The Little Black Book of Imagines

Session 4: Niall Horan

Name: Horan, J Niall

D.O.B: 09/13/1993

P.O.B: Mullingar, County Westmeath, Ireland

Status: Single

Occ: Tutor

Habits: Nothing of consequence.

Physical: 2 bad knees.

Asset: Very well Read. Very well traveled.

Offer: To assist the team as a tour guide and with any information that does not involve modern person.

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This is my one hundred thousandth trip to this library. It's my favorite. It's been here for hundreds of years and is filled with knowledge, facts, fiction and life. I breath in the familiar scent of pine polish and dust, the homely, yet ironic, smell of what I love, books.

"Hi, Gladys. How's the hip?" I ask my favorite librarian. She never tells me to be quiet or lower my voice. She's also the closest thing I have to parents here in London. I stop and lean over the counter, kissing her cheek.

"Oh fine, deary and your knees?"

"Bett'r then ever since me surgery." I lie. Truth is I couldn't afford it. She smiles anyway. "Anything new in?" I ask peeking over the counter and onto the 'new' cart, finding it empty.

"Oh, I'm sorry love, nothing of the book variety." She leans forward and as a result so do I. "But we did get a new worker, just this morning." I smile because she's always trying to introduce me to women. One time she introduced me to one of her friends thinking I was into the cougar thing. I politely declined the offer, I'm hoping this isn't the same.

"Oh, now Gladys-"

"She's beautiful, pale skin and nice eyes. A bit of crazy hair for my liking, but aren't you kids into that sort of thing?" She describes.

"I don't think I'm up f'r dating anyone at the moment."

"Oh, posh." she dismisses me with a wave of her hand. "A nice Irish bloke like you, strutting around a library with new knees and ironed shirts." she says nearly out of breath. "If you don't get out there it's all going to waste on books and dusty shelves, Nialler."

I hang my head trying to figure out what I can say to get her to understand that I am not ready.

"She's young," she rushes. "and she's coming this way."

"Michelle, my dear, you've finished archiving quite early. Where have you been all my life?" She puts a hand to her chest as I turn around to follow her.

She stops directly in front of the most beautiful woman I've seen. In a tight skirt to her knees and a long sleeve white blouse, her feet tucked into high heeled shoes.

"Michelle, this is one of my favorite visitors," She smiles and walks over. Suddenly I feel conscious about everything. Do I smell? Do I have something in my teeth? Is there something on my shirt? Did I wear the right thing? What if I mess this up? Mess what up? You aren't going to do anything, she's out of your league.

A million questions run through my mind.

"Niall." she finishes her sentence. "Niall, this is Michelle. I was just telling you about her." She smiles at Gladys and then looks back to me, expectantly.

"Hi." is all I get out.

"Hi." Her cheeks fill her face and I can make out the faint hint of color underneath, despite the bright shade of her hair. She has an eyebrow piercing, something about a librarian with a face piercing is hot to me.

"Lovely meeting you." She smiles and extends her hand. I reach and shake and she pulls away after.

"If it's alright with you, I think I'll reshelve books in History." She then turns to me. "It's my favorite section." smiling she walks away.

"A fox that one is, I told you." I look away from Michelle and back to Glady's smiling like an idiot. Happy to have been right. "If you're looking for her she's in history, her favorite section. If I'm not mistaken it's yours too." she smiles walks back around the counter.

I aimlessly walk around the fiction section, the next few aisles over from History, until Glady's huffs behind the counter.

"Fine." I mouth to her.

Like a ninja I try to be stealth and unseen on my journey to her.

"Hi, Niall." Michelle turns to face me. The last few hopes of turning away before she turned around vanish into thin air.

"Hey."

"I'm so glad you finally made it over here. Now we can talk."

"Talk?" I am confused. Did she want to ask me out?

"Yes, upstairs in the private room, far left corner." She holds up two fingers. "Two minutes."

Is this how this works?

She walks away heading to the room. I follow her.

She turns into the room before I do. She closes the door behind me and draws the blinds.

In front of me sits an older woman her hair white and her hands folded on the table.

"I knew it." I say under my breath. "I'm sorry ma'am, I don't know what Glady's told you, but I'm not interested in dati-"

"Good, I have no interest in dating you." Her face unchanging. Her mood a no nonsense kind. "Have a seat, Mr Horan."

"What is this?" I try to back to the door to leave, but instead I hit Michelle.

"Sit down Niall she just wants to talk." I look back at the lady and then try to push my way pass her. She has me pinned against the table in seconds. Did she just get hotter to me, while simultaneously putting my balls in her purse?

Probably.

"Please sit. I don't want to hurt you." I look up as the lady regards everything coolly. Nodding, I relax in her grip, a sign of surrender.

"Mr.Horan we need your help." she starts. "We could use your knowledge and studies on everything. You read many books and are well traveled."

"What are you talking about? Do you need a tut'r?"

"I am offering you a job. You'll be able to pay for your surgery and much more." Then I really start to listen. My knees have been hurting me for weeks. I keep having to lie to my mom about having the surgery, not to mention everyone else.

"Be there at nine tomorrow." Michelle hands me a card with a time and an address.

The woman then stands to her feet and walks out of the door.

"See you later, Niall." I turn to watch Michelle follow her.

A decent job. I can finally get me knee surgery.

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So there's Niall!

Are you guys not liking this? Is it because of the lack of intimacy? A yay or nay would be helpful. I mean I won't stop writing these but I'd be more persistent with the smutty imagines.

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Long ass author's note.

Thank you for reading. I love you.

~Cassie ♡