Imagines (from my Instagram)

The Big Day

"Niall? What are you doing here?"

Your hubby-to-be is pounding on the door to your changing room.

"Um, I'm the groom, sweetheart."

You giggle. "I mean, you can't see me. It's bad luck!"

"I wanted one more kiss! Before we say I Do!"

You open the door a little, and he barges in. Before he can see you, you cover his eyes with a tshirt.

"No peaking!" you laugh.

He puckers his lips. "Please, (Y/N), kiss me."

You wrap your arms around his neck, still holding the shirt. Your lips meet his, perfectly in sync.

You pull away, but he finds your hips, gripping them, and yanking them to his, no space between your two bodies.

You finally unlock lips with him.

"God, you're perfect," he whispers. "I can't wait to call you Mrs. Horan, (Y/N)."

You grin and kiss his neck. "I love you, Niall. Now, go! Or we'll be late to our own wedding!"

"Eh, they can't really start without us anyway."

You push him out the door with a giggle.

"Wait! One more kiss?"

"Niall!" you say. "I'm saving it for tonight."

He grins, and you both laugh as you close the door.