Niall Imagines

I Love You

Hey guys!! Long time no see! I am so sorry for the long wait.  It has been an exhausting few weeks.  But, I do have a new imagine up for you!!  

Omg! You probably have heard, but Louis lost his mom recently to cancer and wrote a song about her. It is so sad and I cried listening to his song. I love this song and I'm so glad that Louis wrote it. It must be so hard for him, I can't even imagine.

Anyway, I want to leave you guys off on a high note with this imagine...  I hope you enjoy!

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 "Are you the postman?" Niall asks me as I carefully help him out of his car and onto the snow covered driveway. I laugh almost causing us both to fall to the ground.

"No Niall... I am not the postman," I reply with a giggle.

"You're awfully pretty," he confesses, slurring his words.

"Why thank you my dear," I say with a laugh while rolling my eyes. He said the same thing not more than 5 minutes ago while I was driving him home.

"Where am I?" he asks, dazed and confused.

"Well, if you hadn't had a drinking competition with some bloke at the pub, you would know where you were," I say and Niall just looks at me confused. "We are in your driveway."

I look at him and get lost in his eyes. Even though he's completely drunk, he still has the same effect on me. Just then, Niall decides to be funny and tickle me. I am extremely ticklish so I let go of him and grab my stomach buckling over in laughter, causing us both to slip on the ice and fall straight on our butts.

After another minute of laughing, Niall sits up quickly looking very sick. Seconds later, Niall is bent over throwing up the beer he drank way too much of and what little dinner he ate. I sit next to him and rub his back while he pushes the waste out of his body. When he is finished, I rummage through my purse and find a napkin to wipe his mouth with.

"Babe, I don't feel too great..." he says and looks up at me with sad puppy dog eyes.

"I know hun. I'm sorry, let's get you inside."

I carefully help him up and we slowly walk up to his front door.

"Where's your keys?" I ask Niall as he leans up against the door. He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a keychain.

"These?" he asks.

"Yep! Thank you hun," I reply and look at the grin on his face.

Quickly, I unlock the door and help Niall inside, hoping he doesn't get sick before we get to the bathroom. When we get there, he sits on the toilet seat as I turn on the shower to get it heated up. I help him take his coat off and hang it on the door, followed by his button up shirt. He lifts his arms in the air, causing me to laugh, as a way of asking for help taking off his white shirt beneath his nice, plaid shirt. I carefully pull it over his head and look him up and down. Even in this state, he doesn't look too bad.

"The shower is ready for you to get in. Finish undressing yourself and wash up. I'll be right outside the door if you need anything, okay?" I say and he just nods. Closing the door behind me, I head to his bedroom in search of fresh, clean clothes.

His closet is nicely organized which makes it easy for me to find his clothes. I grab him a t-shirt and his boxers, knowing he doesn't really like to wear anything else to bed. After I have those in my arms, I walk back to the bathroom and knock on the door.

"How you doing in there Niall?" I ask and hear a grunt in return. "Are you done?"

"Yeah," he replies sounding exhausted.

"Do you have a towel on?"

"Uh... yeah..."

I walk in and see him sitting on the toilet seat once again with the towel draped over his lap. Laughing, I hand him his clothes and tell him to change. Once he is finished, he exits the bathroom giving me a lazy smile. I lead him to his bedroom and make him lie down in bed. He automatically pulls the blanket over himself, cuddling into the warm bed.

"Thank you for helping me, Y/N," he whispers, looking at my face which is only inches away from his.

"You're welcome. I hope you feel better. I'll be over in the morning to check up on you," I reply with a smile.

"Okay, I love you."

"I love you too, hun," I say lovingly before kissing his warm forehead.