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OMG IM GLAF YOU STILL TAKEE REQUESTS!! SO I HAVE THIS SCENARIO WHERE Y/N is a famous singer and songwriter. She performs a brand-new love song at a major music festival. Niall is watching from the crowd and has no idea the song is about him. As the performance goes on, he slowly realizes that the lyrics are filled with personal details and inside jokes from their relationship. During the bridge, Y/N looks directly at Niall and sings a line that makes it obvious sheâs in love with him. THANKKYOUUUUUU!!!
Risk
confessing your love in front of 50,000 people has never felt so freeing.
Synopsis: You're performing a daytime set at Lollapalooza closing it off with a surprise love confession... to a guy you just met.
Tags: friends to lovers, fluff, music festival!
WC: 3.3k
CW: none!
A/N: GUESS WHO'S BAAAAACCCCKKKK!!! I really loved this request. I just saw 5SOS at lolla and it totally inspired me to finally finish this one! The song I chose was Risk by Gracie Abrams, I hope you enjoy anon! and I hope you all enjoy! Hopefully I'll get some more out soon but for now be fed! Sorry it's not smut but these two are just so cute in this one i can't take it i needed to go back to my roots and write some fluff and minor angst!
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Your senses are overwhelmed as youâre running around a massive stage, singing your heart out. Adrenaline rushes through you, and youâve never felt more alive. Playing a music festival this massive has been a dream ever since your music career kicked off. And now? Youâre performing a daytime set on one of the main stages of Lollapalooza Chicago.
Youâre on top of the world.
And youâre about to do one of the scariest things youâve ever done.
The final chord of what almost everyone else thinks is your final song of the set rings out, and you rush off stage for a moment to collect yourself, get handed your acoustic guitar, and, of course, build suspense. Your heart is racing, your hands are shaky. You almost chicken out and end it there. With a push from a stagehand, though, youâre walking back out onto the stage to a sea of people filling Grant Park to see you play.
Screams of surprised fans fill your ears as you walk up to the microphone stand at center stage. You clear your throat as you grab the mic.
âI know you all thought my set was over, but surprise! Iâm back, and Iâve actually got a new song I wanted to play for everyone if you guys wanna hear it?â
A roar of cheers erupts in the crowd, making their answer clear. You laugh a little, glancing over to the side stage, where you make eye contact with the reason for whatâs about to happen, and itâs like the entire festival just fades away.
Niall Horan. Looking far too perfect for this hot weather in his sleeveless top and shorts.
Heâs another singer-songwriter in the circle that youâve somewhat recently found yourself in. Being so busy with schedules, the two of you havenât had much time to interact in person, but youâve been messaging back and forth for months now. You actually just met in person for the first time right before your set. Heâs become one of the closest people in your life. And honestly? Youâve fallen for him. Hard. And a part of you thinks he has too⊠which is why youâre about to do something insanely stupid.
Niall gives you that big cheesy grin of his with two thumbs up like a supportive dad, bringing you back to reality. You smile back and quickly turn back to the crowd, who have just started settling down their cheers enough so you can speak again.
âI wrote this song a couple of months ago about someone whoâs become very important to me very quickly,â you begin to explain, adjusting your guitar strap as you continue.
âActually, um, that person is here today watching, and they have no idea this song is about them, so hopefully Iâm not about to fuck everything up.â
The crowd cheers again as you laugh nervously. This is it. Now or never. And youâre choosing now.
âAnyways, enough talking from me, um⊠this is a song I wrote called âRisk,â I hope you all enjoy.â
You start strumming the familiar chords on your guitar, trying to keep your nerves at bay. But you know you have to do this. You love this song. And youâre ready to take a risk.
âLook at me now
Said I wouldn't do it, but I hunted you down
Know you had a girl, but it didn't work out
Know you bought a house, but you had to move out andI
'm not proud
Guess I'm just scared of you shooting it down
You can just talk, and I'll stare at your mouth
It could be bad, but I wanna find out,â
As you sing the first verse, youâre sure that Niallâs figured out itâs about him already. I mean, the lyrics were so specific. When you two first met, he had just broken up with his long-term girlfriend. They lived together and everything. But as you risk a glance towards him, heâs just nodding along and listening to you play.
