One Direction Imagines and Preferences Book 3

#318 your song - Liam

L i a m: ["I'll be" by: Edwin McCain]

You let out a soft sigh, nose pressed lightly to Liam's chest, breathing in the familiar scent of laundry detergent mixed with the rich aroma of his cologne that still clung to his t-shirt. Eyes falling closed, you allowed the comforting smell to engulf your senses, committing this distinct piece of Liam to memory, forever. Tucking this moment away for the lonely nights spent apart. "I think we need a song," you mumbled out, trailing the tips of your fingers along his beating heart. "What?" he chuckled, peering down at you, "what do you mean?" "A song," you repeated, rolling onto your stomach to face him, "for when we're apart. We'll have one special song that automatically brings the other person to mind whenever we hear it." Grinning back at you, he lowered his lips to yours, kissing you sweetly. "Okay, what song?" he asked, pecking you once more for good measure. Hopping off the bed, you scampered excitedly over to Liam's dresser. Switching on the radio, you glanced over your shoulder at him. "The first song to come on the radio will be our song. Okay?" you smirked, turning the silver dial.