This imagine was a request from sabby90900, in this imagine your name is Sabrina and you and Niall got in a fight starting with a remote. But, like most couples, they make up and how sweet making up is... read on...
"Niall, stop changing the channel, girl code is on!" I snapped.
"I don't want to watch a whole bunch of girls talking about their periods." Niall grumbled.
"It is not just that!" I snapped.
"Sabrina, you have had the tv all morning, it's time to let go!" Niall said.\
"Your so disrespectful!" I yelled.
"In what way?" Niall snapped.
"You never hear me out, and then you go on and get drunk and then expect me to take care of you when your all hung over!" I yelled.
"Go to hell." Niall said and looked at the tv.
"Don't tell me to go to hell! You go to hell!" I yelled hitting Niall on the shoulder.
"That's it!" Niall said and he turned around and began to wrestle me. Then, he was on top of me, and we found each other's eyes.
"I'm sorry..." Niall said.
"Me too..." I said, my stomach getting butterflies.
"I love you..." Niall choked out.
"I love you too..." I said. "Let's not fight..." I cried.
"I know..." Niall mumbled and kissed my neck. He takes off his pants and I take off mine. Then he slid his member in me and thrust against me, making me call his name.
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We laid there watching two and a half men, cuddling on the now steamy and damp couch.
"Love you..." Niall said.
"Love you too..." I said, Niall gave me one wet kiss, then mumbled.
"That was nice..." Niall said. Then he kissed me once more and began to pull down my pants. Here we go again...
