The Slow Hands Encounter (Niall Horan x reader)
Y/N has a rule: no music talk at concerts. She's there to escape her own life, not to be "Singer Y/N." Hiding in plain sight in the VIP lounge, she thinks she's succeeded-until a charming, familiar Irish accent cuts through the noise. "I know you," Niall Horan says, a sly grin playing on his lips. "And I have to say, your version of 'This Town' is criminally good." Thrown off guard, Y/N decides to throw his own lyrics back at him. "Well, it's getting kinda late, but do you wanna get away?" The challenge in her eyes is one he can't resist. Game on.