One Direction imagines(mostly weird ones)

Talk love - preference/imagine

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Liam:

"So, Liam, since we've gone through everyone else in the band's relationships, it's your turn."

He nods.

"Okey, here we go. What song made by One Direction describes you guys best?"

He thinks for a while.

"Fireproof."

He doesn't dare to say anything else." Louis pipes in. "He would not be too liked by Y/n if he said a song like 'No control'." He grins and turn against you behind the cameras. Liam looks down with red cheeks. You just smile at Louis, and wave.

The interviewer laughs.

"Okey. Um, a citation that fits your relationship?"

You run in before he gets a chance to answer, and grab the microphone.

" 'There's a teeny bit of me in you too, Bats'!"

Niall:

He flops down on the couch next to you.

"Watcha doing?"

You turn page in your book. It's been dull for three chapter now, no fights, no romance, not even a ingesting conversation.

"Reading."

He looks at you with puppy eyes.

"Can't you hang out with me instead?" You close your book, and throw it at the coffee table in front of you.

"Absolutely." You turn to him, resting you head in your hand with your elbow on the back of the couch. He grins, leaning forward to wrap his arms tightly around you.

"You're the piece of the puzzle I call life I was afraid I would never find. I'm so glad I did."

Louis:

You're standing in the kitchen cooking dinner, Louis is somewhere in the house. To be honest you don't know where.

You hold a spoon by the tap to clean it, forgetting about the lifelong curse that comes with doing so, water splashing out over the floor when you open the tap.

"Damnit." You go to fetch paper to clean it up. You wipe until you can't feel anymore water, getting of the floor to throw the broken mess in hour hand away. Though you didn't get up all the water, and on your way to the trash can you slip and nearly fall. A strong pair catches you, not far before you hit the wooden floor.

"Careful." He helps you up. You smile gently against him.

"Thank you for catching me every time I fall." He freeze for a few seconds when he realize the meaning behind your words, then pull you into a tight hug.

"I always will."

Zayn:

You watch the water, small waves hitting the rand of sand before the grass reaches out through the park. Picking up a stone you chuck it as far as you can, hitting the small island in the middle of the pound.

The sun is setting, letting the darkness settle in the park. Families pick together what have entertained them during the afternoon, couples entering through the gates to take a evening walk, a city employed cleaning up their shit.

You shove your hands down your coats pockets, sighning, turning to climb the little hill up to the gravel path leading your way home.

Coming home you hang up your coat, recollecting your keys in your hand, quietly entering the living room. Zayn's looking at the screen, rerun of The Kardashians. He turns to you, following you as you walk and sit next to him. You sit tensed next to him, not knowing if he's angry.

"Better?" He asks, your shoulder drop as you relax.

"Yeah." You lean your head on his shoulder. "Thanks for understanding." He strokes your hair.

"Of course. You had a rough day at work, of course you're upset." You stay like that, his hand stroking your hair as you watch the screen change colors.

Harry:

"Y/n!" You pop out your head through the door.

"Yea?" Harry comes out in the halway scratching his head, searching the floor for something. He looks up.

"Seen my socks?" He ask sheepishly. You laugh.

"Can't you just take a new pair?"

He mumbles agreeing.

"Yeah, but I know you hate when you find my laundry everywhere, so I thought I would throw my dirty ones in the laundry basket. I just can't find them."

You laugh again.

"It's alright, love. We'll find them."

He smiles sheepishly, and returns back inot your bedroom.

"Just like I always find the love to forgive you when you leave your clothes everywhere!"

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A/n: I don't know. Some of these are good, but nah. They are okey. I hope I'll get better at this.

Thanks for reading and hope you stick around.