One Direction Personal Imagines [CLOSED]

Nialor(:

This is for @TayelorHoran ! Sorry, the ends kind of cliche, but I also thought it was cute so here you are! Hope you enjoy! xx

#imagine

"Tayelor! Come back!" Niall screams as you escape his grasp, giggling, and start to jog back down the beach.

"Nope, you're just going to have to catch me!" you taunt, turning around and sticking your tongue out at him. He starts to sprint after you, so you quick turn around and run as fast as you can, laughing the whole time.

"You gotta run faster than that," Niall whispers in your ear right before his arms fold around you and lift you into the air. Shrieking playfully, you struggle in his grasp, trying to break free. Walking towards the ocean water, he lifts you higher and maneuvers you, so he can hold you bridal-style.

"Niall, what are you doing?" you squeak, still struggling in his strong embrace.

"Giving you your punishment," he states, and then it hits you. He's planning to throw you in the water.

"No, Niall! I don't have my bathing suit on anymore! And it's dark out!" you beg frantically, trying to change his mind. You're at the beach with the boys for a campfire, so of course, it's nighttime, and practically pitch-black when you aren't around the fire. The only light is coming from the moonlight.

"Sorry, babe, but what kind of example am I setting if I don't show some discipline," he teases, shrugging.

"If I go in, you're coming with me," you state, wide-eyed.

"Okay, sure. How are you gonna pull that off?" he questions jokingly, in his adorable Irish accent.

"You'll see," you say, partly joking and partly being serious.

"Okay," he mumbles sarcastically, rolling his eyes. You chuckle at his reaction, but quickly cut off the laugh with a scream as you feel Niall starting to toss your body. You tighten your hold around his neck, hoping he won't be able to toss you with your arms tightly wrapped around his neck.

Your resistance catches Niall off guard, and he ends up losing his balance. In the end, you both end up falling into the water.

"You jerk!" you shout, pushing Niall back under the water.

When he came back up to the surface, he states, "Don't blame me! I wasn't actually going to throw you in, but you made me lose my balance!"

"Honestly?" you ask, rather shocked. He nods, and you start to laugh. "I can't believe you!" you squeal, with a forceful splash in his direction.

"It's not my fault!" he retorts, laughing and splashing you back.

"Yes, it is! You shouldn't have been pretending to throw me in!" you exclaim, sending a bigger splash in his direction.

"Oh, that's how you want to play, I see. A'ight, let's do this," he responds, starting to splash you repeatedly. You participate good-naturedly for a few minutes, splashing and giggling, but call a truce eventually.

"Alright, it was both our faults," you concur, sitting down in the water and relaxing.

"Yes, it was. But it was mostly yours," Niall mutters under his breath, looking out at the reflection of the moon in the water.

"Excuse me?" you reply sassily, threateningly walking towards him.

"You heard me," he taunts, backing away slowly.

"No, I don't think I did," you tease, speeding up your approach.

"Fine. It. Was. Mostly. Your. F-" he says slowly, but gets cut off when you pounce on him and push him underwater. Laughing, you stand above where you dunked him, waiting for him to reappear.

He doesn't.

"Niall?" you call out, reaching underwater.

You don't feel anything.

"Niall!" you yell more forcefully, turning all around, searching desperately for him.

"Rawrrr!" Niall growls, jumping out of the water behind you and tackling you into the water with him. You let out a squeal of relief after you realize he's okay.

"Don't scare me like that!" you scold, running your hand through your hair.

"Come on, it was funny. You should have seen your face!" he laughs, standing up in the water.

"Ha ha, it was soooo funny," you say sarcastically, standing up as well.

"Okay, Tayelor, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that to you. But that doesn't mean it wasn't funny," he concedes, turning to face you and holding both your hands.

"You're right, you shouldn't have. And maybe it was a tiny bit funny," you agree, giggling.

"That's my girl," he chuckles and kisses the tip of your nose. "Hey, let's go back up to the fire. The boys are probably missing us."

"Yeah, probably, and hopefully it will be warmer up there, too," you say with a shiver.

"Yeah, sorry, I wasn't actually planning on getting wet. Maybe the boys will have some dry clothes somewhere," he suggested, wrapping his arm around your waist and leading you out of the water.

As you walk back up the beach, you snuggle into Niall's soaked T-shirt and chat lightly with your beautiful boyfriend. Although you're freezing and cold, you still can't help but smile in the warm embrace of your Nialler.

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"What happened to you?" Harry asked, quirking an eyebrow at your suspiciously soaked selves.

"Well,-" Niall began to explain, but you cut him off.

"It rained."

"Oh, did it now?" Louis questioned with a suggestive half-smile.

"You betcha," you replied smugly, plopping down on an open log and pulling Niall down next you. The heat from the fire was already drying off your clothes and warms you immediately.

"Okay..." Liam says, looking at you and Niall questioningly but letting the subject drop.

"Marshmallow?" Zayn offers, holding out a stick with two fresh marshmallows on it.

"Yes, please," you respond, accepting the marshmallows, and you begin to roast them by the fire.

"Tayelor!" Niall yelled, pulling your hand with the stick back away from the fire. "You almost set the marshmallows on fire. You really shouldn't be allowed near a fire."

"Oh, shut it. Do we have stuff to make s'mores?" you ask the boys.

"Here," Liam says, handing you the graham crackers and chocolate.

"You want one?" you ask Niall, fixing both the marshmallows onto the s'mores.

"Do you have to ask?" he questions jokingly, taking one from your hand. You both chow down, and when you finish, you look at each other and burst out laughing.

"Did you get any of the marshmallow in your mouth?" Niall teases, wiping away a bit of food from the corner of your mouth.

"Did you get and chocolate in your mouth at all?" you joke back, wiping away some of his chocolate with your thumb.

Still laughing, Niall replies, "You've got a few graham cracker crumbles on lip." Abashedly, you go to wipe them off, but Niall grabs your hand and stops you.

"Let me," he says quietly, and slowly, almost unsurely, starts to lean in. Hungrily, you meet him halfway. You get so into the cute kiss, you almost forget about your audience.

"Eh hem," Harry says, clearing his throat.

"Oh, get a room," Louis complains jokingly, covering Harry's eyes.

Pulling away slowly, you and Niall start to crack up and you retort, "I'll remember this next time you and El start to get frisky in front of us."

Your joking remark sets all the boys on laughing fits, including Louis. Niall reaches out and gives you a high five...

And leans back in...

Planting one more peck on your lips with his soft ones.

That'll show them.

The end