The Most Cliché Book of 1D Imagines

17 || Liam

Imagine : 

"Liam?" you say, leaning towards your boyfriend who was way too busy watching television.

"Yes?" He replies, eyes glued to the screen, making you debate whether or not to throw a pillow at him.

"Can you help me with my piano lessons? Please?" you request politely, not throwing a pillow.

"Sure, but why aren't you taking classes from Mrs.Wallberg anymore?" He asks, turning to face you now. Mrs Wallberg was a middle aged woman who was teaching you how to play the piano, and recently your classes hadn't been going on so well.

"Well," you mumble, "thing is, she's really mean. Yesterday I couldn't do my scales right and she got so fed up she actually threatened to bang my head on the piano. I mean, isn't that just scary?"

"Aw, love. Don't worry, I'll help you out with your lessons!" he says, leaning over to kiss you.

"Thanks, Payno,"

"Anytime, love."

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"No, no no no no no!" Liam seethes through his gritted teeth.

Okay, so I know this is the twenty first time we're going over this, but Liam doesn't have to be mad. I'm trying!

"I'm sorry, Liam. But I'm trying really hard."

"Y/N, this is ridiculous! What is this, the fiftieth time?!"

"Actually, no. It's the twenty–" you begin to correct him.

"That's not the point! The point is that you're not getting this. How about we do something other than scales?" he cuts you off impatiently.

"I really want to perfect my scales for the talent show, Liam. Not everyone's got a good voice, ya know," you say, rolling your eyes.

"Tell me about it! I heard you singing in the shower yesterday, nearly made my ears bleed."

"Shut up," you growl.

"I'm just kidding..." he mutters.

"I'm just kidding..." you mimic, all the while laughing.

"This isn't funny!" Liam protests, and clamps a hand over your mouth to prevent you from speaking.

"Hey!" You scream, but your voice is muffled by his large hand. So instead, you decide to bite him.

"OW! HOLY MOTHER OF -!" Liam yells, clutching his hand.

"Oops," you giggle.

"It's not funny," Liam says.

"Yes, it is!" you shoot back.

"No, it isn't. Want me to show you something really funny, though?" he says, and there's a mischievous glint in his eyes. You just know he's going to tickle you and you laugh.

"No!"

"Yes," he says, and leans over. For a minute you think he's going to kiss you, but then he grabs your head and bangs it - hard - against the piano.

The shiny black lid of the grand piano slams down your head too, and you can hear Liam snicker at the back.

"Feel the Payne," he whispers, and turns to leave.

At the doorway you hear him mutter something that sounds a lot like; "Thank Mrs Wallberg for the idea! She really knows how to shut people up. Banging heads against a piano? Classic."

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PLEWSE don't think I need therapy :( I'm honestly so done with these imagines right now 😂 What am I even writing.

Please don't take them seriously. Liam is a cupcake who would never do anything like this ever :) #Liamappreciation ❤️❤️❤️

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