ever wanted. And there was nothing that could keep you away from him. He was all yours.

Liam:"I love you. I’ll always love you, remember that", he softly whispered in your ear. His chin was placed to your shoulder as he watched in the darkness over it, big, brown eyes still not wanting to look at you knowing that if he did, the tears he was holding for so long will become heavier. Your hand was locked in his while his arm rested on your upper back, hand drawing small circles over your shirt as he kept you close to him, a big heart beating against your chest. You’ll miss this; you’ll miss all of this once he’s gone over the seas catching his own dream. But something that hurts you even more than anything are those three words you won’t hear for months and months sounding so live and true as they are now.

Harry:"I can’t believe it", he murmured in your hair deeply inhaling that perfect scent of yours as he closed his eyes fully enjoying the moment. Silence lingered through cold, empty house, but you weren’t cold; it was almost impossible to feel anything else but his heated body and the feeling of his heart beating against your chest. Tensing an arm around your lower back, he pulled you even closer, your head falling and resting on his chest as you watched around empty space of what’s supposed to be your new home. "I can’t believe it", you said, repeating his words. Your new house; your new home. You did it. You finally did it.

A/N: Hope you liked it. Tell me what you think about this.