Imagine with Niall.

Niall and you were still lying in bed and it was like 2 in the afternoon. You don’t have make-up on and your hair is a lazy pony tail. You look at yourself in the mirror. You:’’ God. Look at me. I’m hideous.’’ Niall laughs at you. He starts singing:’’ You don’t kno – ow. You don’t you’re beautiful, oh – oh. That what makes you beautiful.’’ He takes your hand and kisses you.