âAnd I wake up
In the middle of the night
With the light on
And I feel like I could die
'Cause you're not here
And it don't feel right
'Cause you're not hereâ
You feel like you could die right now, too, as you get to the chorus, but you push through. The crowd looks like theyâre loving it. You can see fans dancing along, and it makes you smile. They like it.
âGod, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met him
Watch this be the wrong thing
Classic
God, I'm jumping in the deep end
It's more fun to swim in
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna take itâ
As you go into the second verse, the crowd is having a blast. You feel more confident now, sure of your song and your own performance.
âIsn't it fun?
Thinking I'm right when I'm probably wrong
Holding my breath like I met someone
Knowing damn well that I haven't been touched by you
In my head
You're in the car and
You're coming to me and
You get to my door and
You can't even speak but
I think that it's sweet
Yeah, I think that you're sweetâ
When you glance at Niall again, he doesnât look as oblivious. His eyebrows are now furrowed, and heâs watching you intently, like heâs trying to solve a puzzle youâve laid out in front of him. And honestly, thatâs exactly what you did. You can only include so many inside details about your relationship before he starts getting suspicious.
You sing the pre-chorus and the chorus again, and this time around, the crowd is singing along a little bit, catching on to the words and the song's patterns. Youâre practically buzzing with adrenaline and nerves. Itâs a blast, but at the same time, youâre terrified for whatâs about to happen.
The bridge is probably your favorite part of the song. The part that means the most to you. At this point, you know thereâs no hiding what the song is truly about, so as you sing, you look directly over at the side stage, locking eyes with Niall and pouring all of the emotions youâve had bottled up into these words.
âI'm gonna bend 'til I break and
You'll be my favorite mistake
I wish you could hold me here, shakin'
You're the risk, I'm gonna take it
Why aren't you here in my bedroom?
Hopelessly boring without you
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"!â
It goes quieter after you sing âI love you,â just the sound of your guitar chords. You feel locked in Niallâs eyes. Heâs staring at you with such intensity, a clear understanding in his eyes. He knows youâre in love with him. Youâre terrified heâs about to walk away. You start singing the final pre-chorus, still looking at him, almost forgetting about the crowd in front of you.
âGod, I'm actually invested
Think I really want this
I'm not even kidding
No, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met yet
Wish that I was kidding
I'm not, and I hate itâ
Niall doesnât walk away, though. No, not at all. What does he do, then?
He smiles. Wide and proud.
You canât help but smile back at him, and it feels like your heart does a flip. You swear you even blush, but you know youâre already red from the heat.
Laughing a little into your mic at the start of the final chorus, you finally turn back towards the crowd and give them everything youâve got as you sing, watching them try to sing it back to you and dance along. You feel like youâve won a competition that didnât exist.Â
âGod, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met yet
Watch this be the wrong thing
Classic
God, I'm jumping in the deep end
It's more fun to swim in
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna take it
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
You're the risk, I'm gonna take itâ
The second the song stops, the crowd bursts into cheers and screams once more, clearly pleased with your new single. Youâre breathless and shaky as you bow, but you canât stop smiling.
You really just did that.
âThank you so much for having me, Lollapalooza! Itâs been a blast. Have a good night hearing some incredible artists!â
You say your goodbyes to the crowd and wave as you walk off stage. Youâre immediately rushed by stagehands taking your guitar and any cables from the in-ears and mic pack. More are already swarming on stage to get ready for the next artist. There are people everywhere, but you can only think of one.
Your eyes scan the crowd, but you canât see him anywhere. When youâre finally free of cables and stagehands, you go straight outside behind the stage, thinking heâd be there waiting for you⊠But heâs not.
You start to panic. Shit, maybe you did scare him off. It was too much too soon, just like you thought itâd be. Youâve just gone and ruined everything.
Workers are everywhere, and the next artist, whom you donât really know that well, is starting to get ready for their set. You quickly leave the scene, not wanting to be in the way, and honestly feeling completely embarrassed. You just poured your soul out on stage for Niall, and now heâs gone.
Could he really just disappear like that?
You go to catering next, maybe he was hungry? But looking around, you donât see him anywhere. Maybe he went to the artist lounge? Nope. No sign of him there either.
You pull out your phone â maybe you missed a text from him. You havenât even looked at it since before your set; thatâs a very strong possibility. When you look⊠Nothing. The last messages you had from him were moments before you two met up.
Heâs really gone.
