Niall Horan Imagines

Picnic (Request)

"It's gorgeous, Niall," I sighed, feeling the wind explore my skin, lifting my hair and playing with it in the air.

"Just like you," he smirked, making me snort.

"You're so cheesy," I grinned, sitting down next to him. Hardly anyone else was on the White Cliffs of Dover (pic on the side) that day, and it was a shame, too. The wind rippled through the lush grass softly, but enough so I was able to watch one wave of wind travel up the hillside.

"Just like this sandwich!" he laughed, pulling me out of my thoughts. I looked over at him, watching him pull open his already-bitten sandwich to show me an assortment of cheeses.

"You love your cheese," I smiled, taking my sandwich from the basket we had brought. It was so cliché, but I loved every second of it.

We ate in silence, admiring the sounds of the waves echoing up the cliffs and the cries of the seagulls drifting above us in the wind.

"I really love being here with you," he spoke up, closing the basket as we both finished. I stared at him squinting into the wind.

"Me too," I smiled, playing with my fingers in my lap. I blinked, laying down on the blanket next to him. I felt his hands weave through my hair, smiling as a shiver ran down my back.

"D'you know what else I love doing?" he chuckled, leaning down and kissing my cheek quickly. I blushed to myself, looking away.

"What?" I wondered, staring back up at him looking down at me.

"Tickling you," he shrugged, making me freeze.

"Don't you dare," I growled, trying not to smile. He got that playful look in his eyes, but I was serious. I slowly sat up, keeping my eyes on him. I slowly put my hand on his cheek, watching him loosen up abit.

"Niall James Horan, I just want to tell you that-" Before I let him hear the rest of my sentence, I shot up and started running, nearly tripping and falling on my uncoordinated feet.

"Hey!" he yelled over the wind. I looked back to see him sprinting after me, letting out a laugh. I ran all the way up the hillside, stopping and standing with my back facing the highest point on the cliffs.

"If you tickle me, I'll jump!" I exclaimed, watching him stop to stare at me. He chuckled.

"You're not serious," he shrugged, a little unsure of himself.

"If I wasn't serious, would I do this?" I wondered, sticking my right leg off the cliff. Of course, I was completely joking, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to mess with him. His eyes widened, lunging forward and grabbing me, squishing me against his body and stepping away from the edge of the cliff.

"Don't," he mumbled into my hair. I breathed out, furrowing my eyebrows as he crushed me in his arms.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, hearing him sigh in relief.

"I love you too much to let you do something like that," he told me, letting me go. I stared into his eyes looking back at mine, trying to think of what to say.

"But you hate me enough to tickle me to death," I accused, watching his face light up. He tried to say it wasn't funny, but we both just kept laughing out of that sentimental situation.

"Come here," he said through laughs, taking my hand once again since we had separated to laugh. He attempted to kiss me, continuing to laugh against my lips, making me giggle loudly in return.

And I knew in that moment that any amount of time with him was better than death.

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