Imagines (from my Instagram)

I Think I'm In Love With Her

Niall's POV

I watch her from the opposite side of the table, as she talks to my mother. She seems to be doing well; this IS her first time meeting my family.

"Niall." I look over to my brother. "It's not polite to stare," Greg whispers, grinning.

I shake my head, but my lips are still smiling, embarrassed. I keep sneaking glances at (y/n), and every time I do so, she's laughing or she's already looking at me. We smile at each other, but my mother always brings her attention away from me.

Her eyes, even from here, are sparkling. Her hair is pulled back, but it just makes her cute facial features stand out more. Gosh, she's so beautiful.

I give her a flirty wink and she blushes, putting her hand up so I won't distract her.

She twirls her fork around the spaghetti, as she carefully listens to whatever my mother is telling her. Which I know is something embarrassing, by the looks she's giving me.

But who cares? She already knows everything about me, and I know everything about her.

And we're still learning.

And I'm planning on learning much, much more.

Because I think I'm in love with her.