One Direction Imagines

Together (Niall)

A blue banner strung above the gym doors declared it 'The Night of Our Dreams'. So far I couldn't argue, it hadn't been half bad except for the fact that my date was in the bathroom kneeled over a toilet puking, having picked me up and already been drunk. And there I stood off to the side at my senior prom, only an hour left, my updo falling over my eyes and my dress sweaty do to the overly bright spot lights that lit the floor. Ok so maybe I lied, I was bored out of my mind. My feet ached, and my stomach grumbled (the meal that was provided was gross) I was hot and uncomfortable, I just wanted to go home.

I sighed, picking up my jacket and purse from where I had left them and took one last backward glance. Couples leaned on each other, slowly swaying to a quiet love song played by a local band. Glitter flittered this way and that through the room, giving the whole scene a dreamlike look. I chewed my bottom lip, contemplating the reasons why to stay, I could find none. With that I stepped into the cool night air, billions of stars lit up the dark sky. Then I remembered my date, and my ride, was in he bathroom puking his guts up. I groaned, collapsing into a nearby bench and let my face drop into my hands.

I'm not sure how long I sat before I felt a hand on my back where my dress was open. I jumped at the touch and came face to face with the adorable and quiet Niall Horan.

"Ohh... Sorry Tracy, I thought you were crying. I wanted to make sure you were uhh.. Okay." I smiled tightly, it felt nice for someone to care. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, unable to find any works for how I felt. "I'm okay." I finally whispered.

"The night kinda a letdown?" I nodded once again. "Yeah, same here."

I scooched over on the metal bench and patted the empty space beside me. His eyes met mine, and let me tell you, I had to remind myself to breath.

Come on Tracy...

In...

And out...

"You sure you're alright Tracy?" He looked conserned, his bottom lips tugged on by his teeth.

"Honestly? I'm a lot better now... Thank you for coming over here Niall."

He chuckled. "I've been out here pretty much all night, dancing isn't really my thing."

I laughed, relating completely. "Me too."

"Yeah? I wouldn't have really expected that from you. You seem like the dress up and dance type? I guess?" I shrugged.

"Not really."

"Well what if I danced with you?"

"You?"

"Yes.."

I smiled as he stood, offering me his hand which I gladly accepted.

"So... May I have this dance?"

"Of course," I laughed, he was trying to hard to be gentlemanly, but he came off extremely awkward. And adorable.

He pulled me in close to him, setting his hand on the small of my back. I gasped, and stumbled slightly over my too long dress. Niall caught me of course and led me toward the sidewalk the led up to the actual party. Music strained through the open doors and into to the cool night where we stood as he wrapped his other arm around my waist as I draped mine around his neck. Together we swayed to the slow beat, like those I had watched before. But I didn't have to watch anymore, because here I was living the dance, with Niall staring down at me. I smiled up at him before removing all the space between us as I laid my head against his shoulder, savoring every single step we took.

Together.