One Direction Book

Arrested - Niall

Your POV:

As I drove down the road, glancing around the streets, I got a radio call. "We have several complaints about a swerving driver down on Georgia Rose Avenue, possible drunk driver, over," Diana from dispatch said. I grabbed my radio and brought it to my lips, "Officer L/n, here, on it, over," I said before setting the radio back on my vest, turning onto said Avenue.

Not even two minutes in, and I can see the car, swerving slightly as it was just above the speed limit. I turned on my lights and let my siren wail once, making the car pull over. I parked behind him and stepped out of my vehicle, walking over to the car.

When the tinted window rolled down, my heart nearly stopped.

"Hey 'der," Niall Horan said with a lopsided grin.

"Hi," I say, trying to keep my composure, "We had some complaints of a driver swerving and speeding, hun. What's up with that?" I asked lightly, making the faux blonde blush. "I've had a bit to drink," Niall admitted shyly, "I don't think I'm impaired, though. Just like three beers. I can hold 'me liquor, though" He said softly, giving me an apologetic smile. "Can I see your ID and drivers licence, please?" I asked, making him nod. "Yes," He said.

Niall reached over to the passenger seat and pulled out a wallet from his backpack. He pulled out the two cards and handed them to me and sure enough, it said Niall James Horan. "Mkay, Mr Horan, would you like to do some Field Sobriety Tests?" I asked, knowing that scanning his cards would just show me things I already knew, as I knew he was never arrested before or it would've been all over the media.

"Sure," He said with a dopey smile, taking his cards back and putting them into his wallet before stepping out of the vehicle, closing the door behind him. "You're perty," He chuckled drunkenly, making me blush and smile, "Thank you. Let's step away from the car and to the side so we can do some testing, mkay?" I asked.

Niall gave me a toothy grin before walking over to the front of his car, stopping a few feet away from it. "Okay," I started, pulling out my flashlight pen, "I want you to follow this light with just your eyes. Do not move your head, okay?" I instructed, making Niall nod.

After moving the pen side to side, I noticed that he was kind of struggling to focus with his eyes. After the tenth round, I clicked the pen off. "Okay, now, hands at your sides," I said, stepping back and letting my hands rest at my sides, Niall copying me, "And I want you to raise your right leg," I lifted my right leg, "And count to ten, and when you're done, do the same thing with your left leg, okay?" I asked, making Niall smile and nod his head. "Gotcha, Princess/Prince," He said, lifting his right leg.

I flustered at the pet name, making me giggle. Niall was definitely the flirty drunk and it was cute and flattering, especially when he's my celebrity crush, I felt special, even though he probably has done this a million times.

"One, two, three," Niall started to count, his speech coming out kinda slurred. He swayed slightly, making me giggle. "Four, five, si-- shit!" He stumbled slightly and nearly fell. I caught his arm before he completely lost his balance, "You okay?" I asked, steadying him. "I'm good!" He said with a smile as I let go. "Should I start over?" He asked sloppily. "No, hun, just go to the other leg," I said softly.

Niall chuckled drunkenly before doing as he was told, "One, two, three, four," He said, his body swaying slightly, "Five, six, seven," Niall nearly fell over, but he caught himself, "Eight, nine, ten," He set his leg down and winced, "Agh, 'me knee," He pouted, making me feel bad.

Without thinking, I placed a hand on his shoulder, which is against protocol. "You okay?" I asked softly, making him glance at me. "A bit sore, but 's okey," He smiled up at me timidly. "Okay, hun, I'm gonna be real with you," I started, making him nod, "I don't wanna hurt your knees anymore and I can smell the alcohol on you and you're barely walking. I think you're impaired."