Imagine #2
You and Niall are sitting at the table with your younger sister, helping her write a letter of what she desires for Christmas from Santa Claus. She makes Niall and you write one, too. You watch with a melted heart as Niall makes your sister giggle and hove her amazing present ideas. He constantly glances up at you, the corners of his mouth lifting upward each time you catch him.
"Niall!" your sister squeals, "what do you want from Santa?"
"I don't know, love. I'm afraid Santa can't bring me what I want for Christmas," Niall says.
"And what might that be?" you ask him. He quickly jots something down on his piece of paper before pulling his hand away, revealing what it said. It read-
"you. xx"
His blue eyes met yours, causing you to blush. He slowly leans in, inching closer and closer to your lips. Suddenly a loud bang rings out from the fireplace. Your eyes dart in the direction of the strange noise, only to see none other than Santa sauntering over to you. He shoves you into a box before you can grasp the happening events. You shruggled to get out, but fail miserably.
"Here's your Christmas present Niall," Santa says, handing you over to Niall.
There's no air in the box.
You begin to suffocate.
You die.
~The End~
