85 - Shout it out (Niall)

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PERSONAL IMAGINE

Shout it out

                        Our intertwined hands swing back and forth as we are walking down the street. The streets are empty since it is after eight in the evening. Most people are home right now, having dinner, watching TV. But Niall and I decided to take a walk, breathing some of the fresh air.

 "I love you, Molly!" Niall suddenly screams out, without any warning, without a reason. My hand quickly covers his mouth, my eyes wide but a laughter falling from my lips.

 "Niall, shh." I say, giggling as we stopped walking. Niall shakes his head, licking the palm with the tip of his tongue so I hastily remove it from his mouth, "Be quiet, Niall."

 "No, baby. I want everyone to know it and not only our neighbours." Niall answers and gives me a wink. I roll my eyes at his remark.

 "Oh god." I chuckle and start walking away. Every now and then I turn around to see Niall following me with a little smirk until he decides to catch up with me. Strong arms are wrapped around my middle and warm lips pressed against my cheek.

 "Say you love me to." Niall whispers, pecking my cheek and jawline.

 I giggle. "Love ya."

 "Molly."

 "What? I said it."

 "No, no, no. Shout it out!"

 "No!" I say, laughing and somehow, I manage to get out of his grip, "I'm not screaming around. Let's just walk home, babe."

 "Say it again, baby."

 "I love you?"

 "And now scream it. No one is stopping you." Niall says and grabs my hand again.

 "No." I giggle. Niall stops me again, his hands land on my waist and he starts tickling me. A loud gasp comes off my lips and when I'm able to breathe again I start laughing. Over and over again I press out the word "stop!" or his name but he just doesn't stop.

 "C'mon, baby!" Niall laughs.

 "Stop, Niall!"

 "Say it!"

 "I love you, I love you, I love you!" I scream and Niall stops. Instead of his fingers on my waist he puts them under my chin to tilt it slightly back. An incredible, lovely smile is on his beautiful face. His thumb traces my bottom lip as I think about how deeply in love I am with him.

 "Thanks, baby." Niall mutters before he kisses me passionately.

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