OUR.LITTLE.SPA.NIGHT // 29.DEC.17 //

THIS IS PROBABLY GONNA BE ONE OF MY CRAPPIER IMAGINES BUT OH WELL

And as always, here are links to part twelve.

BUT WITHOUT FURTHER ADO HERE IS A NEW IMAGINE

"Hey, guys. So, I woke up early and look what I found.", I whisper and turn the camera to Niall.

"I don't know how but he just fell asleep laying in the floor. Look how cute. Oh, he's waking up.", he starts to roll over and grumble. "Morning, babe.", he rubs his eyes and looks up at me. I then turn off the camera and set it on the counter so I can spend a few minutes alone with him. "Good morning." "Come here.", he snatches me in the floor with him. "How did you sleep, my love?", I ask. "Terribly because I wasn't laying with you." "You could've come and crawled in bed with me at any time." "Let's get some breakfast.", he says as he gives me a sloppy kiss. "Oh, babe. Your breath is revolting." "I'm sorry." "How about I'll fix you some breakfast, since I already ate. And you can go freshen up? It looks like your hair is need of a wash." "Yes, ma'am.", he kisses my lips. We both get up and head to start our day. I put some toast in the toaster and then change into my outfit for the day.

"Ok, guys, outfit of the day. Sweatshirt is from a thrift store in California somewhere, shorts are from American Eagle, boots are from Target, choker is from Forever 21, backpack is also from Forever 21.", I stand in the mirror and show off my outfit to the camera. "And the cute girl wearing it is from Heaven.", Niall kisses my neck. "Thank you. It's not too cold outside. It's...", I look for the temperature on my phone. "It's 9.4 degrees outside which is...49 in Fahrenheit. It's just that for some reason it's always freezing cold in venues (AN: I'm not sure if all venues are actually cold, I'm just going by my experience at Flicker Sessions Atlanta and at my soundcheck and concert it was freezing). That was a mighty quick shower, Niall." "I didn't shower, I just brushed my teeth and changed." "Do you wanna do an outfit of the day?" "No, because I probably can't where half my clothes are from." "Come on, babe." "Ok."

"Jacket is from Valstarino. Shirt is from Urban Outfitters. My jeans are from...I don't know actually." "Are those your Levis?" "Yeah. Thanks, babe. Shoes are my vans. My socks are from a place called Happy Socks in Brazil. I love their socks." "Y'all, my husband is heckin boujee. His jacket is worth $1200, his shirt is $30, his jeans are $70, his socks are $12 and his shoes are $66. His whole outfit is worth almost $1400. My sweatshirt was $6, my shorts were on sale for $20, my boots were $15, choker was $2, and my backpack was $7. My outfit is worth $50. How heckin boujee is he?", I complain. "Boujee. You are cheeky (AN: I'm not sure if I'm using this in the right context because I'm not British, I'm just trying to use it the same way I've heard the boys say it if that makes sense).", he laughs and kisses my cheek. "I'm serious, babe." "Well, you could be just as boujee as I am but you hate buying expensive clothes." "Because I know we can use that money on better things." "That's true. You're always so giving.", he kisses my neck. "Boys, we're here!", the bus driver yells for all the boys.

"Guys, look how pretty!", I give an overview of our surroundings. "We're in Stockholm, by the way.", I clarify. "We need to get to the venue, babe.", Niall kisses my cheek, grabs my hand and leads me to the arena. "Ok, there's about three hours until we have soundcheck.", Paul tells the boys. We all sit down on the couch for a few minutes, just looking on our phones. "Babe, I was looking on Pinterest-" "Here we go again.", Niall interrupts my sentence. I roll my eyes and say, "Anyways, I was looking on Pinterest and I found some diy face masks except we'd have to go to the store and buy a few things for them-" "Babe, we don't have time for that." "But there's three hours until the soundcheck and we need to go buy some groceries anyway." "Babe, I don't know." "Well, you know how we have country music night and 80s night and certain nights where we'll listen to certain types of music?" "Yes." "We could have a spa night and put on face masks and listen to relaxing music." "Babe, I don't know. Isn't that kind of a woman's thing?" "No, not necessarily." "Alright. Look up where the closest store is." "Thank you! Now, I'll need to know everyone's skin types." "Why?" "So I know what kind of mask to make everyone." "Just make one and we'll go with it." "Ok. I'll make one for me to get rid of my acne. Everyone else can have an anti-aging mask." "Babe!" "What? It's not my fault you're all old farts." He pats my bum at my remark. "You're the cheeky one.", I smirk at him.

