Niall Horan Imagines

Unprofessional...

"Good Morning (YN)!"

"Good Morning Mr. Horan! Coffee sir?"

"(YN), I've told you one too many times that you can call me Niall. Mr. Horan is my father!" A low chuckle left his mouth, "but I will take you up on that coffee offer!"

"Right away Mr- I mean Niall." A bright blush appeared on my face as I walked away.

Horan Inc. was one of best and largest companies in the U.K. and I myself had the privilege of landing a job there. I had applied for receptionist but soon was promoted to be a personal assistant for the one and only Niall Horan.

If you were a woman working at Horan Inc. you probably knew about Niall, and were most likely crushing on him, there were even some men that had a kink for that sexy piece of Irishness, not that I blamed them, because if there was anyone crushing on Niall, it was me.

How could I not? I mean his eyes, his hair, his smile...

"(YN)!" I was soon snapped put of daydream.

"What? Oh, no!" The coffee had spilled all over the counter.

"Daydreamin' again?" Stacy asked as she helped me clean up my mess

"Is it that obvious?" A pout appearing on my face

"Sorry but yes! I don't blame you though, I would love him too if I were in your position!" Love? What? No.

"I'm not in love its just a small crush is all. I barely even know him."

"If you say so..." Stacy said before walking away, returning to the front desk.

I knocked on the door before entering his office, "Come on in!"

"Here you go sir. Coffee, just how you like it!" I placed his coffee onto his desk

"Thank you (YN), I don't know what I would do without you." He said lifting his head and giving me his million dollar smile that made my knees go weak.

"Its no problem Mr- Niall, sorry force of habit. " I replied, making my way out of his office and into my desk before embarrassing myself anymore.

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As I organized some papers, getting ready to leave for the day, Niall stepped out of his office, ready to leave as well.

He stopped at my desk to say goodbye like he did everyday, "well I'm heading out (YN). Have a nice evening."

I couldn't help the timid smile that appeared on my face, because he always remembered to say goodbye.

"You too sir." He came to a sudden halt as soon as those words left my mouth. He began to take backward strides directly towards my desk.

"(YN), if you don't mind me asking. I was actually wondering if you'd like to go out for dinner with me tonight." Was he really asking me out?

"You know, as friends!" He added soon after. A slight nervousness to his tone.

I guess not, but I would take what I could get.

"I'd love too. Let me just finish putting these away." I finished up and gathered my things as I began walking down the building with him.

He opened the door to his car allowing me to get in. He jogged to the drivers side and hopped in soon after.

There was an awkward silence, neither of us daring to start the conversation.

I tried to pay attention to smooth sound of the jazz station playing in the background.
"You into jazz?" He asked, following with an awkward cough.

"Oh I love it! It can be fun, yet soothing at the same time, you know?" I spoke a bit more enthusiastic than I intended.

"I totally get you! Most of my mates aren't into jazz as much as me, so I'm glad I finally found someone who shared the same liking." He chuckled

The awkward silence soon hovered over us once again but I thanked god that we arrived at our destination.

As I looked out the window I was met with a fancy Italian restaurant.

Niall opened the door for me, holding his hand out, helping me out of the car.

"Thank You." I whispered, a small smile appearing on his face.

As we stepped in we were met with a young brunette.

"Table for 2 please. " Niall spoke

"Right this way." She said, leading us to our table

He pulled back the chair for me, I whispered a low thank you. Why did he have to be such a gentleman?

"(YN), I just realized that you've been my assistant for almost a year now and I barely even know you." He chuckled.

"You're right. Well what do you want to know?"

"Well first off, what's your middle name?" He smiled

"Don't have one."

"Alright. Favorite artist or band?"

"Eagles." His small grin turned into a full blown smile.

"I love the eagles!"

The rest of dinner went by with each of us asking different questions. If there was a quiz on Niall James Horan I was sure to ace it.

"How does a walk around the park sound?" He wrapped his arm around my shoulder

"Sounds lovely." Thank goodness it was dark out because I was sure I looked like a bright red berry.

He led us both towards a green bench and motioned me to take a seat next to him.

"Thank you." He whispered

"For what?" I looked up at his beautiful blue eyes, reflecting the light of the moon.

"For accepting my offer to come tonight. If it wasn't for you I'd be alone in a flat, probably bored out of my mind!" He stared back down at me

A small giggle left my lips as a comfortable silence hovered over us.
I suddenly felt a hand wrap around mine, fingers intertwining with mine.

I brought my gaze down to meet our tangled fingers a wide grin appearing automatically on my lips.

"You're beautiful (YN)." Once again he made me a blushing mess.

He cupped my right cheek, causing our gazes to meet once more. His eyes shifted towards my lips, and seconds later back at my own. He looked at me with such a vulnerable stare, his eyes asking for the permission that his mouth didn't dare to speak.

Not even thinking I leaned in crashing my lips against his. It was sweet and amazing, everything I had hoped.

I was soon struck with reality causing me to pull away. His eye lids opening abruptly.

"Niall," I breathed, "You're my boss. This is unprofessional."

"You think I care?" His ocean blue eyes piercing into mine

"But-" He connected our lips once more

"No buts. I like you (YN). I really, really like you." He inhaled, swiftly meeting my red lips.

"I like you too." I whispered

Part 2?
~AusllyDirectioner