One Direction Imagines and Preferences

Expect the Unexpected

It's been 5 years with this boy. 5 wonderful years that you wouldn't take back for anything. The dates, the laughs, the cuddles...it all made you realize there was nothing more you wanted in life.

Niall proposed to you a year ago, and your wedding was coming up in about two weeks. You both couldn't wait. You would be sealing the deal, making sure everyone knew that Niall is yours, and you are his.

You remember your first date, Niall picking you up in his black Range Rover. Opening the door for you like a gentleman, taking you to a hill overlooking the ocean as you both ate dinner. He packed sandwiches and sparkling cider and you both just sat on that picnic blanket all night, talking about anything and everything. You got to know each other well in those mere 4-5 hours you spent up there.

Your first kiss was on the fourth date. Niall's nerves had now calmed down since the first date, and he was a lot more comfortable around you. He still made you blush all the time with his compliments, and you both laughed at everything. He took you to a fancy Italian restaurant, holding your hand and pulling you up to the roof. Since he had his ways, he reserved the whole roof for you two, and you both dined there. How the first kiss came about? You both shared this big bowl of spaghetti with meatballs and garlic bread. And somehow you both caught onto the same noodle, making Niall wiggle his eyebrows as you giggled. You both slurped it up, your lips meeting for the first time.

The engagement? Well- that was really unpredictable. Since you loved them- he figured why not do it that way? On the Fourth of July you went to Harrys house in LA with the boys and their girlfriends, and Paul set off fireworks in his back yard. You all had a cookout, went swimming, and had a fire pit. What you did not expect was when the last firework went up- it spelt out "will you marry me?" Looking over to Sophia and Liam cause cmon they have to get married, you saw them grinning widely at you. You furrowed your eyebrows, looking to Niall to see him on one knee, holding his palm out to you with a box and ring.

Of course you said yes. Cmon who wouldn't?

Those were just a select few favorite times with Niall. There were so many more, you loved him to death. And he loved you the same back.

You were currently snuggled up in bed with him, the light shining through the curtains. Niall was still sleeping, his hair matted down and lips slightly parted. You giggled at the sight, pecking his lips and rubbing your hand on his chest through his chest hair. You sighed in content, closing your eyes for a moment.
"Mornin'" Niall spoke in his raspy, low morning voice. You opened your eyes to see him grinning at you, his arm wrapped around you as his hand started to rub patterns into your back
"Morning" you replied, nuzzling closer into his body.
"I'm gonna go make my princess breakfast" he smirked
"No you don't have to Ni" you shook your head
"Oh but I want to!" He laughed. He pulled the covers off before sitting up in bed, his face instantly contorting into a look of pain
"You okay?" You sat up, rubbing his back softly
"Ow..yeah, yeah. Just ow fuck. Everything hurts I don't know why" he muttered, rubbing his chest lightly
"What hurts?" You asked, going to sit in front of him.
"My chest and my back...and now that I think about it my hips" he groaned.
"That's weird" you mumbled, trying to think of why.
"Maybe you just worked out too hard a few days ago with Mark and Liam" you suggested, to which he nodded
"Yeah that's probably it. I'll take some Tylenol then make my lovely girl some Mickey pancakes" he smiled, leaning forward to press a kiss to your lips. You giggled softly, watching him walk over to the bathroom in your room. You bit your lip, wondering how you got so lucky.
You pulled on one of his sweatshirts, becoming welcomed to the scent of Niall- which was almost like cinnamon and the outdoors- and made your way downstairs. You got the pancake mix out, going to get the bacon when Niall grabbed it from you
"Tsk tsk" he muttered, pushing you out of the room
"IM making breakfast. ME" he told. You turned around to face him, seeing him usher you to the living room couch
"Go relax I got this. I'm a man" he flexed his arm, making you laugh loudly as you went to the couch.