We were paired up for some stupid Social Studies project. It's how it all started.
He was the nerdy type. Smart, giggly, but also really cute. Especially when you removed his glasses.
The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy made me rethink my status as a "popular."
Cliché, I know. But it's what happened. I completely fell for him.
We ended up handing in the project late. We never worked on it when we got together. Instead, we started talking. And eventually a movie would slide in the DVD player, and the pizza delivery man would show up.
These "study dates" turned into real dates. And soon our two very, very different worlds collided.
"Niall," I whisper. We are in a blanket-made fort in his living room.
"Hm?"
"I... I really like you," I say quietly.
He looks up from his phone. "You what?"
I take the device from his hands, and slide it across the floor. "I said..." I bite my lip. "Kiss me."
His eyes widen. But I grip his hand, and suddenly he's on top of me.
And for the first time, his lips are on mine. And I don't care that we are so different. Because maybe he is what I've been looking for.
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FanfictionSome of these used to be personal imagines that I have edited to be "Normal imagines" and I added titles to them as well. Imagines from my Instagram (@horanbuttkisser)