Imagines (from my Instagram)

Tricks (version 2)

He flicks popcorn at my face as we fill two bowls with the buttery snack.

"Stop it!" I giggle, tickling his stomach.

Niall grins, taking long strides back into the living room. I follow, plopping down on the couch beside him.

"What movie?" he asks.

"Hmmm," I stroke my chin playfully. "I don't know. Lets see what's playing."

"Wait, I actually have this DVD upstairs. Hold on. Zayn says it's his favorite."

Niall slides the disc in a few minutes later, then settles down next to me. His arm extends, his hand out and fingers wiggling. I smile, accepting his hand and entwining our fingers.

"So what's this about?"

"You'll see."

I lay my head on his shoulder as it begins. It appears to be a chick-flick.

"This is ZAYN'S favorite?"

Niall smiles sheepishly. "Don't judge."

He leans in for a kiss a few moments later. But out of the corner of my eye, I hear something strange. Actually, I don't hear anything.

I pull away and stare at the white screen.

My face scrunches up in confusion. "What's-"

That's when it appears.

The gigantic, bloody, furry beast flashing the screen.

I scream, clutching the couch behind me. I glance at Niall, and he looks like he's about to explode.

"I hate you!" I bellow.

He bursts out laughing, grabbing my hand when I try to stand.

I hadn't realized my body was trembling until he calms me down, rubbing my back, still chucking to himself.

"It wasn't funny," I huff.

"It kinda was."

"I don't think I'll be able to sleep for days." I sigh.

Niall grins, smirking a little. "Why do you think I showed you this in the first place?"