Personal Imagines

Personal Niall Horan Imagine for @TaliaKingston

A/N: Hi everyone! This is a personal imagine for @TaliaKingston. Enjoy! If you'd like one, please comment below.

-Katie

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Imagine...

You smile, leaning your head into your boyfriend's shoulder as the campfire burns. He plays his guitar for you and the other four boys there, and the other four sing along with him. You look at Niall as his fingers strum the chords that he knew so well. Liam, Harry, Louis, and Zayn's voices melodize with Niall's, creating the perfect harmony. Your bare foot silently taps along in the sand to the beat, and the song slowly comes to a close. It was the beginning of July, and the beginning of what will hopefully be the best summer of your life. The gentle breeze causes your hair to blow slightly into your face, which Niall strokes away, quickly pecking your lips as he does so. None of the boys say anything, since you and Niall hadn't seen each other for months while One Direction was on tour together. But, here you were, happily reunited for the rest of summer. Louis stands up, and hands everyone a piece of paper and a pencil. You all know what to do, since this has been your tradition with them for the past two years. Every time you had a campfire, or bonfire, each person attending had to write one wish on the paper, and then throw it into the fire so the fire gods, as Louis called them, would grant it. You were not allowed to share your wish with anyone, though, like most wishing tradition said. You thought for a moment, not knowing what to wish for, since you already had everything you wanted, which was only one thing, Niall. You glanced at him, and saw that he had already crumpled his paper, and was sneakily looking at you, trying to get a peek of what your wish was. You playfully pinch him.

"Oi! Talia!"

"You're not allowed to look, Niall!" You kiss his cheek as an apology, and you take your long hair out of it's bun so it covers your paper. You hear him silently huff, and you quietly laugh. You think for another moment, knowing that the other boys are most likely waiting for you. Your wish finally pops into your head, and you scribble it down on the small slip of paper, and crumple it into a ball. You brush your hair behind your back.

"On the count of three," Liam says, "One, two, three." Simultaneously, the six of you throw the paper into the fire, and watch the ashes float away.

"Will you tell me what you wished for," Niall whispers into your ear, his lips softly brushing the skin.

"Niall, you know that I can't!"

"It can be our secret." you shake your head.

"Please?" He pulls the puppy dog face that you can never resist.

"Fine. I wished that the relationship we have now will never change." He smiles.

"Oh, I can already tell you that." You smile. "Of course it's going to change!" Your face falls.

"What?" you ask sadly, wanting to cry.

"Hopefully, in like seven years or so, we won't be boyfriend and girlfriend anymore."

"What?" you repeat.

"You'll be my wife, and I'll be your husband." You open your mouth, not sure if you should slap him, or kiss him. You decide on the latter as your lean forward. He smiles into the kiss, his hand playing with your hair, yours doing the same. As you both naturally break away, you stand up, and walk over to Harry, and whisper something into his ear. He nods and smiles, and stands up with you. Harry picks up Niall, and slings him over his shoulder, and you follow them to the ocean. "Put me down, Haz!"

"Nope," Harry replies. He reaches the end of the ocean, and walks in, careful not to get his clothes wet. Once the water reaches his knees, he throws Niall forward, and he hits the water with a big splash. You stand a little bit behind Harry, and you thank him as he walks by. Niall comes to the surface, and swims over to you.

"What was that for?"

"You scared me half to death!" Niall stands up, and puts one finger under your chin. You can see his blue eyes shining under the moonlight.

"I'm sorry, babe." You shrug, being stubborn, then you pout.

"You have to kiss me better."

"You're so cheesy Talia," he says as he does your request. Suddenly, you start falling, and you land underwater, with your lips still pressed to his. You push away, and stand up, catching your breath.

"Niall!" He chuckles. You splash water at him. He splashes you back. You squeal as the water hits you, and splash more water. You continue back and forth, but you don't realize Niall has slowly been moving closer to you until his hands are on your hips. He smirks as you gulp, knowing what he is about to do. He picks you up, and flings you into the water as you squeal. You hit the water, and Niall is there, scooping you back up. He picks you up bridal style, and carries you out of the water, back over to the bonfire. The other four boys are playing soccer, and Niall sits you down on one of the brown logs. You lean into his shoulder, and he wraps his arm around your waist.

"I love you, you know that?"

"Of course. I love you too Niall."

"This is going to be the best summer ever."

"I know."

"Good. Because that's what I wished for." You kiss his cheek, and he pulls you into his lap. Your eyes begin to get droopy, and Niall sings Little Things softly into your hair. Wishing is a powerful thing, but you know that Niall's will come true. And if yours doesn't, you know that you will be even more happy. Niall doesn't lie.