Niall Horan Imagines

Lost (Request)

I finished freaking out, following the crowds out of the stadium. The One Direction concert had been utterly amazing, except for the fact that I had gone alone.

I tried to remember where I had come in, but it was so huge I found myself getting lost. I wandered around until I realized I would probably need to ask for some help. I groaned, seeing myself surrounded by virtually no one since I had spent a lot of my time trying to find my way back, in the darkening twilight.

"Hey!" I exclaimed, calling out to some guy walking towards the street. He stopped, turning towards me with a hat and sunglasses on. Within two seconds, I knew who it was. The hat, I had seen before, the clothes, he had been wearing onstage, and the way he walking was unlike anyone but Niall Horan.

"Yeah?" he called back, trying to make his voice deeper. I quickly walked up to him.

"I don't really know if you know your way around, but I can't find the parking lot," I said dumbly, blushing a little under the street lamp we were under.

"I-I," he stuttered, obviously really anxious to get out of there.

"Niall, I'm not gonna freak out," I chuckled, putting my hands in my jacket pockets. It was getting kind of cold.

"How did you know it was me?" he wondered, sliding off his sunglasses and turning the bill of his hat towards the back of his head.

"I'm not stupid," I shrugged like everyone else. "I mean, like I love you enough to know that it's you." I wanted to explode from embarrassment, but I wasn't gonna tackle him.

"You love me?" he laughed, grinning at me. I felt my cheeks burn, looking down.

"That's not what I meant," I sighed, hitting myself.

"Well, do you know what I mean?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him, pushing down my embarrassment.

"What?" I wondered, trying to get clarification.

"I mean to get your number." I stood dumbfounded for a second. "Hand it over," he smiled, holding out his hand. I pulled out my phone, hiding my bright smile. He typed in his number, and I gratefully took it from him, smiling.

"Thanks," I said, chewing on my lip.

"Oh! I forgot you were lost. Your cuteness distracted me," he chuckled to himself like it was normal or okay for him to say something like that out loud, at least.

I watched him dial a number on his phone, not being able to help think I would have to text that phone.

"Paul?" he spoke. I inhaled hopefully, a little tired and wanting to get home. But don't get me wrong, I was thoroughly enjoying my time next to Niall. 

"Yeah. Can you help a young lady find her car?" he asked, glancing at me. I smiled, thankful for the help. Paul came out, and Niall walked with us as we found my parking lot and my car.

"Thanks so much for helping me," I grinned, turning to look at him next to my car.

"Thanks for not screaming my name and tackling me on sight," he laughed, smiling widely. I inhaled the moment, wanting to put it on pause forever. I remembered that I had his number, and a spark of hope rose within me of seeing him again.

I beamed, opening my car and getting in. Before I could shut the door on the best five minutes of my life, he cleared his throat, gaining my attention.

"I didn't get your name, babe." I pushed away that last word so I could answer him properly, nodding.

"I'm Ireland," I spoke, making his smile return.

"That's something we have in common, then," he shrugged. I watched him lean over to whisper something in my ear.

"You'd better text that number real soon; you have no idea how many times I have to change it," he chuckled. Before he could pull away, I kissed his cheek, making my cheeks flush with red once more.

"I'll do that."

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