Niall One Shots

After Graduation

Pt. 2

The romance between you and Niall was basically non-existent. All it consisted of was even more "practices", even if the season was over. You needed to keep your skills sharp for when you went to school.

Thankfully it wasn't too far away, so you and Niall could work it out. If it ever got there...

He wouldn't kiss you, would only touch you if he found it completely necessary, but his eyes... His eyes would search yours for what seemed like forever. You could easily get lost in them. You found yourself doing that more and more. Each time you would lean in and he would too, before he realised that he couldn't.

Not yet. Not until after graduation.

But god, did Niall want to. He loved your dedication to the sport, which made it easy for you to spend time together. It just, it would not be appropriate. Not until later. But for now, he could appreciate the small things with you. The after practice snacks, the bantering going on during the practice. You were going to graduate and it couldn't be soon enough.

All he could think about was the brief kiss that was shared. He wanted to relive that. He craved a deeper, more intimate kiss... The kiss that would lead to mutual touching and eventually something much more. Niall wanted you. He needed you, it felt.

"So... ya graduate tomorra." Niall catches the ball before wiping the thin layer of sweat.

You nod, jogging up to him, "Yup. You going to be there?" You raise your brow and search his eyes.

"Y/N... I wouldn' miss it fer da world." His eyes stared into yours with the promise of being there.

There it was again, the intense stare that goes passed your guards, slipping through like a ghost. Not that you wanted to stop it. You really liked him and what he stood for.

With all of you, you knew it was better for this relationship to wait. At least it's not too long at this point.

"Thanks Niall." You murmur and reach out for the ball but he takes your hand instead, intertwining your fingers together. His hand was rough with callouses and they felt strong.

You were not used to this type of touching. Not used to this feeling that rooted in the pit of your stomach. His eyes didn't leave yours as he brought your fingers up to his lips as he kisses them, "Yer welcome Y/N." He whispers against your fingers.

You knew that all your waiting was going to pay off in the end. Waiting for graduation... Waiting for him.

Niall knew it was only one day left, but he wanted to just fuck it all. But it would not be fair to either of you if he did that.

"All right love, off ya go. Gotta go get yer beauty sleep." He teases and lets go of your fingers and tosses you the ball.

Rolling your eyes, you pull him into a hug. "See ya tomorrow." You pull away and head off, knowing full well his eyes were on your arse.

But that didn't matter to you.

"Y/N!" You walked across the field, hearing your family and friends scream for you. You knew Niall was up there. One glance up the bleachers and you see his blonde head up there with everyone else.

He was cheering loudly with everyone else. It wasn't solely that you two would be able to date. That was almost last on his priority list. You have accomplished one of the milestones in your life, and as your coach and as your friend, he couldn't be any more proud of you.

Everything for you passed in a blur. It ended. So many bloody pictures were taken with everyone. You made sure to get one with Niall and he was more than happy to oblige.

It was all madness, after all was said and done and you had gotten home. You were knackered. Your graduation party wasn't for a week. And grad night was tomorrow.

You laid in bed, not even taking off your graduation dress when there is a knock on your door. Your mum lets herself in, "Sweetie, Coach Horan is here to see you." She smiles knowingly.

Mothers.

You nod and slip on your flats and head down stairs. "Niall." You grin and see him holding flowers. "Thank you."

"No need fer t'anks. Dese are much deserved." He nods, handing you the roses. "Ya hungry? 'm starvin, I t'ink we should go get food."

You giggle and nod, grabbing your purse, "Couldn't agree more."

Niall sat across from you, his eyes on yours, your fingers laced with his. Dinner was full of laughs and handholding.

This was going a lot better than planned.

"Y/N, we need ta talk..." Niall trails off and chews on his top lip.

You frown, "Okay, go ahead." You nod for him to continue. You had waited for graduation, like he said. If he ended it now... It would be a fuck all. And probably hurt a lot more than you're willing to admit.

"I really, really like ya." He starts off, much to your relief. "I want t'ings ta work out 'tween us, yeah?" Niall nods, smiling softly at you. "I kept t'inking, how was I gonna do dat with ya? I t'ink it needs ta go slow with us."

The relief that was coursing through you was almost intoxicating. Taking slow was even better. Sure you wanted to ravage him with your body, but... You really wanted this to work out with him.

"Niall, that's fine." You smile and squeeze his fingers. "Honestly, I prefer it that way." You nod as you speak, searching his eyes.

"Oh good." He nods with relief. "And uh, don' t'ink it's 'cause I don' want you. I do. I jus' believe in respect in dat way for ya."

You smile again, your grin huge. Niall was one of the sweetest guys you knew. "I'm happy we talked about it then." You speak, your eyes studying his.

He flushes and looks down, "T'ink it's a good idea ta get ya home."

After paying the tap, you two drive back, his hand in yours. You trace his veins on the back of his hand. "You were such an arse in the beginning." You giggle and shake your head.

"And ya were a fuckin liddle shit, ya know?" He squeezes your fingers, "But dats fine, yer rebellious nature got ta me. I knew I had ta have ya." Niall, brings your fingers up to his mouth again.

Niall walks you to the door, his hand in yours. It was so nice to finally have this with him. You had wanted it for so long. You felt lucky. As did Niall.

"Well, thank you for dinner. And the roses, they are beautiful." You nod and play with your house keys a bit. "I hope to see you tomorrow at my grad party?" You raise your brows a bit at him.

"I'll be dere." He smiles and pulls you a little closer.

Your heart started to pound, a flush worked its way up your chest to your cheeks. The first kiss was so spontaneous, it was almost not even real.

But this was the real deal.

You look up at him and pull him closer this time and he smiles, leaning down for the kiss. You get up on your tip toes and meet him in the middle.

His lips were warm and soft. He tasted of pizza and the guinness he had with dinner... But there was something else. His hand came to cup your cheek, holding you to him.

Your kiss was exactly what he had imagined it to be, soft, gentle, perfect. Everything he wanted too.

Before he got any ideas or you did. He pulled away, "I'll see ya tomorrow." He murmurs with a soft kiss to the forehead.

You nod and wave, going inside. The fluttery feeling in your stomach not fading.

All you two had to do was wait until after graduation.

And you did.