Play Me A Song Piano Girl (Niall Horan X Reader)

Chapter 1

I really wanted to go to the One Direction concert. But unfortunately I had to work. I worked at an Irish pub in New York called YE OLD BUBBLEY BEER. Nice right? It was pretty popular. I was a bar tender and a waitress. Working 7 days a week 10 hours a day. Depending on the day, I worked the day shift or night shift.

My friend was blowing up my phone with videos and photos of One Direction singing. All I could look for in those photos was him. Niall Horan. He was so gorgeous. I don't know why everyone loved Harry or Zayn. Niall could play guitar and he was amazing at giving the girls what he wanted. Nip Slips! I just wished people wouldn't hate on him. Without one there would be no One Direction. So Niall is valuable. His voice sounded like an angel and always brings tears to my eyes. Like MORE THAN THIS. 

That was his moment and it was wonderful. 

"Bzzz Bzzz."

I looked at my phone and it was (BFF/N) saying that the concert was over. I sighed.

I really wanted to go to that concert. I looked at the clock and saw it was midnight. The bar was closing. 

I started cleaning up. I collected my tips, after everyone had gone.

I looked at the piano that was in the center of the bar. I sat down on the bench and gently touched the keys. They were cold beneath my fingers.

I hit a note and then started playing Viva La Vida by Cold Play and then Bleeding Out by Imagine Dragons and then When I Was Your Man by Bruno Mars. Once I started playing I could never stop. 

I finished the last note to the song and started hearing clapping? I turned around and nearly fell off the bench. In my bar, clapping for me, was NIALL HORAN?!

"Uh. How long have you been here?" I asked nervously.
"Since Viva La Vida." He said smiling.
"That's a long time."
"I liked hearing you play. You are very talented." He said. His Accent was so sexy. Hearing it in person was even better.

"Thank you." I was blushing brightly now.
"Are you open?" He asked.
No we weren't.

"Yeah. I guess we are now. Is it just you?" I asked.
"Yeah just me."
"How was the concert?" I asked.
"Ahhh. So you're a fan. It was good actually. Not an easy gig." He replied.

"So what can I get you?" 
"I'll have a beer please."
"It's on me." I went to get him a drink.

My mind and heart was racing. Niall Horan. Niall Horan from One Direction was in my bar, ordering a drink! I was so happy I couldn't believe it!

"Here you  go." I handed it to him.
He sipped it. 

"Wow. That's good stuff." He said as he looked at me.

"Why didn't you go to the concert?" He asked.

"I had to work. Why did you come here?" I asked.

"Can't a guy have a drink?" 
"No. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I mean there's so many bars in New York!" I was so flustered. 

"No it's ok. I saw this place and thought, Hey this would be a cool place to get a drink. I was right." 

I was smiling so hard that my cheeks hurt. I probably looked creepy.

"Yeah I am a fan. I like your music." I said.
"Thanks. Hey I'm in New York for another week. I'll see if the boys want to come here."
"Oh that would be great!" I said. I was freaking out on the inside. One Direction in my bar would be a dream come true.

"What's your name?" He asked.
My name? Uhh. I had totally forgotten he was so gorgeous.

"I'm (Y/N) and it's an honor to have you in my bar."
He shook my hand. He was touching me! He was touching me! 
"It's nice to meet you (Y/N). Thanks." He smiled and winked at me.
He got up and headed towards the door.