MORE THAN THIS
A Niall Horan Fancfiction
Chapter 1: Tonight's Sky
It took forever to get ready. Perfect outfit, perfect dress, perfect hair, perfect makeup...Ben would have freaked if he's seen you. But then again, Ben wouldn't be here tonight. It was your night out with the guys, with Louis (your cousin), Zayn, Harry, Liam, and Niall.
Louis had pulled up at 8:00 on the dot, hollering your name through the slightly open front door, honking the horn and waiting impatiently for you to float out in a pale blue casual dress, flip-flops, and sunglasses, even though the sun was by then slipping into the horizon, its orangy glow illuminating Louis' dark red convertible.
"Hey," you greeted him and Eleanor (his girlfriend) as you slid in the backseat.
"You look nice," he had remarked, Eleanor murmuring in agreement.
"Thanks," you said and all was quiet on the way to beach. It was the 4th of July and since the boys were on tour in America they all decided to see the fireworks for a change, you invited along. It was nice. You barely got to see Louis; as it is he would only be staying around for a few weeks.
After a few minutes, the silence had become unbearable and El had switched the radio on.
Immediately the familiar strains of "Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair makes me overwhelmed but when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell, you don't know, oh oh, you don't know your--" had come on, but before the song could finish Louis quickly changed the station.
"Not that song, again," he laughed playfully.
Before long, you had reached the beach.
It had seemed so enjoyable in the car but not so much right now. The loud popping noises and flashing colors of the fireworks were a bit annoying at the moment. Louis, Zayn, and Liam had brought their girlfriends, and Harry had met up with an old friend here so you and Niall were alone. But almost as soon as you set foot onto the sand girls on the beach recognized my companion, ignored me, and began squealing and shrieking at the prospect of seeing Niall Horan. And so they had come, each more beautiful than the next, asking for hugs and autographs, etc. So alone you sit, wiggling your toes in the sand as you watch Niall flirt and have fun with the flawless girls in flawless bikinis, who were simply perfect all around.
So much for fun.
You almost wish Ben, your overprotective boyfriend, were here. Almost, but not quite. Things had been weird the past month or so with Ben, ever since Louis had come to visit you in America, along with the other guys from One Direction in between concerts on tour. You aren't really sure whether you even really have feelings for Ben anymore. Sure, he's cute, but a bit too forceful and demanding at times.
You sigh, and try to concentrate on the flashing sparks lighting up tonight's sky, but you just aren't into it. You look sideways at Niall, still mingling among the fans. Oddly enough, you even feel a small twinge of....what is that? Jealousy? But that is ridiculous! Niall is like a brother to you. Nevertheless, you stagger to your feet and turn to leave, to walk back for Louis' car and listen to the radio maybe. Anything to get away from the wild shrieks of the girls prancing around Niall, who looked extremely handsome. Strange, you didn't think you should be noticing that.
But before you even take but two steps forward, a hand catches your elbow. It's Niall.
"Where are you going, (insert your name here)?" he asks. You avoid his eyes, looking past him at the waves crashing to the beach.
"Somewhere else," you reply, still not meeting his eyes.
Just at that moment the announcer blares on a megaphone loud enough to be heard miles around, "Ladies and gentlemen, and now for the grand finale!"
The silence is suddenly sliced in a million pieces by the tremendous popping noises from above.
"But I want to watch fireworks with you," he whispers, tugging slightly on your arm. You can't help but feel a little bit dizzy. He's standing so close and he smells like seawater and sunshine...
The fireworks pop up above loudly, but they don't seem to be very relevant at this moment.
Nervously, you take a step back, your foot sinking into the sand, but Niall just steps forward again, closing whatever space that is left between you.
"I...I want to watch them with you too," you murmur, so softly that you aren't even sure if he heard.
In answer, he presses his lips against yours. Surprised, you pull back slightly, but then decide otherwise. His lips are slightly rough, but gentle too. You are faintly aware of the fireworks above, of the waves crashing against the rocks, of all those other girls staring, but nothing seems to bother you.
For a split second you think of Ben, but then quickly let your attention move back to Niall. Who cares about Ben anyways? Nothing can ruin this perfect moment.
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