One Direction Imagines and Preferences

Nerdy Love?

Hello! The next imagines from here on out I wrote recently and are ALOT better than the preferences you just read that I wrote when I was 12-13. HERE IS MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE, MY OBSESSION!! My turn on for life😍

WARNING: Smut❌

You sat at your desk in Chemistry class, twirling your hair as you looked through your phone waiting for class to start. You scrolled through Instagram, mentally crying at a band you love because their tour just ended and now they're going on a year break after promo for the new album. Rough times I tell you.
I looked up briefly as I felt a presence next to me, noticing the kid place his stuff down and take a seat quickly. I rolled my eyes, still not believing that I sit next to one of the losers in the school. His blond hair with brown roots messy against his head, glasses covering his bright blue eyes. He got his braces removed freshman year, but that still didn't help him out. He had on a soccer shirt with jeans, causing me to lose interest in looking as I went back to my phone.
"Alright class. As you know, today we're doing our first lab" our teacher, Mrs. silva instructed.
"You're working with the person next to you. So call us over if you need any help, you know what to do from last class" with that everyone started chatting away, happy to work with people they were friendly with as they were lucky enough to sit next to each other.
Niall, that was the loser kid that sat next to me. Niall went to get the materials and then came back, starting the lab. Our lab was to find the density of copper and iron and all that jazz.
He placed the copper into the water, quickly finding the density before moving into the next item
"Um, are you going to let me help?" I questioned. His face turned slowly to me, blue eyes wide with shock and confusion
"I-I just.. People usually only want m-me to do the work s-so I just figured.." He mumbled, pushing his glasses up into the bridge of his nose. You suddenly felt some hurt for him. Like yeah sure he's the loser, but don't pressure him into doing it while you sit back and copy.
"That's not how I work" I smiled, taking the materials from him
"I'll find the data, you find the density. Okay?" I told, watching him break out into a small smile and nod. We worked together as a team, doing the lab correct unlike the majority of the class.
"I'm Y/N, by the way." I started, after the only talk we've been having has been about chemistry.
"I-I know" he replied played with his fingers,
"I know a lot about you" he whispered, but you had heard
"Like what?" You asked, leaning forward in your seat. Not realizing you were now showing off your cleavage in your v-neck tee shirt. Niall's eyes trailed down to your chest, eyes almost popping out of their sockets. He couldn't tear his eyes away, but you didn't notice as you were too intrigued with what he was going to say
"You-you play (a sport)..and um you laugh a lot.. And you're not popular but-but you're friends with like everyone" he stuttered, his eyes trailing back up your body to meet your eyes
"And you're breath taking" he let out, a hand instantly going to the back of his neck in embarrassment as his cheeks turned bright red on his pale skin. I felt heat rise to my cheeks as well, turning away to collect my papers to hide my embarrassment. The bell rang and I let out a sigh of relief, watching Niall practically run out of class.
"How was today sitting next to Niall?" One of my friends stifled a laugh.
"It wasn't actually that bad" I mumbled
"What?! Really? Are you on drugs?" She shouted in disbelief
"No like.. He just said some really nice stuff" I blushed, looking down to the ground
"Please don't tell me you like him!"
"Y/F/N! I never said that! I just said he said some nice things!!" I fought
"Okay okay. Just making sure" she smirked back at me.
"I'll catch you later" I shouted, walking down the hall to my locker. Somehow really wanting nothing more than to go back to chemistry class and talk to the nerd.
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(At my school you don't have the same classes everyday, like you switch off every other day with classes, so no chemistry on this day(the day I'm talking about down below) But tomorrow there is. Make sense?)
A day later and it was last period, and I had just asked to go to my locker to grab my English book that I had forgot. I raced up the stairs from the first floor to the third, grabbing my book than coming back down. I was playing a game of how quiet I could be coming down the stairs, don't ask why I just wanted to stall going to history. As I got close to the floor, I heard loud sniffs and a sob. I quietly walked to around the staircase, peeking my head around to see who it was. And like destiny, it was Niall. I mentally debated if I should go see what's wrong or not, but knowing the good person I am I just went under anyways and squat down in front of him. He had his head between his knees, arms wrapped around his legs as he sobbed softly
"Niall?" I asked quietly, tapping his shoulder. His head shot up, fear crossing his face
"Go away" he muttered, placing his head back into his knees
"Not until you tell me what's wrong" I spoke, sitting next to him, leaning my head back against the wall as I waited. He peeked an eye out through his arm, surprised to see me still there.
