Niall Horan Imagines

Ship (Request)

I saw down in front of the camera, checking my reflection and fixing my hair.

"You're such a girl," Niall scoffed, making me smile.

"My name is such a girl, what's yours?" I joked, making him burst out laughing.

"Wait, is this recording?" I wondered, glancing at him.

"Yes!" he laughed, making me blush.

"Such a girl didn't know she was rolling," I teased, sitting up and looking right into the camera.

"What's up, everyone! I'm here with the one and only," I smiled, giving the regular introduction for my channel.

"Niall Horan!" Niall exclaimed, giving the camera jazz hands.

I had been on YouTube for three years, and I had nearly two million subscribers. Niall had been doing it for four years, and he had five million. We were pretty good friends, but I didn't know him all that well.

"Yay! We're here for one reason and that is-" I started, looking at him.

"To get drunk," he finished for me, making both of us laugh.

"Exactly," I agreed, adjusting my hair slightly. "Today Niall and I will be doing the 7 second challenge, originally made up by AmazingPhil," I explained, smiling. "But, every time we fail one, we've got to take a shot." Niall let out a laugh.

"I'm not good at anything, so I'm going to fail, no doubt," he shrugged, sighing at the camera.

"I mean, obviously you're good at YouTube, so," I pointed out, making him nudge me. He said nothing else.

"Without further ado, let's get started," he said excitedly, pulling out his phone. I did the same, and we were silent for a few seconds.

"Who's going first?" he mumbled, leaning back on the couch for a minute.

"I'll go. It's my channel," I shrugged, smiling. He grinned at me, and I blushed strangely. I tried to hide it as we began, pretending to mess up my line so my red cheeks wouldn't be in there.

"In seven seconds, draw me a picture," I instructed him, holding up my fingers.

"What?!" he yelled, jumping up and searching for something to draw or write with. "You have nothing!" I drew out my fit of laughter until I held up fists, signaling he was done.

"Take a drink," I said in between laughs. He flopped back down on the couch, opening his bottle that was so dark I couldn't see what was in it. He made a face because of the taste, then at me.

"That was cheating," he exhaled, making me shrug.

"Your turn," I said, hearing him grunt.

"If you want to play like that, fine," he shrugged, putting down his phone.

"Bring me a girl," he smirked like he had won a competition for idiots.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him when he held up his fingers.

"I'm right here," I spoke, lifting my shoulders.

"I said bring me another girl," he clarified, smiling.

"No, you didn't!" I exclaimed, pointing at him.

"Here." I stood up and sat on his lap. "I brought him a girl," I smiled at the camera, knowing they couldn't see his face.

"You lost," he accused me, pushing me off his lap.

"No, I didn't. Check yourself," I snapped, watching him roll his eyes.

"Fine," he growled, taking another drink.

"My turn," I sang, smiling. We got through nearly all of them, ten each, and I had only drank about five times, but I had a low tolerance. I was laughing all over the place with him, giggling for random reasons and screaming when I couldn't get something done.

"How are you so calm, Ni?" I wondered, pulling up my shirt that had been slowly descending.

"I'm more experienced," he shrugged. I raised an eyebrow, giggling once more.

When we finally finished, I had won.

"Well, as always, I win," I shrugged, watching Niall roll his eyes.

"Whatever, loser," he chuckled. I shoved him, and we laughed.

"Thanks for watching! Click the thumbs up and make sure you subscribe for more fails like this one," I grinned.

"Thanks for having me," Niall beamed, giving a thumbs up at the camera.

"You're the best YouTuber, I know," I shrugged, watching him pout cutely. He was pretty cute, and not just when I was a little tipsy.

"Aw, I love you," he cooed, hugging me. I blushed, smiling.

"I love you, too," I giggled, letting go a few seconds later.

"Bye!" we both yelled at the camera. I was too lazy to get up and turn it off, slouching on the back of the couch.

"You're not even drunk," I sighed, staring at him.

"I know," he groaned. For a second, I let it slide.

"Wait, what?" I asked, grabbing his bottle. I took a sip, but it was just water.

"You're a cheater," I frowned, putting the bottle back on the table.

"I wanted to spend time with you without alcohol getting in the way," he spoke quietly.

"Then don't make me have alcohol either," I snorted, thinking it was stupid.

"Well, I didn't get you as drunk as I wanted," he sighed, making me stick my tongue out.

"That's gross," I giggled, watching him laugh, too.

"I wanted to kiss you but not have you remember," he whispered. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"If you want to kiss someone, you shouldn't have to get them drunk first," I shrugged, looking at him.

"You're right," he smiled, leaning over and kissing me long and hard. When he pulled away, I realized how good that had felt.

He leaned over to the camera that had recorded that whole thing, grinning.

"Did your ship just sail?" he winked.

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thanks to MeghanRitaFanfics for requesting this! I hope you liked it!

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It's almost four right now so imma go to sleep because the dentist has to clean my teeth tomorrow aggghhh

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