Niall Horan Imagines

He's Your Guitar Teacher

He's Your Guitar Teacher

For a few months now you've been taking guitar lessons from Niall. Your parents know his cousin Deo and knew you wanted to learn how to play so they arranged it with him. But the thing is, is that you've grown very fond of him and have developed a crush on him. He doesn't know that though. Lately it's been getting harder and harder to be around Niall, causing you to lose focus once in a while.

You're working on a few new notes and patterns to play on your guitar while Niall is working on a song across from you. A few times you look up at him and smile at all of his expressions he makes. Some of them are cute and some of them are funny. This time when you look up, he's got his guitar pick in his mouth. You can't help but laugh a little at how silly it looks.

"What?" He asks,it sounding a little muffled through his teeth.

"You look silly with your guitar pick sticking out of your mouth like that." You respond with lots of giggles.

He takes the pick out of his mouth and grins, "That better?"

"Yes." You laugh again.

Niall smiles and looks down at the fingering you've done on the neck of the guitar. "That's wrong, it's supposed to be one fret down." Niall walks behind you and places his hand on yours, helping your finger position to become right. He then puts his other hand on your right hand and puts it on the right string that needs to be strum from. His pinky and ring finger wrap around your wrist as he pulls your hand down to make it pull down on the strings. "That's better." He says.

You feel your heart begin to pound in your chest at the feeling of his hands on yours and his chin right above your shoulder. This is becoming awkward in a way and you don't know what to do.

"Are you ok? I can feel your pulse through your wrist." Niall asks. You look down at his fingers wrapped around your small wrist and panic.

"I think I need a small break." You break away from Niall's grip and set your guitar down. You stand up and walk out the door of his living room into the kitchen. You walk over to the counter and set your elbows on the surface and hold your face in your hands. "Why do I have to like him so much?" You ask yourself. "I need to get a new guitar teacher, this is getting too hard. Why does Niall have to be so God damn cute?"

"You think I'm cute?" You hear Niall behind you. You spin around and freeze in panic. He heard you.

"I-I... Uhm- I..." Is all you can manage out. You avert his stare and try to find a way out of this mess.

"(Y/N), is that why your pulse was going crazy back there? Because I was so close?" He walks towards you as he says it.

"Well... I, uh, yeah..." You speak nervously and try very hard not to look at him, fearing you'll see a weirded out or disgusted look on his face.

"Babe, you don't need to be so nervous." You look up at him in surprise, he called you 'babe', "I like you too." His eyes lock on you as he takes his final step and is directly in front of you.

"You, you do?" A smile can't help but appear on your lips as a smile appears on his.

"Yeah... For a while..." Niall begins to trail off, he seems to be getting lost in his own words as he does in your eyes.

His hand suddenly appears by your cheek as he brushes away a stray peace of hair from your face. It then moves down to your waist and the other joins it on the other side. You feel his hands begin to pull you closer to him as your hands creep up his chest and wrap around his neck. He starts to lower his face to yours and you can't help but start to get close too. You start to get lost in his magnificent ocean blue eyes as your faces get closer and closer together.

It's coming, a kiss, and you know it. You want to put your lips on his so bad. You glance at his lips a few times, trying to give him the hint. Possibly he's getting the hint, you feel Niall's lips brush yours, teasing you. He finally stops and takes the move. His lips set on yours and you tighten your lips around his. His lips are so soft and gentle against yours. For a while you just stand there in his kitchen with your lips pressed together.

Niall pulls away and you stare into each other's eyes. You see the gentleness in his eyes and know he loves you. Truly loves you.