Niall

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Chapter Name: Fun Tingz
Niall x reader
Warnings: none
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"Yes!" You yelled as you beat the old fashion arcade game.

Niall, your boyfriend, smiled at you as you pulled out the tickets from the machine. Suddenly your eyes widened looking at a large machine.

"We have to do that" you said pointing at the sparkling air hockey table. You grabbed Niall's arm and practically pulled him over to the machine. He happily obliged following you with a smile on his face.

You put 5 tokens into the game, and walked to your side. You placed the puck on the table and beginning playing.

"You choose the wrong opponent" he laughed hitting the puck.

"Oh you have no idea" you giggled hitting the final point winning the game.

He put his hands up in defeat, "Okay I was wrong" you smiled and grabbed his arm again, pulling him over to another game. This process of you and him playing a game and then seeing another one continued for awhile.

The arcade was in the center of the downtown region, so you both decided to go for a stroll around the city. You walked seeing the lights and beautiful design of the urban area.

"I think it is about time to go" you smiled, and placed your head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm softly around your waist.

"What are you tired?" He joked, running his hands through your hair.

"No never" you yawned, and leaned closer to him. He leaned down to kiss your forehead.

"Lets go home then" he smiled, and quickly picked you up, throwing you over his shoulder.

"Niall, put me down" you laughed and tiredly kicked at him.

"Fine" he sighed happily, and slowly put you down. He placed you directly in front of him, facing his chest.

He gently cupped your cheek and smiled. His perfect smile warmed your heart. He stated there staring at you for a while.

"Are you just gonna stand there or..." you joked sarcastically.

He rolled his eyes jokingly, and pulling you into a kiss. You had to push yourself up on your tiptoes slightly.

"I don't think I'll ever get use to doing that" he beamed, and brought his hand from your cheek to your waist.

"Me neither" you giggled.

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