Niall Horan Sexual Frustrations

New Year's Eve

"So this is how I'm ending the year..." you thought to yourself, listening in on your friend's conversation as you sipped on a rum and coke. She had invited you to go with her and her boyfriend to a house party thrown by her high school friend. Other than those two, you knew nobody there. Everyone seemed quite nice, but you felt really awkward and out of place.

Seeking something to entertain you, or at least to give you something to do, you reached into the pocket of your jeans for your phone, but realized you had left it in your purse. Politely excusing yourself from the conversation, you got up from your seat in the kitchen and made your way to the front door, where your purse was thrown haphazardly in a pile with other people's possessions.

As you knelt down and pulled your bag from the wreckage, someone came in the door. "Eehhyoooo!" They called out. You looked up to see a young guy closing the door and kicking off his sneakers. He had blonde hair, flattened down by a snap back. His eyes were a stunning shade of light blue, the kind that made you want to melt on the spot when they took notice of you. He looked down at you, cocking his eyebrow.

He was cute, and it was New Years Eve.

If there was ever a time to break out of your shell and strike up a conversation with an attractive guy, it was now. 

"Hi!"

You cursed yourself. This was your chance to say something witty and memorable, and you just mustered a bubbly little Hi. You were prepared to just give up, but he grinned at you, "Hello down there."

There was an eruption of shouts as people greeted him from the kitchen. 

"Niall!"

"Dude, Niall! Didn't know you were in town man!"

"Hey everyone! Nialler's here!"

The host, Justin, yelled out as he came barreling over and wrapped this guy, Niall apparently his name was, up in a bear hug. Justin noticed you as you stood up, phone in hand. "Niall, this is [Y/N]!" He said, moving beside you and lightly patting you on the back. "She's Sarah's friend. And [Y/N], this is Niall, he went to school with us." You smiled, "Nice to meet you!"

"Pleasure's all mine, [Y/N]." You felt your cheeks grow a little hot. Good grief his voice alone gave you heart palpitations. You took the opportunity to sneak back to the kitchen to join your friends, besides, you could tell Niall hadn't seen these friends in a while, and would probably want to catch up. As you walked away, you peered over your shoulder, and saw Niall staring at you as you made your way down the hall. He shot you a wink before quickly turning his attention back to his friend. You couldn't help but giggle.

Maybe the night wasn't going to be that bad after all.

3 HOURS LATER...

Throughout the night, you become acquainted with the majority of the guests, and they were all really fun and welcoming. Plus, the alcohol had started to kick in, so you had loosened up throughout the evening.

You had just finished a very hilarious game of Kings Cup, and were chugging what was left in your cup when you felt someone pinch your sides, making you squeal. You turned your head and saw Niall laughing at you. "Geez, arn't you ticklish?" You playfully smacked his arm, "You're such a jerk." He pulled you into a hug, "Don't say things like that [Y/N], it hurts my feelings." You squirmed as if to get out of his hug, but the truth is you quite liked it.

"Alright everyone, it's time for the Penguin Swim!" Justin called out. The thought made you grimace. The house was a few minutes' walk from the ocean, but in the middle of the winter you didn't feel any overwhelming desire to hop into any body of water.