Niall Blurbs

Jealous of Summer

"Niall! You got us tickets?!" You squeal and hug him tightly, "Baby! Thank you!"

He chuckles, "Babe, I basically helped discovered them... We're front row and back stage all ya want." Niall kisses your cheek.

"You know who is my favourite out of them...?" You raise your brows and search his yes.

"Uh-"

"Luke." You press your hands to your chest. "His blonde hair, those blue eyes, he's so tall! Oh god, and that lip ring!" You sigh dreamily, "He is so cute, Niall!"

He nods, trying to ignore you and tune you out. He wasn't a natural blonde, he wasn't all that tall, and he had never had a piercing or tattoo. God damn Luke Hemmings.

"Baby, thank you!" You wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his cheek, "This is the best thing ever!"

"Sure, sure." It was the farthest thing from it.

The concert was almost done. You two had gone back for beers with the guys before they performed, but all you did was focus on Luke.

Not Niall, who got you the bloody tickets.

"Oh my god! He's so hot!" You squeal as he hits all of his notes. Of course, you were totally oblivious to Niall's irritation to it all.

Niall set his jaw. "Yeah fine."

You were swooning over Luke, calling him hot, sexy, under your breath muttering how you want him. But, honestly? All you wanted was your Irish, blue eyed, love.

Niall and you were on your way to the after party and you were pregaming in the car, sipping at a bottle of Crown Royal. "That concert was amazing!" You nod as you speak.

The only response Niall gives is a grunt. Low and guttural.

You frown and turn to look at him, "Do you not want to go to this party?"

He doesn't answer and keeps his eyes on the window. He wasn't going to tell you.

"Niall!" You say and shift to sit on his lap a bit. "Baby, talk to me." You pout and search his eyes.

He sighs, "If you love Luke Hemmings so much, I know he's single. Might as well go home with him!" Niall glares.

Your brows shot up and your jaw drops, "No... No. Baby!" You shake your head and kiss his lips-even though it's not reciprocated, "As much as I have a girl crush. I have my woman crush and I am so in love with you. I don't want a boy when I have a man." You search his eyes and smile softly. "I love you." You whisper.

"I love you." He responds, feeling slightly embarrassed. Embarrassed about how he felt. He should have trust your feelings. "Give me that bottle. Your man wants to pregame with his woman." Niall chuckles and kisses your nose as he takes the bottle.