Personal Imagines

Erica and Niall

#IMAGINE Staring into his blue eyes from across the booth as he looks back at you. You blink and he laughs.

“I win again!” He exclaims, taking a sip of his drink.

“You always win! I’m horrible at those staring games.” You protest.

“Then why do you always want to play them?”

“I don’t know,” You pause, “I guess they’re just fun.” You know the real reason is because you love staring into his crystal eyes, but you would never tell him that. You and Niall have always been the best of friends. You’ve known him since you were both children. Recently you’ve been crushing on the Irish boy, but telling him how you feel would just be awkward.

“That movie was great. I’m glad we went to see it.” He said, breaking you out of your thoughts. You had gone to an early showing of an action movie and now you were at the local diner sharing fries and drinking soda.

“Yea, I really liked it.” You smile taking a french fry from the plate and munching on it. “How do we always manage to eat so many chips so quickly?” You ask. He gives you a look of guilt.

“Sorry, I was hungry.” He looks to you, then to the nearly empty plate, then back to you. You just laugh.

“Order a burger or something.” You say, shaking your head smiling.

He chuckles, “Ok!” He quickly orders a burger with everything on it, then turns to you, his face changing.

“I’ve been wanting to talk about something Erica.”

“Anything.” You respond. His face looked troubled and confused. He looked frustrated and you weren’t sure why. “I hate seeing you upset, what’s wrong?” You ask.

“There’s nothing wrong, I’m just not sure how to put this.”

“I wish I knew what you were trying to say.” You tell him.

“It’s just—“ he stares down at the table, avoiding eye contact,  “I don’t know how to say this, but I can’t be friends with you anymore.” He slowly looks up to look at you. Your heart drops to the floor.

“Wha- What do you mean?” You say, confused. He exhales and rolls his eyes shaking his head, upset at himself.

“That didn’t come out right. What I mean is,” he paused. You just look at him waiting for him to finish, “I mean I don’t want to be JUST friends with you anymore.” Your face must have shown your shock because he instantly back tracked, “It’s just that-“

You interrupt him, “No, wait. What are you saying?” Is he trying to tell me he wants to be more than friends? You think to yourself.

“I’m just going to come out and say it, ok.” He takes in a deep breath, “I want you to be my girlfriend Erica.” He was looking down again not wanting to look directly at you.

Your heart skips a beat as you process what he said. “Really?” You say with a smile. He looks up to see your happiness as his face lights up and a blush creeps on his cheeks.

“Yea.” He says quietly, embarrassed.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you to ask me that Niall.” You blush as well.

“Really?” Your favorite smile spreads across his face.

“Really.” You repeat.

“So what do you say then?”

“Yes Niall.” You say taking his hand from across the table, “I wouldn’t want anything but that. I do want to be your girlfriend.” He looks down at your hand hesitantly, but then grabs onto it, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Well that’s good.” He says, still embarrassed. At this point, the waitress had already delivered his burger. “So how about I finish this off and we head back to my house?”

“I’d like that.” You say smiling as he takes a bite into the sandwich. His eager face makes you laugh.

“What?” He says through bites.

“You just make me smile.”

“I’m glad.” He smiles, distracted from his food for a minute as he gazes at you.

You break the silence and shout, “Starring game on three. One, two-“

“Wait, wait, wait!” He protests as he puts his burger back down on the plate. He gives you a serious look. “Ok, GO!” He shouts as his gaze locks on yours.

 A/N I had a ton of fun writing this one! I love it because there's humour and romance! I hope y'all love it!!! ENJOY!