Imagines with Niall Horan

75. You're by a campfire

"Niall, I don't think you got it up the right way."

"Are you sure? It looks about right..."

"I..."

Just as you were about to critique Niall Horan's tent-pitching skills, one of the poles holding the tent up collapses, and the tent sinks down on one side, looking rather dejected. Niall makes a rather pitiable sound, and you give him a sympathetic rub on the back.

"It took me half an hour to get that up," Niall says, looking at you with sad blue eyes, his bottom lip quivering.

You can't help but smile. Taking your boyfriend's hand, you pull Niall towards the tent. "Come on. We'll fix it together."

With the two of you working on the tent together, it takes you close to forty-five minutes to pitch it. Niall keeps getting...distracted...by you, and distracting him in turn.

The sun is now low in the sky, a dazzling shade of orange behind the tall, dark trees that surrounded them. Niall offers to build a little fire, but when you find out he has never actually been camping before and therefore never built a fire, you flatly refuse Niall's offer, setting it up yourself.

At last you sit in front of the fire, on a picnic blanket you wisely remembered to pack, huddled together in a rather warm blanket, your head resting against Niall's shoulder and Niall's resting against your hair.

"This is nice," Niall says softly. "Just you...me...the stars...no one to tell us no...or where to go...or say we're only dreaming..."

"It is," You murmur, mesmerised by the dancing flames. You tear your gaze away, pulling away from Niall so you can look at him with an amused expression. "You just quoted Disney, didn't you?"

Niall glances at you with a grin. "I couldn't resist."

You laugh, snuggling up against Niall again with a contented sigh. You close your eyes, breathing in his scent mixed with the smells of the forest.

He looks at you, smiling at the way the flickering fire illuminates his features, hypnotized by the play of light and shadow on his face. You open your eyes, and Niall breathes in sharply as the light of the fire catches your eyes.

The soft gasp draws your attention, and you look at Niall curiously. "What?"

He blushes a little, ashamed at having been caught. But you're his girlfriend, he can stare at you all day if he likes. "You're beautiful," he tells you. "You're stunningly beautiful. Did you know that?"

You avert your gaze, flattered, blushing as well. "You tell me that every day, Niall."

"Because I notice that every day."

You smile. "You're wonderful." You look up at Niall again. "I love you. I really do."

Niall grins. "I know," he says, and he leans forward, brushing his hand against your cheek as he plants a kiss on your lips. "I love you too."