Zayn Malik Imagines

little cuddles

     You were just laying on the sofa, bored, watching some show on the television that you didn't even know what's the point of. Zayn; your boyfriend was upstairs doing something.

    You then continued watching the show that was displayed on the bright, huge screen of the television since you had nothing to do at all.

     Hours have passed you were getting more bored by the minute.

    As you were watching, you decided to check out what Zayn was doing upstairs in your shared bedroom. But you being you, you were too lazy to move your legs and walk up the stairs; so you decided to just yell his name.

    "Zayn!" You yelled out. You didn't get any answer, but you refused to walk up the stairs.

     "Zayn! Baby!" You yelled for the second time. Once again, you did not get any answer from your boyfriend.

      "Zayn!" You yelled out his name again but with a louder voice.

       Then you heard couple of rustling and feet stomping the ground until you were met with a tall, familiar figure.

      "What?!" He asked as he ran quickly into the living room out of breath.

      "What are you doing?" You asked calmly.

      "Seriously?!" Zayn said, "What?" You asked clueless following a chuckle at the end.

      "You scared me! I thought you were hurt or something!" Zayn said, now walking and standing in front of you.

       "I am hurt." You told him emphasizing the word "am".

      "And how's that?" He asked crossing his arms over his chest.

       "Because you're not spending time with me." You pouted.

        "But baby, I'm busy." Zayn pouted back as his legs started moving and dragging him up the stairs.

         "Wait!" You called out to him. "What?" He said as his head turned around to face you instead of his back.

          "Can't you at least cuddle with me for a bit please?" You said. He didn't reply, he just stared at you with a soft look on his face.

         "I know you love cuddling with me." You said trying to convince him. "Pleaseeeeeee." You whined, dragging the "please".

         "Okay." He sighed, approaching the sofa you're laying on.

        You scooted over to make some space for him to sit. He laid next to you, pulling you next to him. Your head on his chest, his arm around you.

         You loved moments like this, you wanted to cherish them forever. It's not easy being a famous person's girlfriend, and moments like this made you feel like it actually is. You couldn't ask for a better boyfriend.

        You then felt gentle lips land on your head. He kissed the top of your head as you drifted off to sleep while he was still watching the television, not knowing you were asleep.