There's nothing better than a cozy movie night with Niall. A few tasty snacks, some good drinks and, of course, the right movie. "What do we want to watch first?" asks Niall, stuffing a handful of potato chips into his mouth. "Well, maybe something romantic..." you say cautiously. Niall looks at you pleadingly. "Or maybe something with action?" he mimics your voice. "How about both?" You ask, taking the bag of chips from his hand. "How about Spiderman?" asks Niall. "Alright, but I'll pick the next movie!"
2 hours and 28 minutes later and half the snacks down, the movie is over. "That was wonderful." he says, turning to you with a grin. "What now?" he asks. "Pee break, new snacks and move our movie night to bed?" You say and can see that the last point makes his eyes flash suspiciously. "Don't even get any ideas, Horan! I want to get into my warm bed and watch the next movie I'm going to pick now." Playfully disappointed, Niall flops back onto the couch. "Let's go, my prince!" you say happily and make your way towards the bedroom.
A few minutes later, you're lying in bed wrapped up in a thick blanket, Niall's sweater and your cozy socks, waiting for your Irish husband. Fully loaded, he comes into the room and skillfully balances the snacks over to you. "Don't bother, I'll manage," he says sarcastically. "I didn't doubt that for a second." you tease him. Niall plops down next to you in bed. "What are we watching?" The question elicits a devilish grin from you. "This Is Us!" you say, "I hope you mean the show." Niall looks at you pleadingly. "Nope." you say matter-of-factly, as if watching the One Direction documentary with Niall is the most normal thing in the world. "What do I have to do to get us to watch something else?" He asks. You just laugh and kiss his cheek. "My darling, you have to get through this. It was your idea to marry a fan. Live with the consequences!"
Before you met Niall, you were a huge One Direction fan. You went to pretty much every concert you could get tickets for and your family would claim that you had a disorder in your head that needed to be treated. Because your room was littered with posters, fan merchandise and only 1D music came out of your room. When you won a meet and greet in a competition, your parents thought they had to bring you to hospital. Especially when you came home and said Niall fancied you. Your family still can't believe that you married him shortly afterwards. They love Niall more than anything. At least until the day the band announced their end. That was a real low point in your relationship. You were so angry that you didn't speak to Niall for three months. He really came up with a lot of ideas to win you back. He even wrote a song for you.
And now you're sitting here years later watching your absolute favorite movie with Niall. It's about halfway through the movie when you suddenly start crying. Niall, who is on WhatsApp with Harry, Liam, Louis and Zayn telling them about your movie suggestion, looks at you in shock. "What? What is it?" You can hear the confusion in his voice. "Nothing," you say, hiding your face from him. "Sure, and you're sitting here crying over nothing?" His manner makes you angry. "It's your fault." He raises his eyebrows in surprise. "What?" "You and Harry and Liam and Louis and Zayn. Why do you have to break up and go solo ?" Niall has to hide a laugh. "Don't laugh!" you scold. "Darling, I thought you liked my songs?" he says hesitantly, pouting to lighten the mood a little. "Yes, yes, I really like them. I love them. I never want to live another day without your music or the boys' music. The world would have really missed out on something great if you hadn't gone solo. But don't you think eight fucking years is enough?" Niall looks at you sadly. He really doesn't know what to say to that. So he just holds you tight and let you have your little sad fangirl moment.
