One-Shots

Niall Horan - 18 Pt. 1

My Brothers Best Friend

For years now I've had a good bond with my brother Liam Payne. Yes. The Liam Payne. The one in the boy band One Direction.

One perk of having such a good relationship with my brother prior to his blow up is the fact that we still hang out a lot. Even when he's with the boys I get to go sometimes. When their not talking about business.

I'm not complaining.

The other members of the band, aren't only funny, kind, and crazy talented, but their extremely hot. Like hotter than words can explain. Especially the Irish one.

Niall James Horan.

Other than the fact they're hot, they all take care of me like a little sister. Even though I haven't even known them for my whole life. It shows you how nice they are if they all take me in like family just from being their band members little sister. I still remember the day I met all of One Direction. It was like a fever dream.

I was sweating like shit and barley even said any words to them because I was so terrified of messing up my own name. Eventually they came around more and I got used to seeing Harry, Louis, Zayn, or Niall roaming my house like their own since our house was always the hang out spot.

Again. I'm not complaining.

Last night was amazing.

Me and Niall stayed up till 2 AM working on some chords for a new song. I'm so happy I took guitar classes in middle school. It prepared me to be in a room with Niall Horan.

Niall doesn't know that I like him. He never will. He's literally best friends with my brother and sees him almost every day. Theres no way I even stand a chance anyways. I mean, do you know how many girls show up to their concerts just because they think that they're the hottest ever. They are hot though. But not Liam.

It felt amazing to be in a room alone with him. Even if we didn't do anything, my crush just grew by being there with him. I don't know why I told him I would help him. I knew how difficult it would be for me to lose my crush from the start, hanging out with him will just make it harder. But his company makes me feel good.

Last night around 2:13, Niall realized how tired we were and put his guitar down. From that point till 3 we just talked. It was almost therapeutic in a way. We also, other than talking, got late night snacks.

The most embarrassing thing happened. As I was pouring him a drink, I caught him staring. I obviously got distracted and forgot about how I was pouring his drink and I spilled it everywhere. As bad as that was already, when I moved to get a rag to clean up my mess, I slipped and fell straight towards him. In instinct he caught me. He held me for a bit after he had successfully saved me from busting my ass. I was enjoying his scent. He always smells so good.

After he made sure I wouldn't slip again, he let go of me. I missed his close presence already and started to get sad. As I made my way to the rags I made sure to not slip on the drink. When I got the rag and started to clean up the floor, me and Niall made conversation. When I looked up once, he stared at my face and laughed. He then got down on a knee in front of me.

As I was looking at him confused, he reached his hand up to cup the left side of my face. He took his thumb and ran it across my cheek. "You had a little something there" I remember him saying to me. At that I turned my head away and out of his grip because I felt a blush creep up my cheeks.

Like said before. Last night was amazing.

This morning, I woke up happy. The happiest I've been in a while. I know why I'm happy and it has to do with the blonde member of One Direction. Every time I think of last night, a smile and a blush takes over my features.