Niall Horan fanfiction - one shot
The fall breeze started to settle in as I stepped outside. It was still only the beginning of September, but soon I would have to trade my shorts for jeans. Regardless, I wore a loose long-sleeve shirt and jean shorts as I made my way to the mall for some back to school shopping.
Being in university, my shopping list was light - some pens and notebooks, maybe some printer paper, and a few pencils. However, window shopping seemed like a great way to blow off some steam on my afternoon off from work.
I was in a small accessories store when the sound began - at first it sounded as though someone was being attacked, but soon the screaming turned into something more chaotic and excited than anything. I took two steps outside the front of the store to get a better look only to be faced with a mob coming straight for me. Instinctively, I dove against the wall only to find it opening - just my luck it was a door.
As I fell inside I heard the shuffling grow closer as the door was slammed shut almost immediately. The sounds and bright lights were just replaced by blackness. The sound of the screaming girls was muffled to dull background noise and instead replaced by the huffing of someones heavy breathes.
"Uhm, hello?" I called out nervously.
"Holy shit, you scared me!" I could feel his body tense in the tight space but was entirely distracted by the thick Irish accent that seemed to float through the air. "I thought I was the only one in here, I didn't even see you."
He grabbed his cell phone then and turned on the screen giving the small room a white glow to it.
"Well, it was kind of dark before you did that."
He chuckled and threw his head back ever so slightly. You can't help but smile when faced with a person whose laugh seems to be the only thing needed to light up a dark room.
Quickly, silence settled in and I began to feel the discomfort glaze over the two of us. I spoke up hoping to avoid any tension, "it looks like some sort of storage closet. Which begs the question of how the two of us ended up in here."
He was witty enough to catch on and began to explain his side of the story. "I was being chased by a mob of girls. I saw this door fly open so I jumped in. I just hope that my guards finally come back and find me. It will be kind of hard to miss the screaming girls, unless they are still running around looking for me. How did you wind up in here with me though?"
I began to reveal how I came to be in the closet - starting with my shopping and ending with my graceful fall through the door. He chuckled at the last part and I playfully shoved him, even though we had only known each other a couple minutes. I didn't want to let him know I knew who he was. And that I was a huge fan (and completely dying on the inside). You would think meeting a celebrity would make you into some lunatic (refer to the screaming girls just on the other side of the steel door) but I felt oddly calm around Niall.
"Do you think they can get in?" I asked gesturing towards the door as he set up the flashlight on his phone to light up the small closet.
"No I locked the door, so as long as that holds we should be good until the mob clears."
Twenty minutes of small talk had passed and there was no sign of rampage on the other side of the door. The heaviness of it must be muffling the sound. Regardless, I didn't want to stop talking with Niall. His thick accent and deep blue eyes killed me inside, and if I was a confident person I would have climbed him like a tree already.
He must have noticed my lip-biting as I watched him talk, because he stopped mid-sentence and looked me directly in the eye.
"You know who I am right?" I smiled shyly and nodded, almost feeling guilty for not telling him sooner. "It's okay. I'm used to it. I could just tell by the way you were looking at me." There was a long pause. "You don't feel like a stranger though."
Just then he smirked at me and it killed me inside. The pit in my stomach sent a shock down my body and goosebumps rose on my back. Niall inched closer as his usually loud tone turned into a whisper, "You know, there is a way that we could pass the time faster..."
His hand slid up the back of my shirt and grazed across my skin, sending shivers throughout me. "Mhm, and how can we do that?"
He leaned into my ear, so close I could feel the smile on his lips as his breath rushed on my skin. "I think you know exactly how I want to pass the time."
My breath caught then as he started lightly kissing down my neck, leaving the slightest bit of wetness in each spot. His hands dragged up my shirt and he wrapped my body tight against his. I couldn't help but moan and lean into his kiss. Wanting to beg for more, but holding onto the moment as if at any timehe would pull away.
I grabbed his face between both of my hands and leaned in until our lips met. The light kisses on my neck changed to an aggressive tug at my lips, nipping at them and sucking any chance he got. The urgency behind our lips had me pulling on his t-shirt, anxious to get it off - the thin piece of fabric creating too much space between the two of us. I needed his body against mine and I needed it now.
The pulling came from all angles - his lips, my shirt, his belt, my hair. The passion rose within the two of us until we couldn't handle the heat anymore.
He grabbed at both of my legs and picked me up with ease from the back of my thighs. as he pushed me against the back wall of the closet, using the weight of his body to pin me there. Before I knew it, both of our clothes were mindlessly thrown around us.
There were no words to describe what happened next. The level of passion and urgency we shared was something incomparable to any other experience. The sex was rough, hot, and so satisfying I could have died then and there.
After we had both finished, we scrambled to get our clothes back on (it seemed a lot more challenging than taking them off). Niall lightly kissed me on the forehead and without another word he slowly opened the door. Much to our surprise the hallway was entirely empty and quiet.
I walked out first to be sure, and as I was about to turn to say goodbye, Niall grabbed me by the arm and pulled me in for another long and powerful kiss. "We should do that again sometime." He said when we eventually pulled away.
"I would love that." I replied smiling, looking up at him.
He winked as he turned to walk towards the nearest exit where one of his guards seemed to have spotted him. I couldn't help but smile the entire way home. It was one chance meeting I would never forget.
