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Niall's Lilac Hair
Shradha Cheung Horan Hemmings
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The First Time...
Zayn:…he held your hand, he wondered if every one of your fingers had been sculpted to fit between every one of his. You had small, adorable little hands that he loved to play with. He loved to trace them, run his fingers between each dip and groove. As an artist, he thought the hands were the most beautiful part of the body. They could creature, cradle, nurture, destroy and they could love. But your hands were tender, they were the foundation with which he would build his life. He took your left one now, his thumb running across your knuckles. “Somethings missing,” he said softly, his eyes on your left ring finger. You followed his gaze with a smile on your lips. Something was missing indeed. He had taken over every part of you except for that little space just at the start of your ring finger. But there was no doubt that he would take over that too, because that’s what Zayn did. It was unintentional, but he was so full of life and love that everyone he touched was consumed with the dark eyed angel who lit up a room without even knowing. Just like he had completed you and had made all your impossible dreams come true.
Harry:…he got to hold you, really truly hold you he thought that maybe you had been built for each other. It wasn’t just a hug, no, it was the way you curved into him, your head on his chest and his hands around your waist. You were like two puzzle pieces who had finally linked up after trying to match with several other pieces. This was your groove, your niche, your home. “It’s like we were built for this,” you said against his chest, every inch of you pressed into every inch of him so that no air could slip between you. He knew what you were saying. It was like whatever divine providence was out there had taken the time to fit your arm perfectly around his waist and his hands to fit in the curve of your hip. You were marble statues, expertly coordinated to reflect each other. “I’ve never fit with someone before,” he murmured into the darkness, his eyes closed and his breath slowly evening out. “But I fit with you and it’s enough to know that I will never lie like this with someone again. You’ve completed me, my heart, and I am whole.”
Louis:…he got to kiss you, god damn. How did he even breath? He felt light headed, his hands barely cupping your cheeks as you pressed your soft lips to his. There wasn’t a word to describe this feeling, not yet. But all he knew was that he had never felt anything like this before but it was like coming home. He must have dreamed about you so often you had no choice but to come true. He felt like parts of him had come together and he was finally whole as your lips brushed his again once, twice, three times. “I’ve never believed in much,” he mumbled against your mouth, unable to tear away but unable to suppress the the words, “but I believe in you and I believe in what we are and that’s all I need for the rest of my life.” His fingers tangled in your hair, his mouth slanting over yours. If you asked Louis what he hoped for, believed in and loved, the answer would be you for each of them. You were his beginning and end, you were his moon and stars. You were endgame, and Louis was happily lost.
Nialll:…he told you he loved you, his hands and voice were trembling so bad he wondered how you understood what he said. But you see, this love wasn’t like the other loves. It made Niall wonder if he had ever truly loved anyone at all before you. No, he was sure he hadn’t as he lookd at you, eyes glossy and lips parted for a raged breath. No, he had never loved anyone the way he loved you and maybe that’s why it was so scary for him. “I-I love you,” he finally said, his accent thick and heavy, cracking at the wrong times but somehow that made it all the more perfect as his eyes looked into yours. The emotion he felt took over and he didn’t know if he looked weak or broken, he didn’t care. He needed to tell you that you were it. “I do, I’ve loved you from the start,” his voice was stronger, but he still shook as he finally pressed his fingers to your neck. “And I’m going to love you for the rest of my life because you have ruined me,” he said hotly, lips inches from yours. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Liam:…he bared your body to his eyes was a memory that he would carry forever. You were so scared, so shy, with shaking hands and gasping breaths that Liam wanted to swallow. You had been made of the purest porcelain, the most exotic tastes and smells. You had been made of stardust and diamonds, you were too much for this world and for him. He was only a man, but he swore in that moment you were ethereal, an angel. So he worshiped you, because that’s how you ought to be treated. With his mouth and hands, reverently, he kissed and touched every part of your body,his heart slamming into his ribs as he made you come undone. “So perfect,” he mumbled as you bloomed for him like a flower in spring. “So beautiful, so loved,” he said on a shudder. It was true, Liam had never felt like this about anyone before, but just as you opened for him, he opened for you. Mind, body, spirit, he opened himself up to you because you were too precious to keep out. You were light and he wanted to be filled with you.
