Niall Horan Imagines

Imagine for Latisha!

Niall plopped himself down next to you and situated his guitar in his lap before he softly strummed out a little tune. He lifted his head and stared out the window, watching the rain as it intensified. The combination of Niall’s guitar and the rain outside made for a very calm environment. You dropped your eyes to your lap and you felt Niall nudge your arm with the end of his guitar.

You looked up at him and he titled his head as his eyebrows furrowed. “What’s wrong?” He asked, switching to a new chord that you hadn’t heard before.

“It’s raining,” You said, nodding toward the window. “Now we gotta stay inside all day,” You groaned, sinking further into the couch. Niall slapped his palm against the strings on his guitar, abruptly muting them. He removed the instrument from his lap and leaned it against the side of the couch before springing to his feet.

“Who made that rule?” Niall questioned, placing his hands on his hips. He tapped his foot on the ground, waiting for an answer, and when you didn’t reply, he held out his hand for you to take. He pulled you to your feet and kept a hold on your hand while he guided you toward the door. You were puzzled as to what he was doing until he opened the door, greeted by the pouring rain. Neither of you were wearing shoes, but that didn’t bother Niall at all as he pulled you out into the rain.

“Niall!” You gasped as heavy raindrops drenched you instantly. You turned to run back inside, but Niall slammed the door shut and grabbed your wrist before you could get too far. Niall was soaking wet and dripping from head to toe, but you could still see a silly grin spread across his face. He bent his elbows and danced around, resembling a chicken, as he splashed around in puddles of water. Though you were a little uncomfortable in your clothes that were now soaked, you couldn’t help but to laugh at your goofy boyfriend. He wasn’t afraid to make a fool of himself and, as strange as it seems, you loved him for that. You admired how he lived for himself and for every moment. He made the best of everything, even a rainy day that would otherwise be nothing special. But you had Niall, and Niall made it special.

He looked up toward the sky, letting the rain wash over his face as a giggle left his lips. You smiled and Niall turned to you with his arms held out. Raindrops dripped from his fingertips while he crossed the yard to you. He wrapped one arm around your waist and used his other hand to hold yours. There was no music playing, but Niall led you in a slow dance, anyway. He spun you in circles, and you almost slipped a few times, but Niall was always there to catch you.

He paused in the middle of your dance and rested his forehead against yours, tangling his fingers with yours. You brushed your nose against his, and he giggled. Rain continued to pour around you and you listened to the beat of Niall’s heart. His eyelids fluttered shut and his lips hovered over yours for a moment before you leaned in and met him halfway.

**I like this one a lot, and I hope you do too!**