Niam One-Shots

And All I've Tried To Hide

Here's a cute short one shot I got from tumblr :)

Summary: "Hey, Niall, right? I don't think I've ever seen you at one of these," came a voice from his right, and Niall almost fainted. Liam Payne - the Liam Payne, captain of the football team, star cross country runner, homecoming king and general school heartthrob was standing next to him, drinking the same beer as him, talking to him, and if that wasn't enough, he actually knew Niall's name. Niall was starting to think that maybe this party thing wasn't such a bad idea after all.

Link:: http://archiveofourown.org/works/2710349

ENJOY!!!

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Work Text:

Niall was never really one for parties. They were alright he supposed, and it's not like he didn't like drinking - he was Irish after all, he had some stereotypes he needed to uphold - it's just that he'd much rather spend the evening alone with his best friend Harry and maybe a beer or two. It was the crowds that really got to him, the giant groups of people jumping up and down and shouting and screaming and trying to dance and shoving him around and making him feel kind of claustrophobic and generally uncomfortable.

Harry may have been more popular than Niall, but that didn't actually make him popular by any stretch of the imagination, so to say that Niall had been surprised when he had somehow managed to get them into this party would be a bit of an understatement. He agreed to go though, only because he was completely incapable of saying no to anything Harry asked him for. And that's how he ended up spending his Friday night at Zayn Malik of all people's house, standing awkwardly in a corner, clutching a cup of warm, flat beer to his chest.

"Hey, Niall, right? I don't think I've ever seen you at one of these," came a voice from his right, and Niall almost fainted. Liam Payne - the Liam Payne, captain of the football team, star cross country runner, homecoming king and general school heartthrob was standing next to him, drinking the same beer as him, talking to him, and if that wasn't enough, he actually knew Niall's name. Niall was starting to think that maybe this party thing wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"Uh, no, I'm, er, not really much for parties," stuttered Niall, mentally slapping himself. He's just a boy, he told himself. You can do this. You talk to boys all the time.

But Liam Payne was anything but just a boy. He was the boy that Niall (and probably at least half of the rest of the student body) had been crushing on since the moment he first laid eyes on him on the first day of the sixth form. But Liam was taken, in a relationship with Danielle Peazer, the co-captain of the cheer squad.

"Oi, Liam, get your perky little ass over here, Zayn's gonna try to do a kegstand!"

Liam laughed, and Niall was sure he could hear a chorus of angels singing. "Well, I better go," he said, jerking his head towards where his friend Louis' voice had come from. "But, uh, you should come to more of these. Parties I mean. If you're not busy."

He disappeared into the crowd before Niall could say anything, but it's not like he could string together a coherent sentence at the moment anyways.

He chugged the rest of his beer in one go, staring after the brunette in disbelief. He wasn't completely sure if that had actually happened, or if this was all just a very realistic dream. Although he was pretty sure that if it was a dream, he wouldn't be slightly sticky and reeking of the beer that Luke Hemmings had spilled all over him an hour or so previously. Well, he might be slightly sticky, but if he was, it would be for an entirely different reason. He shook his head and took a step away from the wall. He needed another beer. He needed to find Harry. Mostly, he just needed a quiet room to sit and think for a minute.