Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Request from HanlovesNi A Day at the Beach

Hiiiiiiii, so I'm really proud of this one because I added a lot of descriptions words and I'm just so happy with it. Also, go read my new book, Dear Future Husband. It's for all of you fellow Niall girls! Lastly go read HanlovesNi's books because she is one the the most talented writers I know. SHOUTOUT TO YOU HANNAH!!!

Hannah POV =)

I gazed attentively as the waves' white crest curled over and hit the sandy shore. It was peaceful to walk on the beach counting the numerous seashells collecting random ones that were new to my collection. The sound of the seagulls could lull you to sleep, or at least lull an exhausted Nialler to sleep. He was laying on a blue and white striped towel and sleeping on his back.
The rest of the boys were swimming and splashing each other. It felt wonderful to be at the beach by myself. The people who owned it had closed it for the boys and I. But when I had planned on going to beach I thought Niall would want to swim too. He just wanted to sleep. I knew his chest was going to be sunburnt tonight and he would complain while the boys and I were eating.
I returned to the large blanket that was spread out against the sand and sat down next to Niall. He didn't stir, but I could hear the barely audible sound of his rhythmic snores. The boys came out of the water and Zayn and Louis were whispering to each other then they would snicker slightly.
"Everyone listen up we have an important idea," Louis said, in his best posh accent.
"Should I wake up Ni?" I asked turning towards the blonde.
"No, he needs to stay asleep," Zayn said in a deep, evil voice.
My eyes widened and I turned my attention to Liam who obviously was holding back his laugh.
"We need to bury him while he's ASLEEP!" Louis said laughing manically.
"Yeah," I said, looking for a good laugh.
Louis and I were assigned to dig the miniscule trench that Niall would be set into. We dug until we reached the dark, wet sand that would be set on top of Niall. Liam and Zayn picked up the edges of Niall's towel and gingerly cradled him over to the large hole we dug. I was thankful that Niall was sound asleep today, because if he woke up right now we, would be in deep crap. They set him into the hole and Louis started to pile sand on the sleeping boy. Once we were all done I suggested we that we play volleyball and run off the extra energy that Louis had contacted from being nefarious.
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Niall POV
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My eyes fluttered open and I blinked. I looked down and my eyes widened. I was covered and buried in sand and it was almost concrete hard. I began to panic.
'Oh my gosh! Where am I?'
Then it hit me, I was taking the nice nap in the sun and I'm guessing that Hannah and the boys decided it might be great fun to bury me in the sand. I chuckled lightly and then sat there waiting for Hannah and the boys to come back and get me out.
About twenty minutes later and absolutely no Hannah and no boys at all. I started to panic again. The sun was starting to set to set and sink under the horizon, blending a collage of colors from light peaches to dark purples. I'll admit out would be one of the most beautiful things I've seen, (besides Hannah and of course food), if I weren't buried in a heap of sand.
'What if they forgot about me? What if Hannah forgets and gets a new boyfriend, with better muscles and hair?'
Now I am full on hyperventilating, I can't breath and I let out a loud sob and sniffed.
'Oh my gosh, I can't breath!' I thought to myself.
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Hannah POV
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"OH MY GOSH!"
"What? What's wrong?" Liam asked coming to my side.
"We forget NIALL!" I screamed, terrified what we might see when we come back.
We all rushed back over to the blanket we set down hours ago. When we got there Niall was sitting up and continuous tears were streaming down his pale face. He looked like he was having a panic attack!
"Ni, baby. Look we're here now," I said sitting next to him.
"I.. c-c-can't b-" his head feel limp and I started to uncover him, with my bare hands. The boys started to help uncover Niall too.
After we got him all dug up from the sand, we carried him to the car. I was absolutely in tears, sobbing into my hands. I got a little sand in my eyes which only made me cry harder, if that was possible.
"Hannah, come here, love," Louis said guiding me into the van.
"N-Ni-all," I sobbed.
"Relax, he will be fine, okay?" Louis asked rubbing my back and handing me a water.
"Yeah, he'll be fine," I sniffed.
I leaned my head on Louis shoulder and he pulled me into a side hug, comforting me for the catastrophic evening I just encountered. Then I spent drifted into a cat nap that clicked a few of my problems off of my shoulders.
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When we got to the boys' flat, I pulled Niall's body onto the tan, leather couch we had in the living room area.
"Niall please wake up, I'll get Nando's and we can c-cuddle and... and... j-just please wake up," I whispered into Niall's ear.
I sat back and looked at him, then his eyes fluttered open and he looked at me. He sat up in a panic and pulled me into a famous Horan Hug. He burrowed his face into my neck and snaked his arms under mine so her can hold tightly into my back.
"Niall! Mate," Liam exclaimed coming into the room.
"I-I can't believe you guys forgot about me," Niall said as the boys gathered around the couch.
"Were really sorry," Liam said using the pouty face.
"Well we all know what this calls for, right?" Louis asked.
"Ohhhhhhhh No," I said starting to get up.
"TICKLE FIGHT!" Louis yelled pulling me down and tickling my sides.
And thus ends another crazy day in this household...
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