Imagines (from my Instagram)

Tricks (version 3)

"I know where you LIVE, Niall Horan. And I will get you for this. You better watch your back, mister."

After washing mustard in my hair instead of my rosey shampoo, I tried to be intimidating towards my boyfriend. But he just scoffed at my threats.

"The worst a girl can do to get back is give silent treatment. And trust me, that's more of a treat than a punishment."

My mouth hung up. He did NOT just say that.

"Oh, really? Well, I'd like to see this. So I guess I won't be speaking to you at dinner. Or for the rest of the week, for that matter."

I press my lips together, fold my arms, and raise my eyebrows.

Niall lifts a shoulder. "Alrighty."

He walks away without another word.

But by the next afternoon, he was going bonkers.

"C'mon, (y/n), just tell me where they are! I have to wear them for the interview in an hour!"

I just shrug. He can find his own pants.

He huffs angrily, shaking his head as he walks away. A moment later he's looking for my attention again.

"My shoes! Where are my black shoes?!"

Niall's head pokes around the corner. His eyes narrow. "You're hiding my things! (Y/n), c'mon!"

My lips curve into a smile.

"I have to get you talking again," he states. He approaches me, his arms sliding around my stomach. Our chests only inches apart, I try to escape his grip but he doesn't back down.

His head dips, our lips meeting for a moment. I tell myself to resist it, to walk away. But I can't. I haven't kissed him in a whole day, and that's a whole lot when you're in love with someone.

I press the back of his neck, pulling him closer as we kiss.

"I new you couldn't do it," he whispers.

"Do what? I haven't-"

Niall lets go of me, jumping in the air. "AHA! I GOT YOU! I NEW YOU WOULDN'T LAST!"

I clench my jaw. "You tricked me!"

"Yes I did, and it worked pretty well."

He playfully kisses my forehead, and I can't help but smile a little. He was good.

"Was it really a treat?" I ask quietly.

"Hm?"

"You know..."

He just smiles. "Of course not. I love your voice... your laugh... I love you."

I grin, leaning up and kissing his cheek.

"But you know.. I um.. Don't really know where my pants are. Wanna help me find them?"

"No thanks."

His smile disappears. "Huh?"

"Payback, Horan."