One Direction Imagines/Preferences

Start Your Engines Niall!

So this is my first imagine and I was having trouble coming up with an idea but my good friend helped me out with it! Thanks so much @Harrysgirll101 and im new to dedicating something to anyone but this is for her even though its for me but she helped me so yeah! Enjoy!

Prompt: Niall surprises her for her birthday with NASCAR tickets while she was sitting in front of the TV yelling at it like always while the boys watched with amusement!

Hope you enjoy it!

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I stole the remote from Niall as I flopped on the couch beside him and quickly changed it to ESPN. "Hey! We were watching that!" Harry whined.

"Too bad. Its Sunday so the TV is mine," I mumbled, staring at the tv screen as the racers started their cars.

Niall chuckled and shook his head. "Babe, I think you're addicted to this," he said, wrappig an arm around my waist and trying to take the remote from me.

I bit his hand making him yelp and pull back.

"Savannah? Did you just bite me?" he asked, looking at me with wide eyes.

"I don't try to take your food when your hungry so don't try to take the remote when the race is on," I growled, staring at the tv still.

"Jeez Niall. I think you really have found your double," Louis teased gaining a pillow in the face.

"Shut it or get out," I seethed, turning up the volume.

It wasn't that big of a track but it was still big so there was only 258 laps. This Sunday it was in Richmand, Virginia and I was hoping that Danica would win today. She is my favorite and I idolise her so much. (A/N: There is two meanings for this the British term and the American term so you can spell it with either a 'z' or a 's' and I think the one with the 's' is the British term so I'm sorry if it isn't.)

"Savannah?"

"Hmm?"

"Your birthday is next week right?"

"Right..On Saturday.." I raised an eyebrow and glanced at him. "Why are you as....Oh come on!" I yelled, causing the boys to jump. "God damn it. Come on, Danica."

"Holy shit. She's as worse as you when it comes to derby, Niall!" Harry laughed.

I threw a grape at him, it landing in the middle of his curls. "Shut it, Curly or I will straighten that mop of brown curls you call your babe magnet," I snapped, watching him from the corner of my eye as he hid behind Liam.

The lads chuckled and I winced as a wreck happened. "Damn....Looks like Louis was in there~," I teased, smirking as they did a replay of the wreck.

Louis pouted and put a hand over his heart. "That was rude, love," he said, sounding hurt.

I rolled my eyes and continued watching the race, enjoying the company of the lads.

~After the race~

"Well fuck a damn duck!" I yelled, falling back into Nialls chest. In the time that the race had started and to the point where it was almost over, I ended up sitting in between Nialls legs, with his legs on either side of me, and his arms around my waist while his chin was resting on my shoulder.

He chuckled and kissed my neck. "You curse like a sailor, babe," he mumbled into my neck.

"Mmhm, but that's mostly the Irish and German in me. Just like how I can beat you and the lads at a drinking contest," I said, yelping as he nipped my neck. "Niall!"