Niall Horan Imagines

Imagine for Stacia!

“You can open your eyes now,” Niall whispered into your ear as he pulled his hands away from shielding your vision. Those hands then went to rest on your shoulders and he stood behind you, smiling while you gasped.

You were standing in front of a beautiful restaurant. The place was covered in glass windows, allowing you to see in on the stunning chandeliers that hung from the ceiling. There were a few tables outside of the restaurant, but most people seemed to be dining inside. Everyone around you was dressed very nicely in dresses and suits. Niall led you inside, and you felt somewhat out of place at first.

With Niall’s arm linked with yours, you both followed a young man whom led you to a table for just you and Niall. He introduced himself and told you that he would be your waiter for the evening. He and Niall exchanged a few words before the waiter left, but you were far too distracted to catch what they were talking about. Everything was so elegant, and you weren’t sure where to focus your attention on. There were three musicians sitting on a small stage and playing traditional Italian music, which blended nicely with the light chatter that also filled the air.

“You okay?” Niall’s voice interrupted your thoughts, but you didn’t mind.

“I’m more than okay,” You whispered, feeling as if you should control your volume in such an environment. “This place is amazing, Niall! You really didn’t have to do this; I would have been fine with leftovers from last night.” He chuckled and shrugged, fidgeting with his fingers in his lap.  

You continued to whisper to each other until the waiter suddenly returned with a plate of spaghetti that you didn’t recall ordering. You were confused as Niall simply nodded at the waiter before he scurried off again. Niall grabbed his fork and smirked, pointing at you with his fork.

“When we first started dating, you told me you wanted to do a spaghetti kiss one day. Today is that day, my love,” He said to you, sticking out his tongue with an amused expression on his face while he awaited your reaction.

You squealed, earning a few looks from the people seated around you. “Niall!” You gasped. You really just wanted to launch yourself across that table and tackle him in a giant hug, but you knew that would be a little inappropriate at the moment. Excitedly grabbing your fork, you squirmed in your seat. It was true; you’d wanted to do a spaghetti kiss ever since you saw it in ‘Lady and the Tramp’.

The two of you went at it with the spaghetti, laughing at the mess you were both creating. Niall had an outrageous amount of sauce on his face, and you had dropped a couple noodles on your lap by this time. Your effort to be neat was long forgotten.

You could feel your excitement racing as you spotted the last noodle on the plate. You went for it the same time Niall did, and before you could even prepare yourself, your lips were touching. Niall bit the noodle first, but he didn’t make any attempt to pull away from you. A smile took over your face as you tasted the sauce on his lips. Niall’s eyes were closed and you knew he was enjoying the moment as much as you were.

The only thing that interrupted you two was the sound of the waiter clearing his throat. Awkwardly, you pulled away from Niall with a blush on your face that only caused Niall to smirk more. The waiter brought drinks for you and Niall and without a word, he disappeared with the now empty plate that your spaghetti was once on, leaving you and Niall in a giggly mess at the table.

**Spaghetti kiss with Niall! This was a good idea, I’m glad you requested it! I hope you liked it!**