Niall Horan Imagines

Skyping

"ANDDDD IIIIII E IIIII WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUUUUUUOUUUUU," Niall sings rather loudly as he prances around his hotel room.

"Niall! Shut up," You giggle. He turns around and looks at you. "No."

"Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii."

"Hmm, baby cakes," He hums.

"I wish you were here. And I love you. And I'm so lonely. And Jax is too. And-"

"-Shut up!" He cuts you off.

"I- What?" You say in a hurtful tone.

"No no! Princess, I'm not angry at you! I didn't mean to make you cry," He says in a sincere tone.

"Why did you tell me to shut up though," You sniffle.

"Because, when you ramble on about how much you miss me, I get sad. Then I try to book a flight to come home,
and all the boys yell at me," He says while frowning.

"How many times have you tried to book flights?" You ask.

"About twenty times," He admits truthfully.

"Babe," You say. "You're fans need you
out there! With out you, One Direction wouldn't even be... One Direction."

"I know but-"

"-Stop," You cut him off. "No more sadness, okay?"

"Promise," He says, while a grin appears on his face.

For the next three hours, you and Niall made complete fools of yourselves over Skype. You may or may not have sneaked a couple of pictures of him.

"I love you to the moon and back, Princess," He says while kissing the camera.

"I love you to the stars, my little Prince," You say, before blowing a kiss to him.

"I knew you were taking pictures of me, (Y/N)," He smirks. You blush.

"I just needed a recent picture of you," You say with tears brimming in your eyes. You put your head down down wipe the tears away. Your phone buzzes, and you pick it up. Niall texted you a selfie of him smiling, and you in the background, crying on his computer screen.

"Niall," You say while giggling. "I look like a complete mess."

"My mess," He says, while grinning.