Niall Horan Imagines

Le Short Imagine

*Le Short Imagine*

“Niall! Where’s my pink ‘I Love You’ shirt?” You yelled from across the room.

“I don’t know. Maybe your closet?” He said, sort of sarcastically.

“I looked there already, smart one,” You snarled.

“Well, geez. Is it in the wash?” He returned his attention to the TV.

“There is nothing in the wash!” You threw your arms up in defeat.

Niall flipped the TV off, and came to sit next to you on the bed. “How about you find another shirt, darling? There’s got to be something else in there,” He chuckled, pointing towards your closet.

“I know, but I really wanted to wear that one,” You whined.

He patted your back with his hand. “I got this,” He said. He stood up and headed over towards your closet, determined to find something.

He shuffled through your shirts for like ten minutes until he found a blue one that said ‘Free Hugs’. He had one just like it. “Wear this!” He said excitedly, tossing the shirt at you. “And I’ll wear mine,” He added.

You slipped the shirt on, and met Niall in the kitchen, where he had already thrown on his shirt. “Beautiful, babe,” He smiled, pulling you into a hug. “Hey, they’re free. I’m gonna get as many in as I can,” He smirked, hugging you again.