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...........*PING!
What the fuck?! Niall fucking Horan just messaged you. Are you dreaming. No way. Wait. This can't be true.
'@niallhoran : I think you're absolutely stunning Y/N'
You screamed
You continued reading
'@niallhoran : I think you're absolutely stunning Y/N [...] Are you free this Sunday babe? x'
You screamed again
You screenshot the chat and sent it to all your close friends. called up Y/F/N and told her
"Y/F/N, my babes Niall saw my message and messaged me back and and he wants to see me this Sunday [You screamed]"
Y/F/N also screams
"Aw no way Y/N! You need to accept his invite and say you're free Sunday"
"okay okay I will, Y/F/N you don't understand how crazy I feel. I'll cutting the call short but I'll call you later, bye bitch"
"Alright then, bye bitch"
You jump straight onto Instagram and reply to Niall
@yourinstagramusername: 'Hey babe, thank you so much. I hope you've had a good day btw, yeah I'm free on Sunday xx'
10 minutes later...
@niallhoran: 'Great, I'll send you my address beautiful. Can't wait to meet you! x'
What the actual fuck
You screamed
YOU ARE READING
Niall Horan Imagines [n.h]
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