1D Imagines/OneShots

Bring Me Home (Niall)

"Harry?! What the hell?" Y/N laughed, looking at a fallen Harry in the grass.

"I tripped on my shoe." he whispered, already laughing at himself. Y/N laughed at him until she was doubled over, practically falling laughing.

"You...you tripped...on your damn- shoe?" she laughed, now laying next to him, still laughing at how clumsy he is.

"Yes, cause i'm a clutz ok?" he said, still laughing at himself, not bothering to get up. I took this second to grab Lou to tickle the crap out of these two.

Y/N was laying face down, looking at grass which made my job easy. I quietly, and lowly so I didn't cause a shadow, snuck over her body, holding myself where her knees bend, reaching and tickling her sides. As soon as I touched her sides, she started laughing/screeching and flailing about.

"N-Niall! St..stoooop-p-p!" she giggled, making some of the cutest little noises ever.

"Nope." I said, losing all hope she had of me stopping any time soon.

Meanwhile, Harry is just laying there with Louis next to him, not suspecting a thing. Finally, Louis quickly reached over, tickling his arm pit. Weirdos. Harry began to curl himself into a ball, hoping the much smaller Lou would back off, all while laughing.

"Lou! Lou-is! Lewis William Tomlinson I sw-ear to-" he laughed, only to be tickled harder when he called Lou Lewis.

"You called me Lewis you arse! That's like- 10 more minutes at least!" he threatened, knowing that Harry couldn't take much more.

"I'm so-orry! You're my favorite Louis!" he attempted, trying to get Lou to stop. I paused tickling Y/N, but still had her trapped so once I gave up on watching the Stylinsons, I could go back to tickling the hell outta her. I felt her hand on my shoulder, so I turned to see what was wrong.

"My mom's calling me. I should probably answer her. She doesn't normally call during the day." she spoke, showing me her watch that displayed her mom's name and an answer/end button. I let her go so she could go over to her phone. I knew something was off when her mom called in the middle of the day, since like she said, Y/M/N usually calls at night, so I watched Y/N's expressions and body language until she went inside and upstairs. Liam, Zayn, and I all shared a look, the Stylinsons still off in their own little world, now making a flower crown out of dandelions.

Liam pointed to the door, then waved his hand for me to come over, so that's what I did.

"That didn't sound good bud. I heard crying and her mom's tone was not at its normal happy." Zayn said, shooting panic through me. I was conflicted. Should I go see what's wrong? Should I wait for her to get me? Without thinking any further, I ran to my room, the room she was staying in while she stayed with us. I knocked on the door, no reply. I knocked again, this time seeing her face in the crack of the door, then fully opening it to let me in. Her mom was hysterical on speakerphone and she was packing her suit case.

"Babe what happened? What's going on?" I whispered, placing my hand on her lower back.

"Nana's dead." she blatantly said, walking over to finish packing. I went to help her, grabbing my own suitcase in the process. She gave me a questioning look, like she didn't know what I was doing.

"I'm coming with you, I'll get us there today." I said, causing her to jump into my arms crying.

"Y/N? Y/N you still there?" he mom's voice asked. She lifted her head out of my shoulder to respond.

"Yeah mom, still here. Is it alright that Niall comes with me?" she asked, hope covering her voice.

"Absolutely! Is he with you right now?"