Imagines (from my Instagram)

Cheater!

"You cheater!" you say, pouting.

"What?" Niall chuckles. "I did NOT cheat."

"Did too!"

"How so?"

"I don't know, but you somehow cheated."

Niall bursts out laughing.

You and your boyfriend were playing Connect Four, and he surprised you by creaming you in only a few turns.

"Just because I beat you, doesn't mean I cheated, (y/n)."

"Whatever," you say, sticking your bottom lip out and rolling your eyes playfully.

Niall snickers. "C'mere," he grins, grabbing your stomach. He tickles you until you can't breathe. You then lay on top of him, pinning his hands over his head.

"You got me," Niall says, now pouting himself.

"I SHOULD have gotten you during the game, too," you admit.

He puckers his lips, and you give in, kissing him.

You loosen up as your lips move in sync, and you lose control of your, now, limp body.

Niall now rolls over, on top of you, and you pull his neck down, deepening the kiss.

"(Y/n)," Niall whispers against your mouth, as you flip over again, you on top once again.

"Mm. Shh."

"(Y/n)!"

"Shhh."

He pulls away. "(Y/n), I'm on top of the game!"

You burst out in giggles. "Aww, your poor bum!"

He nods sheepishly. "It hurts."

"I would rub it for you, but-"

"Ah! That would be great!"

"Niall Horan! Go rub your own butt, you psycho!"

"Humph."

"I'll get you some ice."

"No, no, I got it." He holds his tush as he waddles into the kitchen, and you practically die laughing as he does so.