"My Girl"- S.I. (Niall)

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I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May
I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?

My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl

I've got so much honey, the bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees
Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?

My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl
Ooh

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Yeah

I don't need no money, fortune or fame
I got all the riches baby, one man can claim
Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?

My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
With my girl
I've even got the month of may
With my girl

Talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout
Talkin' 'bout my girl, my girl
That's all I can talk about
Is my girl

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Your P.OV.

"So how does it feel to be a married woman?" Your Aunt Jenny asks you, while your newly wedded husband, Niall sits and talks to your Uncle Will about golf.

"It's a weird feeling. But I'm very excited to spend the rest of my life with him," you giggle, feeling your face heat up.

"He's definitely head over heels for you, honey," she chuckles, adding in, "I can tell by the way he looks at you." Patting your leg, she goes back to eating her meal. Niall continues to talk to your uncle.

Hearing the first few beats of a familiar tune, Niall jumps up from his chair, grabbing your hand and leading you to dance floor. Wrapping one arm around your waist to pull you close, holding your hand with his other. He belts the lyrics along to the song, while you giggle profusely.

I've got so much honey, the bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees

People start to join you two on the floor, also singing along. By the time the chorus comes around, a mass crowd is belting it in unison. Soon enough you're singing too.

Well, I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl, my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
My girl
Ooh

The song finishes and people head back to their tables.

Niall grabs your hand and takes you to the photo booth to snap some photos. One where he's kissing your cheek, one where you're kissing his, one his arms are wrapped around your waist and one with silly faces.

You head back to your table to sit and chat. Some people coming up to you, congratulating, and bidding goodbyes as the night has come to an end.

After the only people in the venue left are you, Niall, yours and his parents and the venue employee members. You start to gather your things. Such as presents and any decorations that the facility didn't provide.

Once everything is packed into the trunk of Niall's car, with some things in the back of your mom's. You say goodbye to your parents and your new in-laws, heading back to the hotel you and Niall are staying in and go your separate ways.

Pulling into the lot, Niall parks the car. Turning it off, he pulls the keys out of the ignition, and hops out. Jogging to your side, he opens your door, offering a hand to help you out.

Knowing your check out is tomorrow, you both decide it'll be easier to just leave the gifts in the car.

Taking you by the hand, Niall leads you to the lobby, and the elevator. Just before the doors open, Niall hands you the room key card and picks you up bridal style.

The doors open, and Niall strides out, down the hall, with you in his arms.

"Here we are," he chuckles. "Please do the honors, babe."

Giggling, you lean towards the door, sliding the key in to unlock it.

Closing the door with his foot, Niall sets you down, guiding you towards the bedroom.

"C'mon Mrs. Horan. We've got a night ahead of us," hearing the smirk in his voice.

"Well then we better get started Mr. Horan," giggling, you run to the bed, hopping on. "What's does this oh so special night include?" You smirk.

"We..." He undoes one button on his collared shirt.
"Are..." He undoes another.
"Going..." There goes the third button.
"To..." And the fourth.
"Build a fort," he cheers. Undoing the rest, he changes into his pajamas.

Bursting out into laughter, you jump up and change as well.

"Then let's get to it," you giggle, going to the linen closet to grab extra sheets and blankets.

"Let's do it, my girl," he winks, pecking your cheek, earning a giggle from you.

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Oh my goodness! Two imagines in one day?! Look at me!!

I really hope you guys enjoyed this. I really enjoyed writing it.

Imagine taking a wedding selfie, with Niall in the suit like the one above. He is hella fine looking!

Have a good one!

~~ Nikki

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