Niall Horan Imagines

Raining Love

“It wasn’t supposed to rain,” Niall mumbled as he tugged his shirt over his head.

You stared at him in complete shock and it seemed as if all the boy could do was smirk at your reaction. He licked his tongue over his lips and ruffled his hair with his fingers, sending water droplets everywhere. He then brushed the damp hair out of his face, and his eyes landed on you.

“My plan was to be romantic and sweet, and hopefully I’d win you over.” He cocked his head toward the window, where you could see the rain pouring outside, before continuing, “But the rain kind of got in the way.”

His hands ran down your arms before he linked his fingers with yours, pulling you into him. He was soaking wet, but you leaned against him anyway. He pressed his lips to your forehead as your eyes closed.

“I was planning a much more memorable way of telling you this,” He began, bringing his lips to your neck, where he peppered a line of kisses all the way to just below your ear. “But, I’m in love with you, and I am not going to let a little rain get in the way of that,” He whispered into your ear.

One of your hands rested on the side of his face, and you used your thumb to sweep a raindrop away. He blinked once and his features softened into a sweet smile. You leaned your forehead against his, and with your noses touching, you smiled, too.

“Does this mean I can kiss you now?” You asked with a giggle. Niall responded by colliding his lips with yours, without a wink of hesitation. His eyelids fluttered shut, and he groaned in satisfaction as his lips moved with yours.

Niall broke the kiss to lift you into his arms, carrying you bridal-style while you whispered, “I love you too, Horan.”

**It’s short, but I hope it’s just enough to bring a smile to someone’s face.**