*later at the store*

"Ok, so I need some bananas, a thing of yogurt, lemon juice and baking soda. Well, we also need some bacon, some cereal, milk and some shampoo.", I tell Niall all the things I need. "Ok, well, I'll go get the things we actually need. You can get the stuff for your face masks.", he replies. As I'm walking to get bananas, I hear Niall laughing and talking with someone. I follow the noise of his laugh to find him talking to Louis and Eleanor. "Oh, my goodness! Hi, guys!", I give them both a hug. "Rowan! How are you?", Louis gives me a huge hug, something he does in a big brother type of way because we've always had a bond that way. "I'm good. You guys? What are you doing in Berlin?", I ask. "I was just doing a little bit of promo for my album." "How are you guys?", I lean on Niall's shopping cart a little bit. "We're doing really good. I proposed about two weeks ago and we're getting ready to buy a house together.", Louis confesses. "Oh, my gosh! Congrats! I'm surprised we didn't know any sooner." "Well, Niall knew.", Louis states. "Why wouldn't you tell me?", I look at Niall, feeling a little betrayed. "Because I knew you'd tell Eleanor because you two talk like every day." "I am a big mouth some times." We talk for about another 15 minutes, then get back to our shopping. "Niall, do you think the fans would be mad if we stopped vlogging for a little while?" "No, they'd just have to understand. But why do you want to stop vlogging?" "I just feel like I don't get much alone time with you except for when we're asleep." "Well, let's just finish today's vlog and I'll tweet and tell everyone that we might take some time off." "I still want to make weekly videos on our personal channels. I just feel like daily vlogging takes up all our time." "That's understandable." "I love you.", I kiss his cheek. "Babe?", I ask him. "Yeah?" "I want a baby." "How about we wait until our six month anniversary of being married and then we'll talk like we had planned?" "Who says we need a plan? Why can't we just have a baby?" "I don't know. Is this why you were so worried about me going to the store with you?" "Maybe." "I love you, you know that?" "Yeah."

*a little while later*

"So, the boys are on stage, having soundcheck, so I figured I would have a little chat with you guys. So, I haven't said much about it and I just now mentioned it to Niall, but I think we may take off maybe a month or two from vlogging and just stick to our personal channels for a little while. I just feel like I don't get much time with him because of vlogging and editing and the shows. I literally get to crawl in the bed with him at night and go to sleep. Like, we don't have time for anything.", I acknowledge my feelings to the camera. Just then, I hear six boys talking about how good soundcheck was. "I'll see you guys in a few.", I turn off the vlog camera. "Babe, you would not guess how many questions were about you." "Like what?" "One girl, probably around 15, asked when you were gonna have a baby. Another girl just asked how you were doing, and another question was why you won't come on stage again." "What were your responses?" "I said I didn't know when we were gonna have a baby, you we're doing great and that you won't go on stage because you're shy and as good as the feeling was, you said you'd probably never do that again because it gave you so much anxiety." "You got one of those answers wrong." "Which one?" "Well, I'm not doing so hot." "I'm sorry. What's wrong?" "I've just been kinda down lately." "Come here.", he wraps me in his arms. "I love you.", I kiss his neck. "I love you too."

*later after the show*

"Ok, guys so about a while ago, Niall was talking to Jimmy Fallon on The Tonight Show and he was saying that on the bus we have certain nights, like country music night where we'll listen to only country music or 80s night where we'll only listen to 80s music. Tonight, we're having spa night. We're going to listen to the type of music they play in spas and we're making face masks and I'll be painting my toe nails. So, I think we're gonna go for the night. Please be sure to give us a like, subscribe if you're new, we'd love to see your comments. God bless and peace out my midget mermaids!" "See ya later, Niallators!" "And good night to the Riall family!", I shut down the camera. I then head to change into some different clothes so I don't stain my favorite sweatshirt.

"You're so cute.", Niall kisses my cheek. "Thank you.", I say, walking over to Niall's Bose speaker to hook up my phone and play some music. "Babe, what is this?" "It's ocean noises." "You're special." "Niall!", I slap his butt. "What?", he kisses my shoulder which is peaking out of the sweatshirt that is two sizes too big for me. "That is rude.", I laugh. "I'm sorry." "Come here.", I start to put his face mask on. "You look so cute, babe.", I comment. "You're the cute one.", he tries to kiss me but I don't want banana and yogurt on my face so push him away. He just frowns at the ground. "Sorry.", I start putting on my own face mask. "Babe, you're gonna be an amazing mother." "What?" "When we have kids, you'll be an amazing mother." "You'll be the best father."

THAT ENDING THO THIS IS NOT AS CRAPPY AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD ALSO SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO POST THIS K BYE LOVE YALL PLEASE SEND IN IDEAS