One Direction - One Shots (Collaborations)

Niall and Harry: I'm Yours

Niall and Harry: I’m Yours:

With @twizzla

            “Alright lads, lets finish this up quickly so we can go home. Five minutes ‘til action!” the director yelled though a megaphone. Niall sighed and finished buttoning up his shirt. He looked across the sandy beach to the vast blue sea. It was a beautiful day for filming their cover of I’m Yours originally by Jason Mraz. They had already finished filming their first number one hit What Makes You Beautiful earlier that week and were back at the same beach as before.

            “Here you go, sir.” Some lady with a headset on handed him his guitar.

            “Thanks love.” He replied and took the instrument into his shaking hands. As long as he would be famous, he could never get used to all the attention. He was so nervous that he would mess up; he never ventured out and did anything just for fun. Even the music video was making him nervous.

            “Damn it,” He cussed. His nervous fingers twisted one of the pedals too far and the sting snapped.

            “Hey Nialler,” Harry entered the tent with his shirt unbuttoned. Niall couldn’t help but stare, his abdomen was quite ripped.

            “Hey Haz,” He replied quickly and went back to tuning his guitar but his hands were shaking too much to pay attention to the sting he was trying to reattach. Harry went over to the cooler, and grabbed a water bottle. Niall tried not to look and pay attention to his guitar. The string snapped back on his hand making him cry out in pain. He tossed the string down in frustration.

            “Hey,” Harry came over to him and placed a hand, cold from the water on his shoulder. “Calm down.” He said with a smile. Niall looked up at him and sighed. Sunlight streamed through a crack in the tent, making Harry's eyes gleam, and his curls look softer.

            “I know sorry.” His breathing was getting heavy from Harry’s face being so close to his. He could feel the heat radiating off his chest and the soft hot breaths in his ear. Niall gulped and stepped away slightly, afraid of what he was thinking.

            “Here,” Harry bent down and picked up the fallen A- string. He handed it to Niall who immediately felt sparks fly up his arm when their fingers brushed. Niall trembled a bit, only this time it wasn't the nerves from the video shoot.

            ‘Thanks,” Niall managed to get out in a squeaky voice. “I’m just a bit nervous I guess,” he admitted, his voice cracking in mid-sentence.

            “We all are it’s a big deal. But you’ll do fine.” Harry reassured him. Niall was about to open his mouth to make another comment when the director interrupted him.

            “Sets ready? Alright lads, positions please.” The director yelled through his megaphone again. Harry shrugged and buttoned up his shirt.

            “Time to get this over with, I guess,” Niall said quietly to himself.

            “You’ll do fine, you always do.” Harry patted him on the shoulder and winked.  Niall gulped once again and smiled. He grabbed his shades from one of the tables, re-tuned his guitar by attaching the string in no time at all, and headed out of the tent.

            “Nice and easy, and can we please wrap this up before the sun sets? Alright, ACTION!” The director yelled after all of the guys had been seated around a picnic blanket. Niall began strumming his guitar and soon picked up the lyrics with Liam harmonizing in the background.