Niall Horan imagines

does it smell like Niall?

"Good show, boys." Liam announced to the rest of the boys on the bus.

"I quite agree." you yawned, padding across the bus, and sat down against Niall on the couch.

"Why, you look comfy." Niall said, pulling at the string of his sweatshirt that you were currently wearing.

"Watcha wearing there, (Y/N)?" Louis asked, smirking slightly.

"Niall's sweatshirt. It's freezing." you added.

"I'm quite warm." Liam said.

"Liam." Niall warned.

"I'm a bit chilly." Harry said, trying to defend you.

"Maybe I wouldn't be so cold if you'd shut the window." You countered to Louis.

"I wouldn't have had to open it if Zayn hadn't passed one."

"Where is Zayn?" Liam asked.

"Out light a light. He's been asleep for at least half an hour already." Louis replied.

"Well, I was cold, alright?" you snapped.

"Ok, ok." Louis laughed.

"Does it smell like Niall?" Liam asked, curiously.

"Yeah, I guess." you said, breathing in deeply.

"Why do you know what he smells like?" Louis smirked.

"He's one of my best friends. I'm around him all the time, Lou."

"Louis, just shut up already." Niall groaned.

"Look at Niall defending his 'princess'" Louis laughed.

"What?" your eyes widened slightly as you looked at Niall.

"What are you talking about, mate?" Niall said, trying to recover.

"Nothing." Louis said. He knew that he shouldn't of said that.

"What are you talking about, Louis!?" You growled.

"Forget it. Sorry Niall, but I can't keep this locked up any longer. I'm dying for this to happen just as much as you are." Louis started. Your heart seemed to skip a beat. "Niall completely adores you but he's too shy to tell y-"

"Louis, shut UP!" Niall said, lunging at Louis, but you grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"No he doesn't." you argued, looking at Niall. Niall was crimson red, and he just shrugged. "Niall..?"

"Hey, we're here!" the bus driver yelled.

"Food!" Harry shouted, grabbing Louis' arm and yanked him from his seat.

"Good, I'm starving." Liam said, rushing to follow them.

"Niall, is what Louis said true?"

"Uh- I..."

"Please tell me. I don't like not knowing." you frowned.

"Y-Yeah. I do, (Y/N)..."

"Why didn't you tell me!?" you asked, excitedly.

"I didn't want you to hate me..." he said. "Especially since you're on tour with us and everything. I didn't want you to be unhappy to be here."

"I've always felt the exact same way, though." you said, slowly.

"Y- you do?"

"Yes, I do."

"W- would you be my g-girlfriend?"

"I'd love to." you smiled, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"That is such a weight off my shoulders." he let out a shaky laugh.

"Aww, c'mon. I can't believe that you were so scared." you laughed, sitting down on the couch. Niall shrugged again. "Come cuddle." you giggled. Niall laid down on the couch, beside you and you snuggled against him.

"Do you like that sweatshirt?" Niall asked, smirking.

"Love it." you answered, closing your eyes and smiling.

"Where- Oh my God." Your eyes shot open and you saw Zayn standing in front of the two of you.

"Um, I-" Niall started.

"It finally happened!!!!!!" Zayn yelled.

"What?" Niall laughed.

"Guys!" Zayn shouted, scurrying from the bus. Shortly, the rest of the boys appeared back on the bus.

"I knew it! I knew it! I called it before any of you!" Louis shouted. Your eyebrows knit in confusion as Zayn, Harry and Liam started to reach into their pockets. Soon, they were each handing Louis twenty dollars.

"You didn't..." Niall chucked, running his fingers through his hair.

"I did, blondie." Louis announced.

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