One Direction Book

Kissing Practice - 🇨🇮Niall🇨🇮

My body shook nervously as I waited for my favorite guy-best-friend in the entire universe to come over and do me the weirdest favor that he was more than happy to do for me... Hell, he almost seemed way too happy when I presented my pitch to him.

What was that favor I had asked of him, you might ask?

I had asked him to...

Teach me how to kiss...

Lord, have mercy.

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*Ding-Dong*

Fuck.

With a shaky breath, I stood from my seat on the couch and made my way to the front of my flat. Just to make sure, I peaked through the peephole on the door to see who it was. I was instantly met with the sight of the man I was both wanting and dreading to see at the same time.

I undid the locks and opened the door, my anxiety going through the damn roof. The man gave me a big, giddy smile before walking up to me and opened his arms for me in a hug.

"Niall," I say softly, making him let out an excited laugh before pulling me into a tight hug. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his neck. Niall wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up, making me squeal and wrap my legs around his torso.

It's been five months since we've seen each other in person as he was off on tour with his band, One Direction. Yes, he's Niall Horan from the world's biggest boy band, One Direction. We've known each other since the X-Factor days as my dad was the vocal coach there and he took me along. We hit it off at the start as I, myself am a guitar player.

Niall stepped into the flat and kicked the door closed behind us, refusing to set me down the whole journey to the couch where he plopped himself onto. I giggled into his neck, making him chuckle giddily into my shoulder as he squeezed me into his body tightly.

Pulling back, I looked at him with a smile, which he happily returned. "Welcome back, Ni," I say softly. "Thanks, Princess," He said sweetly.

Princess. The name he's been giving me ever since we met. At first it was a way of him teasing me, but now it's just natural for him. If he'd stop, it'd never be the same.

I couldn't help the blush that made itself to my face at the nickname, even though I've heard it over a million times. My eyes locked with Niall's baby blues as he reached up to tuck a couple of stray strands in my face, his knuckles gently caressing my cheek as he moved the hair behind my ear.

Subconsciously, I leaned into the touch, making him smile. His hand didn't leave my face as it moved slightly to cradle my jaw. "D'ya wanna start now?" Niall asked, making my heart pound in my chest. I bit my lip nervously, "What do I do?" I asked timidly, the question making his eyes soften.

"Just copy what my lips do. It's kinda like," Niall trailed off to momentary thinking, "It's kinda like massaging your lips with mine, if that makes sense?" He offered, making me hesitantly nod and gulp over the thick lump in my throat.

Going over what he said in my head once more, I released my lip and took a quiet deep breath. "Okay," I gave him consent, and he didn't miss a beat to close the gap between us. A sharp exhale left my nostrils as soon as our mouths collided, and I froze for a few seconds, taking in the way his lips moved against mine.

Niall broke the kiss just as I was about to respond, his face red in what I could only assume was embarrassment or frustration in me. Why would he want to kiss me, anyway?

"Y'know for this to work, you gotta at least try to kiss me back," Niall teased lightly, a soft laugh coating his tone. "Sorry! I just-- I didn't expect you to just instantly like, lean in and kiss me!" I giggled, making him laugh. "Don't apologize! I should've asked," He said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Princess. Let's try again, but this time, I'll lean in slower to kind of like, show you when I'm about to kiss you, okay?"

I nodded at his words, his carefree and just cute energy calming my tensed body with ease. Hell, his laugh made me laugh! He was a very charismatic person who just lit up the room! I couldn't help but smile when he did!

That's one of the many things I love about Niall. He's just a little ray of sunshine.

Just as promised, Niall slowly leaned in, glancing at my lips before reconnecting our gaze as he did so. He quickly licked his lower lip to wet it before pressing his lips to mine once more. With an internal deep breath, I started to move my lips with his, my moves hesitant and nervous, my eyes fluttering closed.

A soft sigh of what sounded like content came from Niall as he kissed me with a closed mouth, his thumb caressing my cheek as his other hand rested on my hip. Soon, though, he broke the kiss and broke out into a smile. "That was good!" He praised, making my blush intensify.

"Really?" I asked insecurely, making Niall instantly nod his head. "Yeah! It was pretty good for your first try!" He agreed quickly, his smile still on his face, making me smile shyly in return. "Okay, now, what we're gonna do is this," He said, his voice soft and sweet, yet serious and genuine. "We're gonna work on slowly and gradually parting your lips so that at one point, I can slip my tongue into your mouth. It's gonna be a bit weird, I'll be honest, but with enough practice, we can learn how to kiss with some tongue."

Niall's words instantly made me flush red. "What if uhm..." I trailed off awkwardly, making Niall tilt his head to the side, wondering what I was concerned about. "What if our teeth touch?" I asked timidly, making him raise a brow before answering. "It's possible, I mean, they're literally right underneath your lips, but usually, teeth aren't really used unless you want the kiss to be like, sloppy. I was gonna say that I might like, graze mine over your lip because that's a way of asking someone to part their lips. But usually, people don't kiss with teeth. It's just uncommon and really weird, in my opinion," Niall shrugged.

The way he spoke with just pure intelligence about something always made my heart flutter. Sure, the topic was kissing in this situation, but still, a man with intelligence and a sexy Irish accent?

Bitch, I'm SOLD.

I nodded my head nervously, my fingers subconsciously picking at the material of his T-shirt out of anxiety.

Niall seemed to notice my anxiousness and his hands moved to cup my face. "Hey," He cooed, making me look at him, his eyes soft and sweet. "We can always continue practicing another time and just take it slow, if you want?" He offered, making my heart stop fluttering and start to melt at his kindness.

"You'd want to do this again?" I asked shyly, making him smile. "Of course, Princess! I don't think I've been clear enough, but, I've always loved you, so why wouldn't I want to kiss you? You're amazing," Niall gushed a deep blush coating his cheeks as he confessed his feelings.

With all my words caught in my throat, I leaned forwards and kissed Niall the best I could with my closed-mouth training he just gave me. Niall gasped before kissing back, one of his hands moving to hold my jaw and guide me to tilt our heads, making the moment feel more real.

My hands slithered into his fluffy hair, my fingers instantly losing themselves in the healthy locks as I pulled myself closer. One of Niall's hands slid to the small of my back, beckoning me closer.

Sure the kiss was closed-mouthed, but nonetheless, when we both pulled away, it was like we were breathless. Niall let out a small chuckle, "I love you, Princess," He said, making me smile and hug him close. Niall nuzzled his face into my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist while mine wrapped around his shoulders.

"I love you, too, Niall. Always have, always will."

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