Niall Horan Imagines

Certain of Something

“Hey (Y/N),” You felt his lips roll over the sensitive skin of your neck, and you shivered under his touch. His hands danced along your arms, carefully holding you close.

“Um, hey,” You said, swallowing hard with wide eyes. His lips landed just below your ear, and his teeth lightly nibbled on your ear.

“I have something very special to tell you,” He mumbled against your skin, slowly moving you around so that you were facing him. His hands were pressed firmly against your back and he blinked once, staring into your eyes.

“S-sure,” You stuttered, melting underneath him. He smirked against your neck. He knew exactly what he was doing.

His hair was lightly tousled, and he bit on his lip as his eyes scanned over you, taking in your appearance as you slowly gave into his gentle touch. “I need you to listen very, very carefully,” He carried out every word, licking his tongue over his lips once.

You nodded, finding it difficult to even form understandable words. You found that anything that left your lips was either a gasp or senseless mumbles in response to Niall’s sudden softness. A chuckle escaped his mouth when he noticed how tense you were. He had you wrapped around his finger, and he was loving every second of it. But, then again, so were you.

He placed his hand on the side of your face and looked at you with a focused expression. His lips formed a straight line on his face, and his thumb lightly brushed over your skin. After this gesture, his lips curled up into a sweet smile. “Are you listening?” He tested you with a raspy voice, his eyes settling on yours and waiting for an answer.

“Niall,” You snarled. “Yes, I’m listening.”

He smirked at your frustration and decided it best to finally tell you. He’d been waiting for the perfect time to break the words to you, and as you stood there, impatiently waiting for his response, he knew this would be an ideal time. “I’m very, very certain of something,” He started. “In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever been this certain of anything before. I’m certain that I love you, (Y/N).”

He chewed at his lip again and counted the seconds before you responded. You stood still for a moment, inhaling a sharp breath as you composed yourself enough to nod your head and smile at him. You could feel your eyes watering up, and in that moment, you were quite certain of something, as well.

“I’m certain that I love you, too, Niall.”

**Just a short little imagine for anybody, this wasn’t requested. I hope you all liked it! By the way, thank you all so much for reading and voting and commenting, I appreciate it so much!**