Niall Horan Imagines

Your Son's Friend Hits On You...

"Good morning!" I heard his grungy morning voice whisper into my ear. Causing goosebumps to appear all over my skin.

I smile as I pull the duvet over my head, "can we just stay in bed all day, please!"

"I wish, but I have to head to the studio and you have to head to the office, so lets go!" Niall said as he pulled the duvet away, and practically pulled me away from the bed.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me so I was now laying over his shoulder.

"Ni, Niall! No...put me down!" I trying to sound serious but failed miserably as all I was able to do was laugh

Once he set me down, inside the bathroom, he cupped my jaw, pressing a light peck to my lips.

"I love you" I whispered

"I love you too, but come on get in the shower!" He chuckled as he shut the door

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Opening the door and setting the groceries in the kitchen took a good 20 minutes, time in which James got home.

"Hi mum!" James, now deep voice bounced off the walls.

"Hi honey. How was school?" I inquired as he placed a small kiss to my temple.

"It was alright but I have to work on a project for physics, do you mind if I have a friend over later?"

"No of course not, I'd be glad to meet a new friend of yours."

He smiled before rushing up to his room.

His smile reminded me so much of his father, they both had the kind of smile that just lit up your spirits, a crooked grin, that made you believe everything would be okay.

"Hey hot stuff." a grungy Irish accent broke me from my reverie.

I jumped, slightly, soon swatting Niall on his arm for scaring me like that.

"Don't do that! You know how jumpy I am!" I laughed as he just stared back with a playful smirk, his figure standing against the counter at which I was cooking dinner.

"I'm sorry, I just love scaring you, you tend to zone out a lot, its quite funny!" He chuckled once more

Just as he was leaning in for a kiss, the doorbell rang, signalling we had a visitor.

"Ill get it!" James came running down the stairs.

Niall stared at me quizzically, for which I was quick to explain about James' project.

"Mom, dad, this is my friend Nick."

As I looked from the stove to James' friend I was surprised to find that he was already looking at me. His stare, not subtle whatsoever. His eyes flashed a sort of intense light, which made me a bit uncomfortable, one Niall must have noticed because he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. And Mrs. Horan" Nick shook Niall's hand but when he took my hand he swiftly placed his lips on my knuckles.

I could feel Niall tighten his grip on me, as I gently pulled my hand back.

"I do hope you like chicken." I spoke

"Of course. Thank you for allowing me into your home. "

"Any friend of James is welcome!" I insisted, hoping to end the conversation.

"Okay we'll be in my room!" James jumped in, pulling Nick away.

Once the boys were out of sight Niall's face stiffened.

"He was flirting with you!" Niall yelled in a hushed tone. "That little punk!"

"Niall, they're kids, its alright. You can't possibly tell me you're jealous of a 15 year old boy?!"

"Jealous?!" He spoke, offended by my question, "never. I just think he should know his place and have manners!" Niall explained.

"Just let it go please. I'm sure we misinterpreted his actions." I pressed a soft kiss to his lips, all he did was huff in defeat.

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"That dinner was amazing, Mrs. Horan!" Nick exclaimed

"I'm glad you liked it! Feel free to come over when ever you want to!" I sent a kind smile, "dessert anyone?" an array of yes' were heard as I stood up, picking up the plates.

"Let me help you!" Nick took a few plates, following me into the kitchen.

"Thank you." I replied once we arrived in the kitchen.

"No, thank you! You allowed me the pleasure of enjoying a meal created by these wonderful hands of yours." Nick took a hold of my hands, bringing my fingers up to his lips.

"Nick!" I yelped as I pulled my hands away from his grip.

Nick stepped foward, his body dangerously close to my own, "I'm sorry! You just have some kind of effect on me. Something I can't control." His voice was laced with what I assumed was lust.

"Nick stop!" I yelled. "You're my sons friend! And you are 15! Just stop!' As soon as I finished my sentence, Niall and James arrived at the entrance of the kitchen.

"Nick, what are you doing?" James asked, a sickened expression on his face

"I think its best for you to leave, son." Niall spoke towards Nick.

Nick nodded his head, stepping away and walking towards the front door.

"Walk him out James." Nialls stern voice boomed throughout the room

Niall turned back to face me, a soft expression now hovering his face. "Are you okay? Did that punk try anything?"

I smiled at how concerned he was as I shook my head, "I'm okay, you were right."

"I don't want to say I told you so but I told you so!" Niall laughed, "teenage boys are capable of many things babe!"

"Sounds like you have some experience in that area!" I cackled as I laid my forehead against his.

"Never!" Niall hid his face in the crook of my neck.

"Ew. Niall that's gross! They're your friends MOTHERS!" I exclaimed

"I was joking. I would actually never. I mean Daniel did have a hot mum but I never went as far as my bud Nick over here did!" Niall chuckled, laughing at the hormonal teenager that was just in our home minutes ago.

"On the bright side, that means I'm still hot!" I smirked, wrapping my arms around his neck

"Definitely!" Niall's grin was replaced by a playful smirk, before pressing his lips to my own.

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Omg! I'm so sorry. Can't believe its almost been a month since I last posted....wth! Sorry guys. I know this imagine sucked but I felt like I just need to post something! Thanks to all of you who have been patient with me!
~AusllyDirectioner