One Direction Imagines

Concert Surprises {n.h}

Niall

You're standing in the front row of One Direction's new tour. You've been waiting for this night since they took their two year break, and you spent a year's savings on your seats in hopes of catching Niall's eye. You spent hours picking out the perfect outfit and contouring to extreme cheek bone perfection.  The skinny jeans you're wearing perfectly accent your body.

You know you look good.

The lights start flickering, smoke shoots from the stage and music starts blaring from the speakers.  You recognize the tune of "Hey Angel" coming through the speakers and you immediately start screaming.

The boys sprint onto the stage from various locations back stage and Niall ends up right in your line of sight.  He's playing the guitar and he's wearing black on black. Niall looks so so sexy in black on black.  He looks into the crowd and you swear you make eye contact with him. 

The show goes on without a hitch, and half way through you make eye contact with Niall again, this time he winks.  You start looking around you to see if people are noticing, they are.  Niall remains on your side of the stage all night.

The show closes with "What Makes You Beautiful," and just before the boys run off stage Niall runs to the front and grabs your hand asking your name.  You tell it to him and he smiles, turning around and running off stage in the process.

All the girls around you are screaming and hugging you, but you want to cry because it's over. The arena clears out but you remain in your seat.  After an hour you're one of the last remaining people, and you get up defeatedly, ready to leave.

You feel two strong arms come behind you and hug you.  You gasp and turn around in the strangers arms to see who has you.  Your eyes are caught by the piercing blue gaze of Niall Horan.

"Thank god you stayed. I've been watching you all night y/n. You're absolutely captivating."

You look up at him, he looks at you, waiting for a response.  You can't speak so you simply lean up and let your lips mold against his perfectly moist mouth.

A/n

I promise these will get better as I have more practice with imagines, but thank you for taking the time to read my imagines if you've made it to this author's note.

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