Niall Horan Imagines

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"Baby, come here" Niall, my boyfriend, begs from our bed. He was lying there while I was blankly staring at the wardrobe trying to decide what I should wear.

"Princess, we won't be going anywhere today. Just stay in your PJs. Come here so that we take a freaking picture together" his eyes never leaving his phone as he speaks to me.

"I don't want to look like a harassed rat" I tell him "Especially when you are around" I whisper to myself 

"What did you just say?" he watches me carefully

"Uh?" I say as I dress myself, his eyes gazing my body and silence falls between us.

"Okay. I'm ready" I announce smiling at him as I make my way to the bed

"Thank God! I thought you'd never finish" he rolls his eyes

"What's with the rolling, Horan? Is it a new habit or what?" I laugh. The past few days, he has been rolling his eyes in despair all the time.

"I don't know. It comes out naturally" he laughs along "Okay now, lie next to me" he says patting the green blanket that covers our bed. I do so and he puts his arm around me.

"Make a face" he opens the front camera of his iPhone and our faces appear on the screen.

"Damn, why on earth do I look like this?" I wonder. Seriously, when it comes to photographs I look like someone who got licked on the face by a donkey or something.

"You look beautiful as always" Niall says landing a kiss on my cheek and he presses the button so that our cute moment gets captured. "And about what you said before, it's not true. You always look pretty"

"Thank you" I blush and he looks at me still taking photos "Are you going to take pictures even when we don't look at the camera?" I ask and he nods "Alright, then" I say looking at him seriously and after a couples of minutes we both burst out laughing

"Damn you, Niall" I push him away and he comes back closer than before

"I know you love it" he says extending the last word of his sentence. He turns to face the camera and he shots a smile at it and I quickly turn smiling as well.

"Hey, why doesn't your phone make a sound when you click?" I ask puzzled

"You know, there's a mode on smart phones that is called silent" he smirks

"I'd slap that smirk off of your face, idiot" I warn

"Okay, okay. Let's make a duck face" he suggests and we both do so.

"You absolutely look like a duck" I can't stop laughing

"Excuse me?" He plays the offended one but soon enough, he joins laughing with me

"Okay, blow me a kiss" he orders and I obey. I blow a kiss at the camera and he opens his mouth like he's surprised

"I'm having so much fun with you" I admit and jump on him pecking his lips. His hand travels to my neck and brings his lips closer to mine so that he can kiss me. Our lips collide together and move in synchronization for a while. I slightly open my mouth and he opens his, too, allowing me to let my tongue explore his mouth. His other hand gets wrapped around my waist while my thumbs caress his soft cheeks.

~1 hour later~

*Ding* I hear my smart phone ring and vibrate signalizing I've got a notification or a text. I reach for my phone on the bedside table and tap on the screen to unlock it. Instagram notifications are filling the upper side of the screen. Reasonable.

    Omgggg you guys are so cute

    I ship you so hard

    Leave my man alone

    Why are you so pretty

    okAY I'M DYING

I click to see what all these people are talking about. What could have possibly happened again?

"NIALL JAMES HORAN!! GET YOUR ASS UPSTAIRS OR I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN UNTIL YOU'RE BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS" I shout making sure he hears me. After a few minutes of waiting, a wide smiled Niall appears on the door of our bedroom staring at me without talking.

"Why on earth did you post a picture of us? God!! Did you NOT see how I looked like in it?" I say sitting up glancing wildly at him

"Oh baby" he starts "You looked utterly stunning" he comes next to me planting a light kiss on my bare shoulder

"Tell me you're kidding! The right eye looks brown while the other looks red!! If your definition of 'stunning' includes looking like an one-eyed cat who just got plugged in an electric vehicle then yes, I look utterly stunning" I finish and he can't control his laughter "Damn you, Horan!! You embarrass me all the time! I'm never talking to you again" I say suppressing a small laugh and fold my hands together

"Princess" I ignore him "Princess, princess, princess, princess, princess, prin-"

"Okay prince, I forgive you." I interrupt his irritating way of calling me princess. In other circumstances, I would love it but now it sounds like he's saying food, food, food after starving for at least 7 weeks in the desert. "Just show me the rest of the pictures that we took" I order giving him a fake stern look

"Okay, this the first one" he shows me the first picture that we took. It's me half smiling as he kisses my cheek. He slides down the other photographs and I take the phone out of his hands to see them on my own

"Hey, that's my phone" he complains

"Do you have any secrets that you wouldn't like me to find out?" I raise an eyebrow

"No but it's about privacy and it's my personal device, after all" he proudly says

"I see we opened a dictionary and learned new words" I tease and he takes the small digital thing away from me, throwing it somewhere in the bed and he starts to tickle me mercilessly.

"Oh dear, you chose the wrong time and place to be sassy" he says smiling, moving his fingers all over my down causing me unstoppable laughter.