Liam Imagines

Request for Liz

You had just gotten home from a really stressful day at work. Your boss was a monster and your coworkers refused to pull their own weight, thus leaving you will all the work. You walked into the flat you shared with your lovely boyfriend, Liam. He was supposed to be recording all day, so you didn't expect to see him till later that evening. You walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it up with water before setting down your bag on the kitchen table and walking up to your room to get changed. You opened the bedroom door and found clothes thrown all around the room and a unconscious Liam sprawled out on the bed. You stood there for a few minutes, just taking in the sight before you, then you slowly crept towards the bed. You stopped at the side of the bed and peered down at LIam's peaceful face. You were about to walk away when Liam woke up and smiled groggily at you. "Hello love. What are you doing home so early?" He asked you. You explained your day and then asked Liam to pick up the clothes all over the room while you went to have a shower. He agreed and stretched before getting up and starting to pick up the clothes. You went into the bathroom and had a nice, long relaxing shower. You stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around your body and walked out into the hallway. You opened the bedroom door and found Liam on the floor, sound asleep with his head resting in a pile of clothes. You looked around the room and found it in the same condition that it was in when you left to have your shower. Angry, you got dressed and marched over to Liam, shaking him awake. "Liam, you were supposed to clean this mess up, not fall asleep in it!" You said angrily. He stood up in front of you, grouchy from being woken up and said "If you want it done so bad, then do it yourself. I'm tired and I need some sleep." You were shocked, Liam never spoke to you that way. "I need my sleep too and I don't want to have to come home from a bad day at work to have to clean up after you!" You shouted. "Fine! Then you can leave!" Liam shouted back. You turned, walking out of the room, refusing to cry. You grabbed your purse off of the kitchen table and walked towards the door, where and angray Liam stood. "Hope you're happy, you got what you wanted." You spat at him, opening the door and walking out into the hallway. You took the elevator down to the main level and walked out into the rain. Once outside, you let your tears start to fall. The rain covered them up as you jogged over to your car and got inside. You sat there, sobbing into the steering wheel for what felt like hours until you heard a soft tapping on your window. It was Liam. You got out of the car and stood in front of him. "Liz, I'm so so so sorry. I've just been really tired and stressed and I know you have been too but I don't want to lose you over something so stupid. Please come back inside, I'll clean the whole flat and everything!" He said, looking at you with his big, brown puppy dog eyes. You chuckled and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him softly on the lips before walking inside and watching him clean your house.