Niall Horan Imagines

Imagine for Kelsey!

“Next question,” You said, flipping the page in the book you were holding, titled; Questions to ask your Boyfriend.

“Let’s do this,” Niall said with force in his voice before popping a grape into his mouth.

“Okay, what’s your favorite thing we did together?” You asked with a smirk on your face. You looked up at him, raising an eyebrow.

He nodded. “Good question,” He looked around the room as he thought of an answer. “Oh, I know! That day when we spent like three hours down at the beach building a sand castle and it looked so perfect and I was so proud of it and then some stupid little kid ran right through it,” He laughed. “But we just laughed it off and cured our disappointment with ice cream.”

You chuckled, scrunching your nose. “Why was that your favorite? Of all the things!”

“Well, it’s one of my favorites,” He said. “I have too many.”

“My favorite was the night you took me out dancing,” You paused and closed your eyes, replaying the night in your mind with a smile on your face. “And I found out that you really can’t dance, sweetheart. But you’re the only person I’d ever want to dance with, even if we end up looking like idiots.”

He nodded in agreement and smiled at you lovingly while you searched the book for another question to ask. In the mean time, Niall snacked on more grapes and kicked his legs in the air. You were positioned so that you both were lying on your stomachs, holding yourselves up by your elbows, and you were facing each other.

“Oh, this is a good one,” You spotted a question that particularly caught your attention and you set the book aside, taking Niall’s hands in yours. “Where do you see us in fifteen years?”

“Fifteen?” He rubbed circles into your palms with his thumbs and he licked his lips. “Well, I think we’ll be more in love than ever. And we’ll live in our own house and we’ll have a little girl. And you’ll have a pretty little ring on your finger,” He looked down at your hands. “Actually, one quite like this one,” He said before standing and running off, returning with a tiny box in his hands.

Your breath caught in your throat as you realized what he was doing. He knelt down in front of you, and you scrambled to your feet. He opened the box and raised it up to you. “Will you marry me, Kelsey?”

Your hands flew to your mouth and you nodded several times, your voice squeaking as he stood too, and slid the ring on your finger. “Yes, yes,” You smiled, wiping at your eyes. “Oh gosh, of course I’ll marry you, Niall.”

You squealed with excitement and threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and peppering kisses all along his face.

** I was trying to think of an idea for your imagine and then this came into my mind, and, well, I hope you liked it!**