Niall Horan Imagines

Touch (Request)

I was awoken by the shrill ring of my phone, and I reached onto my nightstand to answer it.

"Hello?" I asked, sounding so groggy I didn't even recognize my own voice.

"Cheyenne?" I heard someone ask. It took my foggy brain a few seconds to register who it was.

"Niall?" I wondered, suddenly very awake. He and I had gotten pretty close, and I liked him a lot. Suddenly, he just disappeared off the face of Earth. I hadn't seen or talked to him for a month.

"Yeah," he breathed out. I felt a smile dig into my cheeks.

"Oh my gosh, it's you," I laughed happily, running a hand through my hair.

"Yeah," he said again, sounding less excited. "I know this is weird, but can you come over?" I was taken aback by the question but also curious.

"Yeah, of course," I spoke, standing up and turning my light on so I could get dressed. It was three in the morning.

"What's wrong?" I asked him while trying to pull on some pants.

"I just haven't seen you in so long, and I think I've been on my own for quite a while, now," he explained, hesitating at first.

"Yeah," I smiled to myself, brushing my hair.

"I need the touch of another human." I furrowed my eyebrows at the phone.

"Okay, that sounded weird," he laughed. I let out a chortle, blushing but continuing anyway. A silence rang out between us, and I grabbed my keys.

"I need your touch," he breathed into the speaker. A shiver ran down my spine at his words. We had never kissed, but I had wanted to. We were so close to being together, but then he disappeared, and I really wanted to know why.

I drove to his house, pulling into the driveway and sitting there for a few seconds.

When I knocked on the door and he opened it, it looked like he couldn't even help himself. He grabbed my hand and buried me in his chest, hugging me tight.

"Hi," I giggled so close to him.

"I missed you," he whispered as we let go. I nodded, slipping off my shoes.

"Do you mind coming to bed with me? I couldn't sleep," he blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. I blushed with him, nodding.

"Sure." I slipped under the covers of his bed, feeling his warmth still lingering there. We faced each other on our sides, and I yawned.

I felt his hand find mine, and he ran his hand up my arm. He stopped at my neck, caressing my jaw and face. His eyes met mine, and he stopped, and I realized the amazing feeling it gave me went away.

"I'm sorry," he sighed, pulling away. "I feel so insane for doing this." I blinked a few times, running a hand through his hair and briefly looking at his lips.

"Well, maybe we're all a little insane when we're in love," I shrugged, pressing my lips to his.

And I guess he got a little more human contact than he wanted, but it was perfect for me.

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thanks to CheyenneWateridge for requesting this! I hope you liked it and sorry for the wait!

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it's scary to think that i can only post 200 parts in this book, but do you guys think I should make another one when that happens? I feel like no one would read it, but i could be wrong. I thought no one would read this book, so

Mel x