Niall Horan Imagines

Cute rapper

*Niall's POV*

We we're all hanging out together all 8 of us. Me, her, Courtney, Jack, Liam, Zayn, Harry, and Louis. She sat on the couch with her legs in Jacks lap and her feet in Harry's. She was on her phone.

"(Y/n)!!!" Courtney screams as she jumps on her. A groan comes from her lips. I laugh and pull Courtney off of her. "Niall!" She groans as I pull her off. "Leave my girlfriend alone." I say. She laughs and I look at (y/n) she is smirking at me.

"Who wants subway?" She asks as she gets up. Everyone said me in a unison. "C'mon Courtney" (y/n) gets up walking past me while biting her lip. I smile slightly. "Everyone good with turkey?" Everyone nods and then she grabs Courtney. Then they leave.

"Have you hit it yet?" Jack asked as I sit next to him. "None of your business jack." I say. He looks at me for a quick second then looks ahead of him. A slight laugh comes from him. "That would be a no." He laughs a bit harder than looks at me. "Jack cut it out." Liam cuts in. I look at Liam and nod a little thanking him.

"Okay okay I'm sorry Ni" he says. "Country won't do it either." He looks at me. I look at him and shrug my shoulders. "Be patient. It will be better when she seals the deal because she wants to not just because you want to." I say. He looks at me with his eyes wide. "Wise words from Niall Horan" Louis laughs. I roll my eyes wishing (y/n) would hurry up. "Shut up. I'm speaking he truth." I say as I get up and get some snacks from the frig.

"Liam" zayn asks. I look at him as I close the frig door and began to open up my string cheese packet. "Yeah lad" Liam answers. "I bet I can beat you at an arm wrestle." I became intrigued I this bet. "20 on Liam." I say as I grab a 20 dollar bill on the table. "Hey!" Zayn says with hurt in his voice.

I shrugged my shoulders. "He's hulk" I say as everyone makes bets. Harry only betting on Zayn to be nice. I looked at him and he rolled his eyes. Laughing I focused my attention on Liam and Zayn.

"On 3! 1 2 3!" I yell and they go at it. Liam takes hold of Zayn and then Zayn curves Liam's wrist towards him and uses his body to slams it on the table. I was in shock. Zayn won. "No!!" I yell in disbelief. "My chick bad my chick hood my chick.." (Y/n) practically raps as she walks in. I couldn't help but laugh at her arm dances. "All white top all white belt and all white jeans body lookin like milk. No time for games she's full grown my chick bad tell your chick to go home."

"It came on the radio and she hasn't stopped since." Country says with annoyance in her voice. "Sorry it's stuck in my head" she giggles and hands out the sandwiches. She hands me mine but I grab her arm and pull her on me. I force my head into her neck she giggles. "Niall stop it tickles"

"Oh get a room" Harry throws a pillow at us. "You're cute when you sing rap songs." I say. She smiles and kisses me hard.