You look over the dresses in front of you, fingering the material of each one as you pass them by. Your sister is elsewhere in the store, talking with a sales assistant about the type of bridesmaid dresses she'd like for her upcoming wedding. You love your sister dearly but your tastes in attire were completely different and knowing her, she'd have you in some hideous dress with ruffles and lace. She pulls you away, several dresses in hand and pushes you towards the dressing room. "You have got to be kidding me" you say, poised on the pedestal in a hideous green dress with a ruffled neck line. "I think it's nice" she defends with a bright smile and you hear a short chuckle coming from the left of you. You glance over as your sister walks away to find another dress and see a blonde haired boy chuckling next to a rack of dresses. "And what's so funny?" you demand, hands on your hips and he shrugs. "It looks like someone threw up on you, that's all" he answers, rolling the sleeves up on his white sweater to reveal black tattoos inked on his pale skin and you scoff. "I don't think I'll take fashion advice from you but thank you anyway" you say, storming off to find your sister and save yourself from her awful picks. "Just saying, I could probably find something better than that" he adds, stepping behind you as you glance around. He's got a black eyebrow ring and snakebites and you'd rather wear your sister's pick than whatever he could come up with. "Sure you could" you say, flipping your loose curls over your shoulder and he raises an eyebrow. "Stay here" he says, disappearing down another aisle and you roll your eyes. He comes back with a floor length, one shoulder black chiffon dress that isn't so hideous and you raise an eyebrow at him. "And what is someone like you doing in a wedding boutique?" you question, taking the dress from him and he frowns. "My friend is getting married, I just tagged along" he says and you nod your head stiffly. "Well, thank you for this... I better get back" you say, rushing off back to your sister and he nods. "I'm Niall, by the way" he says and you turn at the end of the aisle. "(Y/N)" you offer and disappear back to your world of fancy things and expensive dresses.
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Punk Niall Series
FanfictionA 22 part imagine series based where in an AU (Alternate Universe) Niall is Punk. [Original date posted: 10/30/14 - 1/18/15 Original place posted: Twitter via Twitlongers]