Niall Horan Imagines

Party

I laughed with Niall as we walked to the car, and everyone piled in; Niall, Liam and I sat in the back, and Harry and Louis were in the front. Zayn couldn't come because he was taking care of Perrie. She had come down with the flu.

"No, I think that's the medical marijuana, Niall," I smiled, trying to suppress my laugh. He hit me lightly on the shoulder and laughed.

"My stomach really does hurt, though," he told me. I nodded, looking at him as Harry started driving all of us home. The party had been great, but I was insanely tired. It had been a long day.

The car was slowly filled with silence, but Harry turned on the radio and "Home" by Phillip Phillips came on. We all sang along loudly, laughing at some of our lazy singing voices.

Niall's head rested on my shoulder as the song rang on.

"Is this okay?" he asked. I gave him a grunt of approval, and he wrapped his arms around my left arm. I giggled quietly.

"You're warm," he whispered while everyone else continued to sing.

"Thanks," I smiled, and we both looked at each other. I looked away after a few seconds because throughout the night, I had sensed that both of us had been flirting, and we both liked it. A blush came to my cheeks.

He laid there for the continuation of the car ride, which was about half an hour. As we approached Liam's and Louis' apartment, I felt his hands squeeze my arm lightly, and he wasn't asleep. When I didn't do anything, he squeezed harder, and my eyes widened. When the squeezing turned into massaging, my heart starting beating out of control.

"(Y/N)," he whispered close to my ear. Panic took over me for unknown reasons as we stopped in the driveway of their apartment. I got out too, and switched to the front seat, saying goodbye to the two.

"Why'd you move?" Harry asked me as I put my seatbelt on.

"I wanted to let Niall lay down and sleep," I lied. He kept looking at me. "Because his stomach hurts," I continued. He nodded and took me to my house, which was another 15 minutes away.

I felt Niall's fingers touch my neck through the bars of the headrest after a few minutes.

"What are you doing?" I asked. He moved my hair aside, and put two fingers to my neck.

"Just stay still," he instructed me quietly. I felt my heart pound again.

What was he doing to me?

His fingers remained there for a while, and I almost forgot they were there, but he eventually started caressing my throat, and I couldn't handle it.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, turning around in my seat. I let out a giggle when I saw the pout on his face at my harsh words.

"Nothing," he said, leaning back on his seat, and trying not to laugh. I rolled my eyes with a smile and turned back around in my seat.

We got to my house, but Harry had to park a little up the road because there were no other parking spots.

"I'll walk you up," Niall offered. I nodded. I got out of the car and started walking, not waiting for him to catch up.

We walked in silence, neither of us finding an interesting enough topic. I walked up to my small house, and a smile came to my face. I turned to face him as he put his hands in his pockets.

"I had a really good time," I said, smiling even wider. He looked up at me and gave me a small smile in return. "You alright?" I asked, stepping a little closer to him.

"Earlier, uh," he started. I swallowed and nodded him on. He looked up at me quickly.

"I really liked you and I thought you did too with all the flirting that happened tonight. I've wanted to tell you for a long time, but with everything in the car I don't think you like me back." He swallowed after his confession, and so did I.

"I-" My voice gave out, but I was going to say the same thing. I wanted to agree, but nothing came out. I watched the guilt in his eyes turn to disappointment quickly.

"Goodnight," he mumbled, walking away. A stab ran through my heart with a pang, and I immediately took off after him.

"Niall, wait," I called, reaching out to grab his hand. He turned back towards me with a cold stare, and I stopped.

"I just-" My stupid voice failed me again. I took in a deep breath and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him. He seemed surprised, and so was I, but I continued anyways. He quickly kissed me back.

After a few seconds, I realized that I was actually kissing him, and let go. I looked at him and smiled nervously. He did the same, releasing his hold on my waist.

"Goodnight, (Y/N)," he said, looking down and smiling to himself. He walked back down the sidewalk, and I finally caught my breath.

This is the best night of my life.

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