Irresistible (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

After I did that, I sat around for a while picking out what I was going to wear, and when it came to 5:30 I got so bored that I just went to Niall's early. Maura answered the door.

"Oh hi Ally! Niall's upstairs, just go right up."

"Thanks Maura," I said with a smile. Normally my mother would have a fit if she heard me call a lady by her first name, but Maura assured me that she WANTED to be called by her first name, because she thought that made us seem more like friends. I was fine with that.

I walked up the stairs to Niall's room.

Once I was in the doorway and saw him standing in front of his closet buttoning up a shirt.

"Hey buttface," I said with a subtle smile.

"Hey farthead," he replied.

I walked in and sat on his bed. I took this moment to check out what he was wearing for a second. No, not like that, I don't think...

He was wearing a pair of dark jeans that just happened to be my favourite of his, his hair was styled just the way I liked it; messy and up into a quiff a bit. The shirt he was currently buttoning up was a light blue colour.

Niall turned around and I started to giggle.

"What?" He asked me.

"You buttoned up your shirt wrong," I said getting up from my spot on his bed to fix it for him. I looked at him and he was starting to unbutton it. "Niall," I said in a soft voice, "I got it, don't worry." I finished unbuttoning the shirt, and just before I started to button it up properly this time, I caught a glimpse of his toned stomach. He actually kind of had abs now.

"Woah, Niall, you been working out or something?"

His cheeks flushed red. "Uh, I sometimes go to the gym to train for football but that's it I guess."

I smiled and giggled. Oh God, why the hell am I giggling? I never giggle. It's NIALL for goodness sake. He's your best friend Ally.

As I got over the fact that I actually giggled, I slowly buttoned up Niall's shirt. I definitely took my time. As I got high enough that I wasn't able to see his stomach anymore, I looked more closely at what I was actually doing, not his abs. I got up to the top two buttons and decided to leave to very top one open. As I did up the second last one, I finally looked up at those eyes of his.

Wow. That's all I could think. I never really realized how beautiful his eyes were until this moment. I found myself struggling to get the button through the hole, but I really didn't want to look away. I just got lost in his eyes. Wow, that sounds cheesy, but it's true.

My thoughts were sort of interrupted when I saw those eyes getting bigger. And bigger. And bigger.

Then it clicked. He was leaning in. And I was leaning in too. Holy shit. I've never kissed someone before. What do I do?! Oh God. Uhm. BUTTON!

Before I knew what I was doing, I looked back down at the button that I was having trouble with. I felt his body go back to where it was before. I could not look back at his face. What just happened?! Yeah, we definitely almost kissed. But why? I didn't feel anything for him, and he didn't feel anything for me... Right? I actually don't know anymore.

As I finished buttoning up his shirt, I straightened it out, stepped back, and smiled a bit, still not being able to meet his eyes. "There." I slowly walked to the door. "I'll be back in a few minutes, I gotta go change and just fix my makeup."

"Uh, yeah, okay. I'll stay here."

"You can come and have some cookies while you wait."

"Okay. I'll be over right away; I just gotta do something quick," he said.

And with that I gave a short little wave and walked downstairs. As soon as I got out the front door I ran to my house so I could get ready as quick as possible. I waved hello to my mom and ran upstairs to my room. I went into the bathroom that was joined to my room and just touched up my makeup making the light brown eye shadow just a bit darker, making sure my eyeliner still looked good, and coated my eyelashes with an extra coat of mascara. Good. Then I went back into my room and put on the outfit I had already laid out: light blue skinny jeans with a flowy white tank top, accented with a thin braided brown belt and a cute flower in my hair. I quickly sprayed myself with my signature scent of body spray and applied a layer of deodorant before checking myself in my full length mirror. Good. I walked back down the stairs to see Niall in my kitchen eating some cookies. Of course.

"Hey," I said catching his attention, "ready to get going?" It was about a half hour walk there.

It looked like he choked on his milk a bit. "Uh, y-yeah, for s-sure," he stuttered. "You look really nice, by the way. I've haven't seen you dressed up like this lately. You look beautiful actually. Not that you don't anyway, but you know... Yeah."

I laughed, but was actually really flattered by this. I felt my cheeks get hot. Blushing again?!

"Uh, yeah, let's go I guess." Niall breezed past me and I could smell his cologne that he only wore for special occasions. Mmm. I followed him out the door and we were on our way.

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