Niall Blurbs

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Niall was sitting on the deck of the house, strumming his guitar, his journal resting next to him-writing in it every few chords. It was a gift from you, because he would loose the napkins that he would scrawl random thoughts, music notes... the lot of it. He needed something proper-plus it was nice and leather bound.

You watched him from the kitchen window, which was open. Summer was beautiful in Mullingar and it was even better when Niall was home on break from tour. You missed your lover boy more often than you'd like to admit.

Through out the times he is gone though, you were trying to do something very special and something that you knew was important to him.

You had spent the last few weeks of his tour struggling to learn the chords to Illusion. It was a lot harder than the youtube gurus made it seem.

With a deep breath you wander out back, going to sit next to him.

He grinned widely, "Hi baby." Niall leaned over and pecked your cheek.

"Hey handsome." You smile, "May I?" You raise your brow, holding your hands out for the guitar.

"Oh really?" He teases but hands it to you.

You take a deep breath and look at him, okay. "One, two, three, four." You whisper to yourself and play the intro, humming the lyrics to keep time.

Then you fucked up. You let out a long and deep sigh, "Fuck." You murmur.

"That was bichin'!" He grins. "But come 'ere. Lemme show ya."

You scoot over and he gets up to sit behind you, making you be in between his legs, you lean against him slightly. His fingers cover yours and show you the rest of the chords slowly as he sings slowly and softly for you to commit it to memory.

Leaning back a bit further, you can feel something poking your back and you turn to raise your brow, "Really?" You smirk.

"Watchin' ya play guitar is bloody sexy." He smirks back, kissing your neck lightly. "Play it again." He nods as he speaks.

You do as he says, his fingers coming in to help you as he sings and you hum. "There ya go! Almost have it princess!" He kisses your cheek. You turn to face him and kiss him roughly, causing him to lift the guitar up and lay back.

You two didn't even make it to the room and fucked on the couch. You lay on his chest before sitting up and searching for the tank top from earlier and tossed Niall his boxers.

You picked up the carefully discarded guitar and start to strum. Niall wrapped himself around you, "Watch me." He said quietly. He played it at normal speed and sang. God you loved hearing hims sing. It did something to you and just watching his fingers work... Not only the guitar either.

He finishes and you look at him, "Don't Forget Where You Belong?" You bite your lip, he nods.

"Anyfing for me princess." Niall starts and strums and you focus on his fingers and voice. Soon you would be able to play this effortlessly for him.