Niall Horan Imagines

Twin Trouble

**Sooooooo a long time ago I wrote a series about the Horan twins and it seemed to go over very well :) Since then, I've received messages and stuff asking for more with the Horan twins, so because I love you (and the Horan twins *cough cough*), HERE WE GO AGAIN WITH NIALL AND JAMES HORAN!!! Enjoy!**

You giggled as the blue-eyed boy crawled onto the bed, gently pushing you onto your back. "You're so pretty," He commented, his body hovering over yours. You smiled and reached up to touch his hair. It wasn't combed up like usual, but rather lie in flat strands along his forehead. You loved him either way. He smiled and dipped his head, nuzzling his nose into your neck. Pausing, he whispered into your skin, "Niall's one lucky guy."

A gasp slipped past your lips and you pushed the boy off of you, scrambling into a sitting position against the headboard of the bed. "What the hell?!" You snapped. He giggled uncontrollably and forced himself to his feet. Dork. "James, I hate you..." You mumbled, a blush creeping across your face. You totally just got cozy with your boyfriend's twin brother and you were very embarrassed.  

James laughed and said, "What if I'm actually Niall, though?"

"Shut up," You grumbled, "I know you're not. Niall's cuter." You poked your tongue out at him and he placed his hand over his heart, pretending to be hurt by your words. You laughed and smirked at him. 

"We're identical twins," James laughed, "There's no way he's cuter than me. We look exactly the same." All you could do was roll your eyes before your actual boyfriend's voice interrupted.

From the hall, you could hear Niall singing as he neared his bedroom. You raised your eyebrows at James, because you knew Niall would question why his brother was in his bedroom with his girlfriend. James only shrugged in response, and not even ten seconds later, Niall pushed through the closed door. "Oh, all I want for Christmas is-" Niall cut himself off in the middle of his song, glaring at James. "What did I tell you about hangin' around with (Y/N)?"

James laughed and said, "Chill, mate. We were just talkin'." James turned to you and winked. You narrowed your eyes at him. He was blatantly lying. 

"Yeah, whatever," Niall muttered, "Anyway, get out. I need to talk to my girl. Alone." James glanced at you and sent you another wink before sliding past Niall, closing the door behind him. Your head rolled back and you let out a groan. Niall crawled onto the mattress, sitting beside you. Taking your hand in his, he gave it a gentle squeeze and said, "I wanna take you back to Ireland to visit my family."

Niall and James shared a cute little apartment in the US. They originally moved for college, and now Niall stayed because he found you - his love - and he didn't want to leave you. James stayed with Niall mostly because he didn't have anywhere else to go and Bobby had put his foot down about letting his boys live with him. He had decided last year that both Niall and James were too old to be living at home, and that they must find a place to live on their own. So, James roomed with Niall. It worked, for the most part, but like almost all siblings do, Niall and James got into little arguments all the time. A day didn't go by without some bickering between the Horan twins. 

You met Niall in America, obviously, and you spent more time in his apartment than you did in your own. You and him were so close, and Niall had already set it in stone that you and him were going to get married some day. To be asked to fly all the way to Ireland, just to meet his family, felt like such an honor to you. Smiling widely, you engulfed Niall in a hug and said, "Of course! That'd be so awesome!"