Niall Horan Imagines

Over the Ocean (Part Four)

You wake up to an empty room. Confused by your location, you slowly scanned the contents of the room. Men's clothes scattered the floor. "Crap," you thought to your self. You memories of last night were all a blur except that you had gone to a One Direction concert with Miriam. Miriam? Where was she? Standing to your feet you walked around the room looking for a clue. A note was taped to the door.

"(Y/n),

I hope you head is feeling better.

I have Miriam and we have gone to grab a bite to eat. We will be back in a few minutes. Please don't panick and just stay put.

-Niall"

Niall? Niall Horan? You must be dreaming. Running to the bathroom, you splashed the cold water across your face only to realize you were truly awake. A knock on the door caused you to jump. Peeping through the hole, you saw the familiar face of Miriam. "Thank goodness it's you," you said pulling her into a hug, "I was really confused." Grabbing your shoulders, a huge grin spread across Miriams face. "(Y/n). You may want to sit down for this." You sat down and she continued. "Last night you went to get a drink and Niall Horan hit you with the door in the stairwell. He brought you to his room and you fell asleep. I just had breakfast with him and Zayn. He brought you some food but he wanted me to come in first so you wouldn't be startled. "Very funny Miriam," you laughed. "NO Im serious," she whisper screamed. Just then someone knocked on the door. "Miriam. Is everything okay?" An Irish man asked. She was being serious. Your head began to throb again. "Okay. Just act chill. They are just people," she smiled as she walked to open the door. In walked Niall half smiling at you. A look of worry plastered on his face. "Hi love. How are you this morning?" He spoke softly. Miriam had left the room leaving you a little panicked. "I'm um okay. My head just hurts a little." "I'm really sorry about that. I brought you some food," he smiled holding up a bag and a cup of coffee. "This can't be happening," you whispered to yourself. "Is everything okay?" He asked looking worried again. "I don't really know," you admitted. "Can I help?" He asked. "Well let me put it this way. What seems like my whole life, I have dreamed of meeting you and now that your here it is absolutely not what I expected." Disappointed, he began to look at the ground. "I pictured you as some famous person but your just human. I like it alot. Human looks good on you," you chuckled. He looked at you and grinned. "Thanks," he laughed back. "You have gorgeous eyes," he shyly said. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks. "Niall. You don't have to be nice to me just because of s freak accident. You can send me back to my room and head on your way," you lightly said. "But I think I like you, (y/n)," he admitted. You were flustered and at a loss for words. Finally the words came back to you. "Why me?" You asked. "Well last night, you were talking in your sleep and I learned quite a bit about you." Oh no. Usually what you said in your sleep was rather embarrassing. "I'm so sorry for anything I said," you hung your head. "Why? You're like a poet when you spoke. You talked about how beautiful the thought of there being a tomorrow when you woke up was and how only you can give yourself happiness." Shocked at what you had said, you began to plag with your hands. Niall reached for your chin so your eyes met. "(Y/n). I really just want to kiss you right now," he said with courage. Before you could say another word, Niall leaned in connecting your lips. You didn't oblige. You felt a smile form upon his lips before he pulled away. His eyes were beautiful. As blue as the sea but as clear as the sky. You couldn't help but to look at them. He meet your eyes again and he kissed you again. The door swung open, leaving you two exposed. It was Zayn. "Oh uh sorry mate. Miriam just wanted to make sure that you were okay." "Oh uh yeah. I'm fine. I should probably go back to my room," you said turning to give Niall a small smile before walking out.