#imagine
Niall’s blue eyes, filled with tears of
happiness, a wide smile on his face.
‘I’m so proud to call you mine,
Sarah-Louise.’ He whispers.
He kisses your head, putting his arms
around you.
‘I’ll never let you go again.’
All that happened today was just a bit of
fighting, running away, avoiding and making up.
‘Aren’t you tired? I am actually.’ You say,
smiling at Niall, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.
‘Not really, I’m hungry.’ He smiles cheeky
and lifts you up to the kitchen, placing you on the kitchen table.
‘I’m going to eat you.’ He grins.
He pulls up your top a bit and bites your
skin softly, so it wouldn’t hurt.
‘Stop it Niall!’ you giggle.
You get up and sit down in front on him
when he places himself in between your legs, kissing your lips.
‘Will you make me something then?’ he
whispers. ‘I’m not as great as you.’
‘you’re such a flirtatious boy! You can
prepare your own sandwich or what you want to have.’ You chuckle, playfully
pushing him away and getting with your feet at the floor.
‘But..’ he watches you with puppy eyes and
bites his lip extremely sexy.
‘I’m tired.. you’re hungry and tired.. if
we sleep first and then tomorrow morning, I’ll get you a lovely breakfast.’ You
grin.
He places his hands on your hips, bringing
his head closer.
‘Alright babe, I’ll be watching you!’ he
laughs and kisses your nose, dragging you to the bedroom for a peaceful sleep.
:3
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