Infinite Moments

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Part 1 :)

'YOU WERE MINNNEEEE FOR THE SUMMER NOW WE KNOW IT'S REALLY OVER!' You scream at the top of your lungs. You're at your favourite band, One Direction's concert and you have amazing seats-Front Row in fact. You and your best mate are soaking up the music and are jumping around holding hands and having the time of your lives. You keep noticing that Niall keeps staring at you when he's not singing,

"Hey Aimee, Niall keeps staring at you!" you best friend yells,

"I know, weird right?" you reply. Anyway, the concert is coming to an end and you're looking around at the screaming fans around you when suddenly you feel a tap on your shoulder, a bouncer is gesturing for you to come into the aisle of the arena. You grab your best friend's hand and walk past the few fans between you and this bouncer.

"s'cuse me!" you say to the girls as they move out of the way.

"Is there a problem?" you ask to this guy

"NO, not at all, Niall wanted me to get you so you can come backstage" he shouts into your ear. You follow him past all the fans, and sneak into a side door so the rest of the fans don't see you.

Once back stage you and your friend are taken into a small room where there's food, drinks and chairs for you to sit on. You both go to the table, and start picking at the snacky food.

"Saw ya dancing out there" a voice fills the room. you turn around to see Niall stood, leaning against the door frame.

"Ummm" you try to say something, but you're completely speechless. his presences takes you to another place. His toned body ripples under his shirt

"I think i'm gunna go to the bathroom!" your best friend says. Secretly you know she's off to find Harry...

"You killed it out there tonight, i'm Aimee by the way" you say walking towards him

He takes a step forward holding out his arms allowing you to be embraced by him.

"It's so lovely to meet you" you say into his chest

"Oh the pleasure's all mine Aimee!" he says resting his chin on your head

"So um, not that i'm being ungreatful, but why did you ask me to come backstage?" you ask catching his eye

"Well if ya really wanna know, it's because from the moment i walked out, you caught my eye and i dunno, i wanted to chat to you"

You notice he still has his ear piece in and there's tiny beads of sweat cascading down his forhead. You look over his shoulder to see if you can see anyone else but you can't, it's just you and him. You reach up to remove some of the sweat from his forehead. Pressing your thumb slightly on his skin, it's warm and soft, just how you'd imagined it. He keeps strong eyecontact with you, as your run your thumb just above his eyebrow. His eyes are like crystals, big and shiny.He takes yours hand away from his head, putting it onto his waist.

"Niall what are you doing?" you ask

"Nothing, i just really like you"

"We've only just met though" you couldn't believe you were saying this to him when all you wanted to do was kiss him

Suddenly your wish came true. He was leaning in, his fact tilted and you raised yourself up on your tip toes. Your lips touched, his mouth opened slightly and his was taking little nibbles on your lips. His hands roamed your body, up and down your back and it feels magical. You can't belive this is happening. He was kissing you.

"HEY NIA- WOAH OKAY, I'M LEAVING!" You hear Louis' voice enter the room, you break apart from the kiss quickly and Niall spins his head round. You both laugh at the realisation that you got caught kissing,

"Niall, oh my god!" you say covering your mouth with your hands

"Oh don't cover that babe, how else am I going to enjoy your lips" he says taking your hands away."He won't say anything, you wanna come with me to meet everybody?"

"Yeah, ok, but i really should wait for..."

"It's okay i told Harry to take her to the tour bus, i'm sure she's fine" he says taking your hand

"Oh, i'm sure she is!" you say....

So this is part one of my first fanfic/imagine! please let me know what you think

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