Niall Horan Imagines.

✨Theo.

This was requested by Janvi2208
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Not only did I use to live across the street from Greg and Denise Horan's home but I also had really deep relations with them. My visits to their house were frequent, thus, I was no alien to little Theo who loved and adored me greatly. I would often be called over to babysit Theo whenever Greg and Denise had to go somewhere. Therefore, today too I got a call from her asking me to look after Theo as they had to go to the VMAs with Niall.

Niall was doing a great job as a solo artist. I always felt that somehow he was unable to show his full potential back in One Direction, but here, all on his own was he not only able to fully portray himself but was also discovering his true self.

At 7:00 p.m sharp I rang the door bell and was welcomed first by the sharp cologne and then by Greg's warm hug. Denise came downstairs holding Theo's hand. She was wearing a strapless, navy blue dress that had draped shoulders and a slit in the front, and damn did she look stunning.

"Aw you guys. Stop making me blush," she said, to which I realised that both Greg and I were star struck by her beauty.

She gave me a quick hug and then left, saying that they might come home late.

"So what are your plans for the evening my tiny leprechaun?" I asked Theo while throwing myself down on the couch.

Without answering me, he ran into his room and carried a small toy truck that had two colouring books, a lot of colour pencils and crayons. He handed me a colouring book labelled 'Janvi' and took one that had the name tag of 'Theo' for himself.
We always had little colouring competitions between us and then we'd send our art work to Niall, who loved being our judge.

Grabbing a bunch of colour pencils I said, "Let the colouring war begin....."
".......and may the best leprechaun win." he said, completing my sentence.

I wasn't Irish, but this was our little thing. I'd call him my 'tiny leprechaun' and he'd call me his 'big leprechaun'.
An hour later we both had finished our work. I took out my phone, clicked a picture and sent it to Niall with a little note that said 'All the best. Hope you win. ♥️"
Theo has coloured Batman whereas I brought Spongebob to life. Theo was only 5 and the way he coloured, with so much finesse, not a single line out of the boundary, amazed me.

It was 8:15 by now and I guessed he must be hungry. We both went into the kitchen to make something to eat.

"Let's eat pasta." He said, opening the fridge and taking out 3 tomatoes and then handing them over to me. Theo loves my recipe of Italian pasta and it was always fun working in the kitchen with him. He loved acting like Gordon Ramsey in the kitchen. He treated me like a kid, who was trying to work his magic in the Masterchef Kitchen and he loved acting like the Head Chef.

"I have an idea! Do you want to do a live streaming on instagram?" I asked him.

"Yes, let's do it," he said, with the cutest and warmest smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts.

I then supported my phone on the kitchen counter and said, "Hi guys! It's Janvi here and look, I found a lost baby leprechaun" to which Theo smiled at the screen. "Tonight I'll be making Fuscilli bucati in tomato sauce with asparagus for Chef Ramsey" I said, pointing towards Theo.
Within the next 6-7 minuets the comment box blew up like crazy. Fan girls were either commenting on how cute Theo was or about how they wished to be me for just one day.
I then put on my apron and got down to business.

I blended the tomatoes making a sauce out of them, chopped onions into little cubes and put the pasta in a bowl to boil. I then took out a wok, put those onions into it and stir fried them. Just before they turned brown, I poured tomato sauce on them.

"Theo, where's the salt and spice?" I asked while stirring the sauce.

"It's Chef Gordon for you," he said trying to sound manly in his little angelic voice. "And it's in the top drawer to your left."

"Yes, Chef! Thank you Chef." I said and he started laughing.

"Aunt Janvi someone said, 'If Gordon Ramsey was this cute, I'd be willing to participate in the Masterchef every year'" he said.

"Well let's just hope the real 'Gordon Ramsey' isn't watching out live video." I replied grinning.

25 minuets later my pasta was ready. Both Theo and I said goodbye to our viewers and sat down to eat.

"I wish I could eat this everyday," he said with his mouth full, sauce dripping out from the corner of his mouth.

I laughed at this, got up and then wiped his mouth with the napkin. After we were done, we went to the T.V lounge to catch up on the VMAs. Little Mix were up on the stage giving a speech for winning 'Best Pop Video.' I loved them so much and they deserved so much more in their life ahead.
Next was the category for 'Best Choreography' and surprisingly Kanye West took the award. After 4-5 more awards, Miley Cyrus came forward to announce the winner for 'Video of the Year'. I was praying silently did Niall to win as Theo constantly kept enchanting "Uncle Niall"

"..........And the winner for Best Music Video is.........  NIALL HORAN!"

"Woo-hoo" Theo said, them gave me a tight hug.

Niall had won and being a 'Directioner' deep down, I couldn't be more proud. So what if they weren't together as a band, I always felt proud of them and happy for each and everyone of them (including Zayn) whenever they won something.

Now that we were satisfied that Niall had won, Theo suggested we watch a movie. He cuddled up next to me and I put my arm around him protectingly as I flipped through the movies on Netflix until we settled upon 'Finding Dory.'

Theo loved Dory, because her stupidity always cracked him up. We turned the lights off to get movie theatre like feels.
It was 10:00 by now. 40 minuets into the movie and I heard soft snores. I turned my head towards Theo and saw his eyes closed as he was snoring lightly. It was such a pure sight. Nothing extra, just a little baby sleeping peacefully, aware of the fact that he was safe and surrounded by someone he trusted.

Carefully, I picked up the remote, not wanting to disturb him and switched of the T.V. Gently, I removed my arm from around him and softly placed his head down on the couch. I then went into his room to get his pillow and blanket. With great care, I again lifted his head and placed a pillow under it, then covered his tiny body with his blanket.

"Goodnight Theo! Sweet dreams." I said, planting a soft kiss on his forehead.

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In Theo's picture that I used above, I know he looks younger there, than mentioned in the story. I used it cos it somehow went with the part where there's sauce dripping out from the corner of his mouth.
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Till next time my imaginers ✌🏼.