Niall Horan Imagines

Midnight

"There are hopes
That you and I
Will be together
And never let go."

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[ (Y/N)'s POV ]

I smiled as I touched Niall's hand, which was holding tightly on my shoulder, bringing me closer to him. His warm embrace completes the beautiful night. The balcony feels like a perfect place to be in, most importantly with his presence.

I turned to face at him, my lips curving into a genuine smile. He was looking at the skies, probably admiring the mesmerising stars. He seemed to be thinking deeply. I then stared at the stars too, as my thoughts begin to flood in my mind.

What exactly are we? Are we still just best friends?

For the past three months, we've been acting more like a couple than just best friends, not that I'm complaining. Neither of us brought this subject up or clarify it, yet we both know that clearly this is a mutual feeling.

I love this feeling. This feeling whenever I'm around him. A mixture of security, freedom, and love.

I feel secured around him, he keeps me safe from all the troubles that I have gone through, which includes my insecurities and fears. He will do anything, just to make sure that I don't feel insecure about myself. And I'm undoubtfully thankful for that.

I feel free around him, because I know that he accepts everything about me; especially my personality.

-Flashback-

"I love everything about you. Don't worry about your flaws, because that's what makes you different." He said, cupping my face as he looks into my eyes.

I blushed at his choice of words. This boy certainly know how to make my heart melt within seconds.

"Don't ever let anyone have the power to change this. Because to me, your flaws are the ones that makes you special. You are one of a kind, love."

-End of flashback-

He once said to me. This is the reason why I feel free, because I know I don't have to think twice  whenever I'm around him.

Lastly and also most importantly, he showered me with loads of love. I couldn't ask for a better best friend than him, he's undeniably too perfect for me. He showed me affection in the most romantic and memorable way, that it is often unpredictable. But that's what I love about him.

[ Niall's POV ]

She looks beyond perfect, almost flawless. She seems to be in deep thoughts. She doesn't know that I couldn't get my eyes off her.

It is midnight. I smiled to myself, making her turn around slowly, so that she is facing me. Her beautiful eyes met mine, and her soft lips curve into a genuine smile, displaying her gorgeous dimples. Her lips parted, as if she wanted to say something, but I placed my index finger on her lips.

I grinned, taking out a small box from my pocket. I kneeled on one knee, presenting the small box to her.

"My gorgeous (Y/N), I love you with all my heart, and I'm certain that I will always do. Will you, my love, please be mine and I'll be yours, always?" I said.

She covered her mouth with her hands, seemingly not expecting this to happen. She nodded her head, smiling from ear to ear as she says, "Yes, Niall! Yes!"

She pulled me in for a tight hug, expressing her happiness. I smiled as I hugged her back in return.

I've been waiting for this day for so long, and now I finally did this, at midnight...

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