Niall Horan Imagines

Imagine for Savannah!

You entered the room, stopping at the sight of Niall sitting on the edge of the bed, his guitar in his lap. You leaned against the doorframe, smiling and watching him strum on the strings of the instrument. He hummed a bit with each note, and he sat with his legs swinging, while he stared directly in front of him, at a blank wall. He was wearing a blue t-shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants, and he was sporting a pair of white tube socks on his dangling feet.

You remained silent, listening to the sounds of his guitar. He hadn’t noticed you there, and you tried to stand as still as possible, as to not interrupt him and his music. You watched as he focused until he saw you from the corner of his eye. He placed his hand across the strings of his guitar, stopping the beautiful notes from ringing.

You stood there and smiled at him while he set his guitar aside and made his way over to you. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, kicking an imaginary rock with his foot while he stood beside you. You folded your arms over your chest and lightly tapped his foot with your own. He looked up and your eyes met.

“You’re so talented,” You whispered, trying not to disrupt the sweetness of the situation. “Why did you stop?”

He chuckled once and his eyelids fluttered as he opened his mouth to speak. “How long were you standing there?”

“A while,” You answered him. “But it doesn’t matter. I love when you play.”

He grinned and stared at the floor. “I didn’t want you to hear that yet.”

You unfolded your arms and placed your hands in his. “Why? It was beautiful!”

“It was a surprise,” He corrected you. “It’s a song that I’ve been writing for you.”

You paused, feeling your heartbeat speed up. “For me?” You managed, barely above a whisper. He nodded, squeezing your hand.

“Well, I didn’t hear the whole thing,” You said. “Would you like to sing it to me?”

He looked up at you, and you could see the insecurity in his eyes. “Hey, don’t be worried. If it comes from you, I’ll love it,” You comforted him.

He nodded sweetly and gently pulled his guitar into his grip. He took a deep breath and pressed his fingers to the strings, forcing the pretty sounds to erupt. It was like the sun had just come out, or as if a garden full of flowers had just bloomed. Niall just exploded with happiness as the music jumped from his fingertips and soon his small voice snuck its way in.

He sang along with the guitar, and you felt something. It was inspirational, and it brought tears to your eyes as he sang these lovely words to you, never letting his eyes leave you.

Her eyes stop time

And her heart keeps me alive

Her love gives me life

 

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