One Direction Imagines

Zayn Imagine

Just a random short imagine since I havent posted any lately xx

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"Babe, I'm going to take a nap. Can you wake me up in two hours? I have to get ready for the concert tonight," Zayn requests of you.

"Of course," you smile at him. He's always tired. Even though you're at his house to spend time with him, you don't mind that he wants to get some rest. You can't really blame him, either. His job is demanding.

You watch Zayn stand up from the couch the two of you were watching the telly on in the living room. He exits the room and heads upstairs to his room. You set a timer on your iPhone to go off and it seems as if the time is flying by as you find things to keep yourself occupied. Before you know it, it's been two hours.

You quietly make your way up the stairs to wake up your boyfriend. When you walk into his bedroom, he's fast asleep in his bed, under the covers. You admire him for a moment because he looks so cute laying there, sleeping so soundly.

You go stand beside his bed and lean your hand forward to shake him awake. Right when your hand makes contact with his shoulder, his eyes pop open as he jumps up a bit, alarmed. You chuckle at his silent outburst.

Zayn looks up at you and when he sees it's you, he starts to smile, realizing it's safe.

"It's been two hours," you inform him.

"Okay," he answers simply, and pulls the covers up closer to him, closing his eyes once again.

"Zaaaaynnn," you shake his side in an effort to get him up as you sit on the edge of his bed. "You have to leave here in a half hour. So if you want your hair to look decent at all, I suggest you get up now." He's always worried about how he looks, but he always looks really fit no matter what in your opinion.

"It's fine, our stylists will do everything for us for the concert. They'll pick out our outfits and do our hair. All I have to do is show up," he mumbles rather incoherently. But you can't complain, because his sleepy voice is so sexy.

"Oh, okay." You stand up and start to walk away from the bed when you hear his voice telling you to come back.

"What do you need?" you ask him.

"I just want you to come lay with me," he smiles at you, and you can't help but climb into his bed.

Your faces are fairly close together and as he talks to you, you feel his breath hit against your face.

"I don't feel like getting up. I just want to stay here with you," he says.

You giggle. "If you do, there will be a lot of extremely disappointed girls."

"But you're the girl I care about most."

"Aw, look at you being all cheesy," you playfully punch his arm.

Zayn wraps his arms around your torso, holding you tight. Pulling your body closer to his, he kisses you softly and you completely forget about the rest of the world momentarily.

You pull away and stare into his beautiful chocolate brown eyes, admiring his eyelashes that are longer than your own. He stares back at you for a second before his voice lowers to a whisper. "I love you, [Y/N]."

"I love you too, Zayn," you whisper back.

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