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Niall Imagine for @MehrHoran1D

Imagine for Mehr. Sorry it's so late, darling :)

***Mehr's P.O.V***

Why is school torturing me? What did I ever do to it? It's not fair! My teacher had surprised us in class today by saying that there was going to be a pop quiz tomorrow. Unfortunately for me, I never may attention in class. My teacher's voice just drones on and on and on. It's one of those monotone voices that just bores the life out of you as well. Along with her voice, she also keeps it quite dark in the classroom because she likes to use to projector so she can be lazy and teach while sitting. Daydreaming is also common for me. Ever since I met Niall, my boyfriend of three months, I've found it harder to concentrate in my boring classes without him popping into my head.

I slapped my cheek lightly when I realized I was drifting off again into Horan World. "Um, love, why'd you just slap yourself?" I heard an Irish accent say. I twisted my swivel chair around to see Niall standing in the doorway, his guitar slung over his shoulder. He must have just gotten home from soundcheck with the boys.

"Nialler!" Leaping into his arms, I wrapped my arms around his neck and nuzzled by face into his neck. Screw the quiz tomorrow. I was never going to pass anyway.

Niall chuckled and spun me around, lifting me off the ground in the process. "You never answered me. Why did you slap yourself, lovely?"

"I was daydreaming again and I needed to focus because Ms. I Hate Children and I Want To Make Their Lives Miserable is giving us a pop quiz tomorrow and I don't know anything," you frowned.

"But you're the smartest in the class," Niall pointed out.

"Yeah, but she's BORING! I never pay attention to her. I always just read the chapter and practice the night before the big test. I was not prepared for a pop quiz, Niall," you said, faking panic.

"Well how about if I help you study?" Niall suggested, setting his guitar down and grabbing your Literature textbook, flipping through the pages eagerly.

"No offense Niall, but you don't really know any of this either."

"True, but I have a way to make you WANT to get the answers right," he smirked. He threw the textbook on my bed and ran down the stairs, leaving me to stare and scowl at the open book. "Here," he said, reentering the room. He was carrying a bag with him that was filled to the brim with chocolate squares.

"Oh my God, Niall!" I said, reaching out to grab the chocolate. Niall just moved the bag over his head though, leaving me to jump for it. Curse my shortness! My fingertips always brushed the bag, but I was never able to get a decent grip on it. I pouted and sat at the edge of my bed, giving Niall my best puppy-dog face.

"Nice try, Princess. But these are to help you study. I'll ask a question, and if you get it right then you can eat one. If you answer wrong, then I get to eat one, and you have to watch me. Deal?"

Tentatively, I nodded me head. This was dangerous ground. Now it was involving my chocolate. My precious babies. Lord, I gotta get every question right!

"Okay," Niall started. "Who was basically the leader of the Holocaust?" Niall asked, reading from my textbook.

"Adolf Hitler!" I shouted, reaching into the bag and pulling out a chocolate square. I shoved it into my mouth, stomping my feet in happiness. Niall just stared at me, probably regretting his decision to involve chocolate in my studying. "Again! Again!"

"Alright, then. Who was the blind Greek man who wrote The Odyssey?"

"Um. Shoot. Um, I don't know. Aristotle?"

"No, Homer." Niall reached into the bag and slowly brought the chocolate to his mouth, smirking at me the whole time. "Isn't chocolate the best, Mehr?" he asked, finally chewing on the chocolate chunk.

"No!!!! I hate you, Niall Horan!"

"Get the next answer correct then, Mehr," he chuckled. "What is the definition of plot?"

"A series of events that occurs during a story?" I said, hoping it was right.

"Good job. Mehr!" Niall congratulated, handing me the bag to take one. Oh, bad choice, Niall. Grabbing the bag, I dashed out of the room, hopping down the stairs, laughing insanely. "No! Mehr!"

I giggled and dove into the kitchen cabinet, climbing inside and shutting the door behind me. I licked my lips and started eating the chocolate bites, smiling like an idiot. As I was putting another piece into my mouth, the cabinet opened, and I froze as I was, staring at Niall with wide eyes.

"Come out, Mehr," Niall called, pulling me out of the cabinet. I clutched the bag of chocolate to my chest as he tried to pry it from my hands. Trying another tactic, I decided to scream at the top of my lungs. "Geez, Mehr!" Niall called, placing his hands over his ears. I smiled widely at him before trying to run away. Key word: trying. Niall grabbed me around the waist as I tried to leave, flinging me over his shoulder.

Niall deposited me on the couch, holding my hands together so I was basically useless. Then, the torture began. Niall dug his hands into my sides and started to tickle me, causing me to laugh nonstop and to drop the bag of chocolate. "N-no! Niall, p-please s-stop!" I called, my laughing never ceasing.

In response to my begging, Niall picked up two chocolates, placing one in my mouth while he ate the other himself. Leaning down, he gently kissed me all over my face, his lips finally resting on mine. I was enveloped in his arms as he kissed me like it was the last time. Niall broke away and rested his forehead on mine. "I love you so much, my Princess."

"I love you too, Niall. Thanks for trying to help me study."

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Heyyyyyyy, Mehr!!! Hope you liked it! Sorry it's late! :) I decided to incorporate your chocolate into it.

So, I probably won't be updating a lot in the next few weeks. School's almost over, and all of my big tests are in the next few weeks, and I need to study. Sorry guys. But the next imagine will be a Harry one, and the next preference a Zayn one. I got them all planned out. The next fanfic update will most likely be Little Things. :)

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~Sydney :)