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Harry:
He just came home, so he sits on the armrest of the couch, seeing as you're sprawled out over the whole thing leaving no space to him.
Louis:
You rest your head in his lap, and let his finger dance around with your hair, as you wait for the stupid commercial to end.
Liam:
Curled up in his lap you could fall asleep anytime soon. His arms holding you up so you won't fall, his faint mumbles as he comment the content of the tv show.
Zayn:
He's on his phone, much to your anger. Sitting on the other end you crawl to him, and under his arms to his lap. You blow hot air on his hands until he smiles against you and put it down.
Niall:
Screw the couch! You two lie on the floor, his back resting against the couch, yours against him. Surprisingly comfortable.
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A/n: I think this will be the last one, unless I discover that I missed doing an imagine for one of the boys. Wouldn't want that to happen, right?
Thanks for reading and hope you will stick around.
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One Direction imagines(mostly weird ones)
RandomSo I was going to try to actually make a book out of these. Update when I have time, but will try as often as possible.
