Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

No Regular Day

"No!" You giggled as Niall took a stolen bite of your coconut creme pie.

"Itsh rewwy goo!" Niall exclaimed with his mouth full.

"Ni..." You gave a warning glare.

"What? Can't a guy have fun?" He asked bouncing on the couch a bit.

You turned back to my pie and licked your sweetened spoon and smiled pleasantly. Dishing out another bite, you heard Niall sigh.

"Can we watch the sun set?" He asked finally.

"Yeah," you replied taken aback by his sudden change.

You smiled and put the savory pie. Into the fridge and turned to Niall. It was about time for sun set so it was perfect to watch now.

"I love you too the moon and back," he smirked pointing towards the small moon that had just come into view.

"You're such a cheeseball!" You giggled leaning your head on his shoulder.

"If I'm a cheeseball, then you're a... Cheesecake!"

"I'm fine with that," you tilted your head in a tired manner.

"I may fall... asleep on you," you warned your voice becoming light and airy.

"That's okay, I like it."

The sound of your alarm blasted into your ears making you jump from your comfortable position in bed. Smacking the snooze button, you rolled over seeking warmth from Niall. You smiled and lightly grazed your nails over his warm back. You must have fallen bank to sleep because you were startled awake by the alarm again.

"Ni babe, I'm gonna get ready so sleep tight 'k?" You asked.

He nodded weakly and outstretched a hand to run down your arm.

"Love ya," he said, his accent thick and sexy.

"I love you too."
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You smiled as you opened the door to your house that you shared with Niall.

"Babe! I'm home," you called slipping off your winter jacket and mittens.

Snow trickled off of your hat and onto the floor sparkling in the dim light of the house.

"Niall! Come warm me up!" You said shivers running down your stiff spine.

"Please?" You asked getting worried.

You walked calmly up the stairs and pushed open the door to your bedroom. It was again silent. But the bathroom light was on and the door was open a crack. Stepping over you the clothes that littered the floor, you made your way to where you suspected your boyfriend would be doing God knows what.

You screamed at the sight before you breaking into immediate sobs.

"NIALL!" You screamed.

Niall lay on the floor blood pooling around him. His arms were spread in front of him and blood trickling down his face.

"PLEASE!" You sobbed hysterically, violently shaking his body.

No response.

Screaming again, you barreled down the stairs practically falling on your face.

My boyfriend is dead!

He's leaving me!

I'm never gonna see him again!

Oh my God HELP!
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Hehe cliffhanger... Suckers

Random Question of the Chapter:
Put together a random outfit by searching for everything separately. What does it look like? Describe it.
I would pick a plain mint green tee with a jean no-sleeve jacket over that. Then I would pick a pair of dark skinny jeans and a pair of combat boots. A pair of rose earrings and a set of bracelets. Then finally I would slip on a cute scarf. :)

Random Fact of the Chapter:
Dalmatians are perhaps best known for their role as fire-fighting apparatus escorts and firehouse mascots. Since Dalmatians and horses are very compatible, the dogs were easily trained to run in front of the carriages to help clear a path and quickly guide the horses and firefighters to the fires.

xD Go Read a Book.