Niall Horan Imagines and Preferences

Meeting Him At The Airport After A Long Tour

 "Jesus Christ, Niall! Stop moving! It's annoying," Louis growls, folding over his pillow and rolling his eyes. I quickly stop drumming my fingers on the arm rest and frown.

 "Sorry, I get really fidgety sometimes, you know," I sigh, tapping my foot softly. 

"Aw, leave him alone Lou, he's excited to get back to (Y/N). You know how it is, you have a girlfriend, too," Liam smiles, shooting me a knowing look. Zayn is asleep on Liam's shoulder and it makes me smile. Even though I love these four boys like they were my own brothers, I couldn't wait to get back home. More importantly, I couldn't wait to get back to (Y/N). Harry reaches over the seat divider and places his hand on my knee, causing me to stop tapping my foot. "Calm yourself, the flight's landing," the younger boy offers with a smile, shaking his head. He's right. I can hear the pilot crackling over the loudspeaker and I press my hand on the glass of the plane's window. It'd been so hard being away from her for so long, but seeing her for the first time in months would be worthwhile. As soon as I enter the airport, surrounded by crowds and people and luggage my heart sinks. I don't see her anywhere. Liam notices my distress and he places a hand on my shoulder. "She's around here somewhere, don't worry, mate," he assures me, shooting Danielle a smile from across the way. I can tell he's itching to go over and greet her but he's helping me look for my girl instead. "Go," I say with a small smile, nudging him forward. "I'll find (Y/N) myself." Liam shoots me an 'are you sure?' expression before jogging over and wrapping his curly-haired love in his arms. I smile at them and I suddenly feel someone's hand on my shoulder. "(Y/N)!" I exclaim, lifting her off the ground and spinning her in a circle. She laughs and holds my shoulders, nuzzling my neck as I set her back down. "Sorry I'm a bit late, a couple of fans were talking to me," she smiles, her hands never leaving mine. "Later is better than never, I'm so glad to be back home," I sigh happily, wrapping her small hand in mine. "I'm glad you're back home, too," she mumbles, leaning on her tip-toes and kissing my cheek.