You and Niall were contently kicking a football around the open field on a warm evening as the suns hazy glow lit up the landscape in a cool orange tone. The two of you were chasing after the ball that was rolling away through the long grass when you lost your footing and tumbled clumsily to the floor. Quickly, you fell to the ground with a small thud, lifting your head up as you watched Niall rush over to you with wide eyes.
"Are you okay baby?" He asked worriedly, reach out both his hands to pull you up.
"Yep!" you replied with a giggle, wiping the strands of grass of your light blue skinny jeans.
"Are you sure?" Niall fussed, pulling you into his grasp to wrap an arm around your waist with the football resting next to his leg.
"Ni! I'm totally fine!" You smiled, cupping Niall's face gently to lock lips with him, closing your eyes as your skin brushed against his.
"So your not hurt?" He continued to question protectively, looking your body up and down for any injuries.
"Niall!" You exclaimed, laughing at how concerned he was over a scraped knee and some grass stained clothing.
"C'mon Horan!" You grinned, tackling the football from his reach, making a run for it across the spacious area.
"Hey!" He yelled, chasing after you at a quick sprint, his legs moving rapidly beneath him.
The two of you giggled as you continued to play, gently pushing the ball across the uneven surface.