"You're just gonna laugh like the others" he cried, fresh tears streaming down his face
"I promise I won't. Plus, it will feel better to get it off your chest" I tried
"That's what moms are for" he huffed, causing me to giggle. He lifted his head up to look at me, and I instantly thought that he was mad that I laughed
"No, I'm sorry! It was just cute how you said that..." I drifted off. I watched his lips quiver up into a tiny smile, before going back to being depressed
"I...it-it's just..I don't want to be the loser anymore" he admitted, eyes watering up as he thought back on it
"Everybody sees me as a punching bag, someone they can talk down to, someone who isn't equal. I just want to be normal. I want to fit in but still be me." He caught his breath, tears cascading down his pink cheeks
"Like I'm s-sorry f-or being m-me" he hiccuped, and I instantly brought him into my embrace, hugging his torso. It took a few moments for him to hug back, but when he did, he clung onto me for dear life, his head facing away from me on my shoulder
"Shh it's okay" I whispered, rubbing his back softly. I took in what he had said, all of it. Regret filled my mind at how awful we all treated him. He only wants to fit in but because he's smart and has glasses we reject him?
I looked down at him, noticing just how touchable his hair looked. For some reason I was drawn to it, I started to comb my fingers through his hair and he instantly relaxed. We sat there for a few minutes, I could hear the buses starting to drive in from outside. Niall's head rose up from my shoulder, looking to the ground as he spoke
"You should leave, before someone sees you with me" he separated himself from me, going to rest against the wall.
"I'm not leaving you" I said confidently. He looked to me, an eyebrow raised and his lips parted. His lips were red from biting them and sucking his lip while crying, and I found myself wondering how they would feel against mine.
"You don't want to be around me. You just feel bad for me" he told. I moved myself a bit closer to him, studying him. His hair all messed up from me running my fingers through it. His piercing cerlaun blue eyes.. I just only noticed how beautiful they were. Well, I've always known that. I guess I just found him weird overall because of what everyone had told me. But looking at him now, in grey sweats and a plain blue shirt..he's beautiful.
"I don't feel bad for you" I said, crawling over to where he was sat so that I was knelt in front of him. He gave me a confused look, that soon went away as I leaned forward, resting a hand on his thigh. His breath hitched as I leaned forward more, my mouth coming into contact with his ear
"I like you" I whispered, tugging on his earlobe softly with my lips before leaning back, placing my face centimeters away from his.
"W-w-what?" He mumbled, lust forming in his bright blue eyes that I have always adored.
"Do you like me?" I asked, my lips coming closer and closer to his.
"I-ugh.." He muttered, frozen and unable to do anything
"Do you?" I asked once again, my lips ghosting over his. He shuddered with chills, looking up through his glasses to meet my gaze. Whatever he saw in my eyes gave him the confidence to speak,
"Yes" he whispered, and I instantly smashed my lips onto his. He groaned softly, shocked at first before moving his lips back against mine. I moved my legs forward only an inch to straddle his criss-crossed legs, my hands guiding his hands to my waist. I placed mine in his hair, running my hands through the soft, cinnamon smelling hair.
I felt his tongue glide over my bottom lip and I softly smiled, glad he found the confidence to do that because I didn't even know how the hell I had the confidence to do this.
