Niall Imagine

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You wake up alone in his bed after a night of intense love making with Niall Horan, whom you've never met until last night. You start to silently panic. Is he coming back? Did I just make the biggest mistake of my life? Should I just leave my number on his drawer and leave? Where did I throw my bra? Why didn't I just go home with the girls after the bar closed?

You and your friends went out last night, and you only tagged along because you wanted them to stop bugging you. Your friends had been making fun of you because you never did anything fun anymore. And it was true. You had gotten really serious this semester for some odd reason, even you couldn't explain.

Recently, you weren't drinking a lot, but you knew you could hold your liquor because you and your brother's friends used to go out to drink often. But you stopped doing that awhile ago, after one of the guys got a little too handsy a little too often. Your brother never believed you, so you stopped going out with them entirely.

While you are lying in bed facing away from the door worrying your ass off, Niall sneaks in and you hear him giggle which makes you smile, relieved that he didn't leave you. He jumps on you and all around the bed, which is one of the biggest beds you've ever seen remembering that from last night, and he starts to laugh his head off. While he's still jumping and laughing, you're laughing too until you start to groan in pain as he accidentally steps on your sore thighs from last night. He realises it and apologises a million times while still giggling a little before he slides under the covers with you again to cuddle. He's really warm oddly, so you cuddle up real close to him. You lay your head on his chest and wraps his arms around you protectively.

"I thought you left, and I got a little worried that I'd have to leave and never see you again." You say carefully. Then you pout, and his heart melts, you can see it in his eyes. He only replies with, "You'll never ever have to worry, love. You looked gorgeous last night and after we talked the night away, I knew I wanted to take you home and make you mine." He takes your face in his hands and kisses you passionately.

You kiss for a good while, but before you could get any farther, he sits up with a very excited expression. He squeals and leaps off the bed like a five year old on Christmas. "Breakfast is ready! Come on (y/n)!" He screams and runs out of the bedroom.

You lie there for a moment, wondering how you out of all people caught Niall Horan. He looked absolutely flawless last night at the bar, and you thanked God that neither of you had drunk enough to forget anything about last night. You really like him. You haven't felt this way in a very long time. You feel like a giddy teenager when ever you see him. Not many people have that effect on you.

You then get up, careful not to hit your thighs again. They are so sore, you wonder how you're gonna walk for the rest of the day, let alone to the kitchen! Niall really let you have it last night. You get goosebumps as you have flashbacks of last night and all its glory.

You slip one of his old tshirts and your panties on, and go join Niall for whatever breakfast is left.

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