You could call him. But if he just left like that, youâre probably the last person he wants to hear from right now. You sigh, pocketing your phone again. Maybe if you give him time, heâll talk to you again.
You head back towards your dressing room, deciding youâll just quickly change and try to enjoy the rest of the night on your own and wallow later. You head to your trailer, giving smiles and thanks to other artists and team members who congratulate you. It was incredible, yeah, but the one person you wanted to celebrate with is gone.
You step inside your trailer, defeated, barely looking up as you shut the door behind you. As you turn around, though, your heart leaps to your throat. Niall is sitting there, looking nervous, his foot tapping on the ground. When he hears the door shut, he stands up instantly, face lighting up as he walks towards you with arms wide open.
âHoly shit, y/n, you were incredible out there!!â He exclaims, enveloping you in a huge hug the second you two meet. You laugh, surprised, hugging him back. The smell of his cologne fills your senses â youâre shocked he smells so good after being at a music festival all day, and suddenly you realize how gross you must be right now.
âThanks, Ni,â you respond, smiling as you pull back a bit, âbut Iâm not sure you wanna be hugging me right now, Iâm soaked in sweat.â
Niall scoffs and shakes his head. âYou think I care about that? Let me hug the woman who just absolutely CRUSHED IT at Lollapalooza!!â
He pulls you in for another hug before you can protest, both of you laughing.
âI thought youâd left or something. I couldnât find you anywhere after I got off stage,â you say, pulling back to look at him. Niall laughs, scratching the back of his neck.
âWell, I was planning on waiting for ya, but all of the crew got super pushy and clearly didnât want me there, so I thought itâd be safer to just wait back here for you. Sorry, I didnât mean to scare youâŠâ
 When the two of you pull away, thereâs almost an awkward energy in the air. The elephant currently sitting between you two is humongous, and neither of you quite knows how to address it.Â
âSo⊠what did you think of my surprise at the end there?â You ask, choosing the roundabout way of addressing the situation.
âWhat do I think?? Iâm completely blown away. I mean, I had no clue you were gonna pull out a new song,â he says, talking very animatedly. âI havenât even heard that one, and youâve been sending me all the stuff youâve been working on for the new album. It was amazing.â
âWell, um, I guess I was a little more nervous about you hearing this one than the othersâŠâ You respond, pursing your lips and looking down for a moment, feeling that familiar nervousness in your chest once more, like a schoolgirl with a crush.Â
âYeah, well, I think I might know why,â Niall states, about to follow up with a question. But before any more words can even leave his mouth, you start talking, completely cutting him off.
âLook, I know you probably think Iâm insane for writing a song about you and performing it for the first time in front of thousands of people at a music festival, but I just couldnât get myself to send you the demo. And, like, I knew the only way Iâd be able to get the words out was through song, and I wanted a surprise for Lolla anyways, so I thought Iâd perform this, and knowing youâd be there pushed me to do it even more, but now Iâm like totally worried that I screwed everything up and youâre gonna stop talking to me-â
Your rambling goes on for far too long before you hear a small chuckle. Breaking you out of your state of minor panic and over-explanation, you look at Niall and see him suppressing a smile. Seeing that heâs finding amusement in what feels like your own personal hell, you huff and push his shoulder.
âHey, stop that! I just poured my heart out to you, and youâre standing here laughing at me?!â You exclaim, about ready to turn around and find water or something, and figure Niall out later.
âWait, wait, I didnât mean it like that, come back-â he interjects, reaching out for your wrist and pulling you back towards him so youâre standing right in front of him. That move alone is enough to make your heart start racing even more.
As you look up at him, he smiles down at you, softer than before. âSorry, I just⊠I think youâre cute getting yourself all worked up over this.â
His hand slides down from your wrist to your hand, giving it a squeeze before holding it.
âWell⊠is it true then?â He asks, looking a bit more nervous himself now. âWhat you just sang about, the words in your song⊠do you really feel that way about me?â
You swallow hard, knowing thereâs no way to hide from the truth now that youâve laid your feelings out in the open like that.Â
âItâs true. All of it. Every last word in that song, Iâve felt this way for months now. And I feel like Iâve been going insane, because god, we hadnât even met! I mean, how on earth could I have fallen so hard for someone Iâd never met in person? Iâve felt like a proper idiot.â
Niall chuckles, shaking his head, watching you intently. âWell, if youâre an idiot, then Iâm an even bigger one,â he says, reaching out with his free hand and tucking a strand of your hair, which is for sure a mess after that set, behind your ear. âBecause I think Iâve fallen just as hard, and I didnât have the guts to tell you first.â
His hand slides down and holds yours, now holding both of your hands in his as he speaks to you.