Yes, I'm a virgin, and I've never been with a boy.  I'm not ashamed of that either, because I am only 17. But with what may happen now... Im purely excited
I opened my mouth slightly, Niall's tongue fighting against mine before his won dominance. I decided to play around a little more, and started to slowly and softly grind on his crotch with my own. He moaned loudly, causing us to break the kiss whilst I tugged on his hair
"Fuckin hell" he muttered, and I got turned on even more by him swearing. I grinded harder, his hands squeezing my hips tightly as it was my turn to let out a soft moan. I placed a kiss to his neck, then started to place them everywhere amongst his neck as I tried to look for his sweet spot. Once I felt him buck his hips up into me and groan, I knew I had found it. I softly sucked, and was about to leave a bite and mark him when the bell rang, indicating the end of the day. We both stopped our actions, looking at each other with wide eyes. His lips were bright red from the kissing and I'm sure mine were too. His hair was every which way and he had a prominent boner poking through his sweats. We both breathed in and out loudly, hearing people starting to descend down the stairs to catch their buses. We both stared, not knowing what to do next even though we both knew we wanted to take that further.
"I-I'll go" he mumbled, grabbing his books and binders and standing before I grabbed his wrist, standing up as well
"No don't!" I called, causing him to turn around. He looked so sexy right now, it was taking all I had not to pounce on him again
"I really do like you" I reassured. His face seemed to soften, as his hand looked down to where I was holding his wrist to back up to meet my eyes
"I-I like you too. A lot..I have for a while now" he admitted. I pulled him closer to me with the grip I had on his arm, bringing him into a proper hug. He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, squeezing me with one arm as the other was holding his books.
"Do you maybe wanna go back to mine? Watch a movie or something?" I whispered into his ear
"Oh y-yeah.Sure" he muttered. I walked with him from under the stairs, walking to my class to apologize to my teacher that I was gone for long and that I wasn't feeling well so I went to the nurse. I grabbed my backpack and I walked with Niall outside
"Um..I get a ride with my friends here" I mumble.
"That's alright, I got you" he smiled, and for the first time I noticed how cute he looks when a grin overcomes his face. We walk over to a black Range Rover and I am quite surprised to see this car.
"After you" he cheekily smiles as he opens the door for me.
"Thank you" I giggle, getting settled in the car and sending my friend a quick text saying that I won't be going home with her.
Before I know it Niall and I are driving down the road, the radio softly playing.
"We keep this love in a photograph, we make these memories for ourselves" Niall sings along to the radio. I stare at him, shocked that such a beautiful singing voice just came past his lips
"So you can keep me, inside the pocket of your ripped jeans" he continues. I take a moment to study his features, and mentally curse myself for not seeing how breath taking this boy was. Why did I let other people's opinions get in the way of what I think about someone?
"What?" He questioned, as I felt the blush rise to my cheeks.
"You're a really good singer" I spoke. He giggled softly, and I swear it was the most angelic noise I've ever heard
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After I told him directions to my house, we both carried our things inside and set them down near the door, by our coats and shoes. My parents both worked until about dinner time, so we had the house to ourselves
"Juice box?" I asked. Niall's laugh filled the house as he laughed loudly, grabbing the drink from my hand
"You're too cute" he laughed, allowing me to smile down towards the ground.
After we both got a snack of goldfish and juice boxes, we went over to the couch and searched Netflix for a movie. I settled on Ted 2, selecting the movie and letting it come to life. Niall wrapped his arm around my waist with some hesitation, pulling me closer to him so that our sides were touching. I looked up to him, confusion on my face
"Since when did you get more confident?" I chuckled, watching as he leaned down to my ear.
"Since you gave me a boner and told me you liked me" his lips brushed over my ear, repeating my actions from before as he sucked on my earlobe. He pulled away, grabbing a handful of goldfish and filling them all in his mouth. I watched him as he smirked proudly at the tv, and all the arousal I had from before came flooding back. I've known this boy for 6 years but never talked to him properly until 3 days ago. Something about him, I can't put my finger on it.
Halfway through the movie, Teds wife had just thrown a steak at him, and I started to die of laughter. Niall chuckled beside me, but I couldn't stop, as for some reason I found it so funny. I felt Niall's eyes on me, and as I started to calm down I looked up to him, seeing him biting his lip. He leaned down a tad, bringing his hand up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. He rested his hand on my cheek, leaning down more until he stopped inches from my face, waiting for me to make the next move. I nodded my head, and he brought his lips to mine softly. His lips moved against mine and the kiss got more passionate and lustful as the moments went by.