One Direction Imagines

Ours (Liam)

I laid sprawled out over the plump couch not having the motivation to move until Liam arrived. His plane had been scheduled to land at 8:00, add on an hour long car ride and getting through the airport he should've been back by now. I looked down at my phone to check the time and the slim chance he had send me a message while I wasn't paying attention. 11:58 stared back at me, and no messages. "Come on Li. Message me!" I say aloud to myself as I stand and make my way toward the window overlooking the front lawn. 'Forget it' a little voice in my head says and I take my phone out again to text my fiancé.

"When are you gonna be back I miss you! :( xx"

I waited a few moments as I stared at my screen before I turned it back off and stuck it in my jeans pocket. The driveway sat empty no matter how much I willed myself to believe that any second now Liam would come racing up it in his car, run up the drive, throw open the front door and-

And what? A few moments turned to five minutes, then ten then twenty. Half and hour had almost passed before I forced myself to accept the fact that he couldn't reply to my text or make his way home.

"Liam! Babe I'm worried..."

"Please text me back </3"

I slumped back into the chair and held my phone up to my ear, dialing speed dial 2. It began to ring and a small flicker of hope began to build in my chest.

"The caller you've reached cannot come to the phone right now, please leave a me-"

I pressed end and the flicker was gone. All of the worst possibilities seemed to cross my mind and tears began to well in my eyes as I thought about them.

"Liam please hurry... I miss you more than I ever thought possible. Oh I love you so much just pl-"

The squeak of the back screen door interrupted my terrible thoughts and my tearful talking. The door slammed shut and the sound of something heavy being dropped on the floor were followed by that signature sigh.

"Emily? Love are you home?" A voice called, the only voice I wanted to hear.

"Li?" I shouted out as I slowly stood and made my way into the kitchen.

"Emily! Oh god I've missed you!" He exclaimed as he swept me off the tile floor, his hands on my waist and spinning me around once before pulling me in as close as he could in his muscular tattooed arms.

He slipped his finger under my chin so I was looking up into his cocoa brown eyes, a smile teasing his lips. "Hi," he whispered deeply.

"Hi," I said back, smiling as wide as I could. He dropped his head slightly and sweetly kissed my lips for a few seconds. He kissed my cheek as we parted and continued to hold me near him.

"Why didn't you answer my texts," I mumble watching his perfect smile, and knowing I was the cause of it.

"Louis took my phone, I don't know where he put it." He stated, tracing my cheek with his fingertips.

I nod, understanding his bandmates personalities. "Let's not worry about that now love," he said softly and looked back at my pink lips, "let's just worry about now and this moment that were in. We're together and that's all that matters. You're mine and I'm yours and this moment? It's ours."