Niall Horan Imagines

Imagine for Marianela!

“Niall,” You giggled, grabbing your boyfriend’s hand before he could escape. “Come back, you’ve got toothpaste on your face.” You swiped the toothpaste from his face with your finger, and he proceeded to wiggle around the room, in an attempt to pull his pants up.

“Are you okay?” You questioned, while leaning against the doorframe of your shared bedroom. For once, you were ready before Niall and it was actually starting to worry you.

He forced his feet into his shiny dress shoes before fumbling with the tie around his neck. “I’m nervous,” His voice cracked as he continued to struggle with his tie until you finally stepped in. “Haven’t been this nervous since X-Factor,” He admitted while you secured his tie and placed a kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t be nervous,” You told him, leading the way to the car. After grabbing his keys and checking himself over one final time, Niall followed after you. You were almost at the car when he caught up to you, but he still wouldn’t allow you to open your own door. He nearly tripped over himself as he raced you to the car, succeeding in opening your door for you, like always.

Niall babbled during the entire drive to your parents’ house, never once letting you forget how nervous he was. His fingers would impatiently tap on the steering wheel every time he’d have to stop at a red light. He had the radio turned down to a very low volume so that he could focus. Occasionally, he’d let out a shaky breath, and you knew that his nerves were overtaking him again. You knew that if he wasn’t driving, his fingers would be running through his hair.

“Listen, dear,” You said, resting your hand on his knee as he made the last turn before arriving at your parents’ house, all by following your directions. “Hear me when I say you truly have absolutely nothing to be worried about. If you were someone else, then I might understand. But, there is nothing that you could do that would ever mess this up. I have no doubts that you’ll be fine, so you shouldn’t either.”

“If you say so,” He whispered, leaving one more kiss on your lips before scurrying around to open your door for you, once again.

Wrapping one arm around your waist, he tugged you into his side and guided you toward the house. Stopping at the doorstep, he licked his tongue over his lips and inhaled a heavy breath. You smiled reassuringly at him, and he knocked on the door.

Moments later, you were face to face with your mother. She placed her hand over her heart and cooed at the sight of you and Niall. He squeezed your side and your mom squealed with excitement.

“Come, come!” She urged, opening her arms for a hug. She pulled you in first, before turning to Niall. A look of surprise crossed Niall’s features as your mother engulfed him in a loving hug, as well.

“Pleasure to meet you,” Niall smiled at your mom after she released him from her grip.

While you and Niall slid in past your mother, she leaned into you and whispered, “I see why you always talk about him. He’s polite and good looking.”

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