Niall Horan Imagines

Imagine for Lyssa!

“Niall!” You begged. “A cookie…please!”

He shook his head, crumbs slipping from his lips as he smirked. “The cookies are mine.”

“Niallll,” You whined, launching yourself at him in attempt to grab a cookie.

He giggled and held the box of cookies above your head, that smirk still on his face. “Have you forgotten that I’m taller than you?” He sassed.

You squinted your eyes, pressing your lips flat together and reaching up, smacking his arm over, and sending the cookies flying out of his grip. “Yes!” You cheered in triumph as you ran after the cookies, retrieving the box from the floor and snatching a perfect cookie. You took a bite, never breaking eye contact with him as you performed your little happy dance. “What were you saying?” You mumbled through your cookie-filled mouth.

He groaned, rolling his eyes and standing up. “Whatever,” He grumbled, leaving you alone in the room.

You stood there, laughing to yourself as you grabbed another cookie. Soon Niall rounded the corner again, and your eyes widened as you noticed another box of cookies in his hands. His smile widened and he winked at you as he plopped himself back down on the couch and ripped open the box.

“Jerk,” You whispered, glaring at him.

He laughed, throwing his head back and catching a chocolate chip cookie between his teeth. “Aw, don’t be grumpy,” He smirked as he noticed your stale expression.

You snatched another cookie and set your box on a table, folding your arms over your chest and giving him the ‘evil eye’.

“Don’t make me tickle you,” He smiled, standing from his spot and watching you.

Your eyes widened and there was no time for you to escape as he ran for you, tackling you on the ground and digging his fingertips into your sides. You screamed out with a giggle while he continued to tickle you, his warm breath fading over your neck.

You could smell the sweet chocolate on his breath as he pressed his weight against you, holding you back from wiggling away.

“Niall!” You squeaked, laughing. “Stop! Please!”

He suddenly paused, lying on top of you and taking a deep breath as his eyes met yours. “Lyssa,” He whispered, his accent calming you. “I love you, you know.”

“Wait what?” You asked, trying to catch up with your breathing. You lifted your head, searching his eyes to see that he wasn’t joking.

“I said that I love you,” He repeated himself with more confidence this time, a satisfied smile creeping onto his face.

Your heart fluttered and a couple joyful tears floated around your eyes as you smiled and nodded, “I love you too, Niall.”

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