I breathed out shakily. Just thinking about the events that would take place that night scared the crap out of me.
Niall strode past my locker, smiling at one of his friends. He caught my eyes that had been locked onto him and smiled lightly at me, too.
"Have a good night," he called, making one of his friend's heads turn to meet my gaze. I looked away. Niall wasn't even close to noticing me, so why did he go through the trouble.
I pushed up my glasses and continued walking out the door and home. I jumped in the shower, seeing that I had four hours to get ready.
Prom was something that I had been dreaming of my entire life. I shouldn't have got my expectations so high, though. No one had asked me, and my only real friend was out of town.
I made sure I wouldn't starve, eating something small but sufficient. The dress I had rented was absolutely gorgeous (pic to the side).
I brought my hair up, putting it into a fancy do that kept together well, and then I applied some light makeup.
I was the girl who wore mostly the same thing everyday; jeans, a t-shirt, and a jacket if it was cold. My fashion sense didn't even really exist.
I had two hours until I needed to leave, so I watched some television and sat around nervously until it was time.
I slipped on my dress, loving the way it fit my body. I put on my contacts, putting my glasses away for that one night.
My mom drove me to the school, and I wave goodbye as I got out of the car.
I looked a lot different right then; I usually forgot the makeup, and my figure was basically nothing. The dress I had brought it out in all of the right ways.
I pushed open the doors, handing in my ticket and stepping into the already boiling room filled with sweaty teens looking for a useless hookup.
My eyes scanned the room for anything to do, and I decided on a drink. There was water and punch, but I would rather not have taken my chances. They could have spiked it with anything.
I sipped on my water, feeling like a completely different person. Usually I was quiet and awkward, standing in the corner of the room hoping no one would see me, but that night, I felt really good about myself. I put my drink down and stepped onto the dance floor, dancing with myself to upbeat song blaring out of the speakers across the room.
I was genuinely having fun, but I was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder.
I turned, only to be met by Niall. He cleaned up nicely, in fact, he was ravishing.
"Lauren?" he wondered. I blinked. He probably didn't even recognize me. I cocked a hip, following his eyes as they followed my movements.
"Yeah," I smiled, trying not to get too full of myself. If I felt up to it, and I did, I could do something I would regret later.
"I almost didn't know who you were," he chuckled, gesturing me to escape the constant hooting of the dancing figures around us. We stepped off the dance floor.
"And you can really dance, too," he said. I could hear him better now that we were isolated abit.
Wait, my mind snapped. This is Niall Horan. You like him. He's right there! I rushed to calm my sudden panic. I looked into his eyes as they met mine, feeling a little anxious.
"Your eyes are so beautiful. I've never really seen them. You hide under such shy smiles," he commented. Had he noticed?
"S-sorry," I stammered, staring at the ground.
"No, you just look so beautiful, and it's causing me to ramble," he chuckled. I felt his hand slip into mine, and my heart nearly exploded.
"Look at me, love," he ordered gently. I tried not to melt as I stared up at him.
"You look so perfect, and I need to do this," he breathed out. I furrowed my eyebrows, more than slightly confused.
Before I could utter a sound of question, he lowered his lips onto mine. I nearly jumped out of my skin, choking on nothing when he wrapped his arms around my waist to pull me closer.
The pure euphoria flooding through me at his touch overpowered my embarrassment, and I kissed back.
Needless to say, I had a pretty good night.
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