If You Told Me To; A Niall Horan Fanfic

“Morgan, can you zip me?” Ashley calls. “Yeah.” I reply making my way over to where she stands. I zip her dress up then fix the loose curl at the nap of her neck. “Thanks love.” She says turning around for make-up. Today was my eldest sister’s wedding. Let me tell you, wedding are quite boring in my opinion. Until the alcohol is available, that’s when the real party starts.

I slip on my tiny white dress and head over for make-up. They want me to cover up my tattoo, which is not going to happen, but they believe it will. “Ashley?” i whine. “What is your problem now?” she asks. “Do i have to cover up my tattoo?” i say. She ponders the thought a while. “Yeah you do.” she says. Well I wasn’t letting it get off that easy.

“Awh come on Ash please?” I say sticking my lower lip out in a pout. She looks at me rolling her eyes. Then she sighs. Break through! “Fine.” She huffs. The make up lady shakes her head at me. I smile back at her charmingly.

They finish on my make up then fix the few strands of hair. I slip my shoes on and wander off. Not watching where I’m going, I run into something. “Sorry mate! Didn’t see ya.” Someone says pulling me upright from my fall.

I come to face a medium height, blue eyed, drop dead gorgeous blonde. “Watch where you’re going next time.” I retort brushing off my dress and marching away from the boy. I didn’t even bother to turn and look at him, he was smirking and staring at my ass.

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I feel his eyes on me the whole time I walk down the isle on Liam’s arm. Even after we part I feel the blonde boy’s eyes burning into me. He was smirking like before. The whole way through he was looking at me up until Liam took my arm and ushered me away.

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They finally brought out the alcohol. “morgan, I don’t want you drinking everything you can get your hands on.” Ashley whispers. Before I could retort back, John whiskes her away. Beautiful couple they are, John was always the one to save me from my sister’s remarks about my drinking habits.

I finish one glass placing it on the platter the waiter was carrying and taking another. His eyes roam my body. I turn away discussed, running into someone again and spilling my beverage all over the front of them.

“Shit! I’m so- oh its you. I thought I told you to watch where you are going.” I say, eyes meeting those deep blue pools again. “I could say the same to you babe.” He says with a wink. I give him the finger, turning on my heels to walk away but lose my balance. I feel myself falling in slow motion.

A firm hand grabs my elbow, pulling me upright before i fall to the ground. “You just keep falling for me don’t you?” the blonde boy says to me smirking. He had a thick Irish accent. I give him the death glare reaching for another drink when the waiter passes. “I’m Niall by the way. Niall Horan.” he says extending his hand. “Don’t you think you’ve done enough damage already?” I say. Niall puts his hands up in self defense. “You were the one who kept bumping into me.” he says with that smirk plastered on his face.

I turn to walk to the open bar, my sanctuary. He follows. “Wait. I didn’t get your name.” He says tugging on my arm. “Morgan.” I say reaching for my drink. “Well Morgan, can i have the honor of a dance?” Niall asks. “Will you go away then?” I sigh. “Can’t promise anything.” He says with a wink, taking my hand and leading me out to the dance floor. Ashley gives me a strange look as Niall leads me past her and John. 

“Be nice!” she mouths at me. “Too late.” I mouth back. She knew how I was with guys. I’ll be honest, I wasn’t the best dancer but I was by far better that Niall. That boy didn’t know what to do, or he didn’t know how to properly dance with a girl and fast music. I place his hands on my hips, moving us to the beat of the music. Slowly he gets the hang of it. The song switches to a slow song so i being to walk off the dance floor, but Niall holds me there. “One more?” he asks.

I sigh, nodding. He pulls me a bit closer. My hands slip up to his shoulders, his around my waist. He spins me, around and around. I can’t help but feel a warm smile spread across my lips. Maybe he wasn’t so bad?

I feel hand push on my back, pushing me closer to Niall. I turn to find Ashley smiling at me. I move a bit closer, my hands snaking up around his neck instead of his shoulders. His hands slip to the small of my back. He looks down, gazing into my eyes with his deep blue pools. Smiling, he leans down kissing my cheek lightly as the song ends. But I didn’t want this to end. By the time I figure that out Niall has already found a new dance partner.