Imagines (from my Instagram)

The First Time (version 3)

I wave to him, grinning.

I sigh as I turn around, linking arms with my best friend.

"Geez, you just can't get enough of him," she laughs.

"Niall's amazing," I smile.

"Someone's in loveeeeee."

I stop her. "No, I'm not."

"Has he told you that he does?"

"No..." I sit down on a nearby bench. "Should he have?"

"Well, he knows about your past relationships... How they were all just a bunch of scummy bastards."

I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Sorry," she mumbles. "But it's not like you loved any of them anyway."

I laugh a little, almost sarcastically. "Maybe I am," I say quietly.

"You're maybe what?"

I look at her, and her eyes widen in understanding.

"You should go tell him," she says, pulling me up and slapping my bum. "Go go go!"

I press my lips together, hugging her quickly. "You think he'll say it back?"

"(Y/n), he's probably been waiting to tell you. To make sure you're ready." She grins as she pushes me forward. "Good luck!"

I jog down the mall hallway, and spot Niall's car pulling from its parking place from the foyer of the building.

I step out to the sidewalk, and thankfully Niall sees me, and pulls over.

The window rolls down. "You forgot something?"

I open the door. "Yes." I climb in, and kiss him deeply. I bite my lip. "I forgot to tell you I'm in love with you."