âY/n, no one in the world has ever made me feel the way you do. No one has written a song about me and then debuted it in front of tens of thousands of people at one of the biggest music festivals of the year. I am completely amazed by you, and so incredibly proud.â
His words are enough to make you start tearing up. Hearing nothing but praise and love from him after pouring your heart out is the best response you could have gotten. Without thinking much, your arms wrap around him as you hug him again, burying your face into his shoulder so he doesnât see your teary eyes. You feel his arms wrap around you instantly, tight and comforting as he holds you without question.
Once you feel calm enough not to burst into tears the second you look into his eyes, you pull back, just enough to look at him. Heâs smiling like a lovesick fool looking at you, like all of his dreams have just come true.
âSo⊠Are you still ready to take a risk on me?â Niall asks with a grin, one of his hands sliding up to cup your cheek. âThis is your last chance to back out and save yourself, because once youâre in, Iâm not letting you go.â
You find yourself laughing a bit, smiling as you nod your head and respond, âYouâre the risk, Iâm gonna take it, Niall.â
You glance down at his lips for a moment, and you feel him do the same. Like you two read each otherâs minds, you both lean in and kiss, and itâs like everything falls into place. Months of mysterious feelings and building up tension have all been leading to this moment. He pulls you close against him, and you wrap your arms around his neck, melting into him. He tastes like mint and sweat, and right now, youâre sure thatâs what heaven tastes like.Â
After a few moments of your lips melting with his, the two of you pull away, and youâre breathless, but not from performing this time. You smile at each other, both in awe that this is actually happening. But itâs real. So very real.
âIs it safe to call you my girlfriend now?â Niall asks, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your cheek like he just canât help himself.
âVery safe,â you respond, your cheeks hurting from smiling so much. âAs long as I get to call you my boyfriend.â
âNo complaints here,â Niall laughs, reaching down to grab your hand. He leans down and kisses you one more time before pulling back with a smirk.
âYou know,â he starts, his voice a low whisper, âIâm almost 100% sure that videos of you staring at me during your set are gonna go viral⊠fans for sure noticed. Dating rumors are gonna be starting already.â
You just laugh, shrugging as you start to pull the two of you out of your trailer, towards some of the areas reserved for artists. âOh, well. Let them start. They can assume all they want, all that matters is that we know whatâs real.â
Niall grins as he quickly walks with you, kissing your temple.
âThatâs my girl,â he says, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as you walk. âNow câmon, let's go get some drinks, thereâs some sets I wanna catch with you.â
OMG IM GLAF YOU STILL TAKEE REQUESTS!! SO I HAVE THIS SCENARIO WHERE Y/N is a famous singer and songwriter. She performs a brand-new love song at a major music festival. Niall is watching from the crowd and has no idea the song is about him. As the performance goes on, he slowly realizes that the lyrics are filled with personal details and inside jokes from their relationship. During the bridge, Y/N looks directly at Niall and sings a line that makes it obvious sheâs in love with him. THANKKYOUUUUUU!!!
Risk
confessing your love in front of 50,000 people has never felt so freeing.
Synopsis: You're performing a daytime set at Lollapalooza closing it off with a surprise love confession... to a guy you just met.
Tags: friends to lovers, fluff, music festival!
WC: 3.3k
CW: none!
A/N: GUESS WHO'S BAAAAACCCCKKKK!!! I really loved this request. I just saw 5SOS at lolla and it totally inspired me to finally finish this one! The song I chose was Risk by Gracie Abrams, I hope you enjoy anon! and I hope you all enjoy! Hopefully I'll get some more out soon but for now be fed! Sorry it's not smut but these two are just so cute in this one i can't take it i needed to go back to my roots and write some fluff and minor angst!
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Your senses are overwhelmed as youâre running around a massive stage, singing your heart out. Adrenaline rushes through you, and youâve never felt more alive. Playing a music festival this massive has been a dream ever since your music career kicked off. And now? Youâre performing a daytime set on one of the main stages of Lollapalooza Chicago.
Youâre on top of the world.
And youâre about to do one of the scariest things youâve ever done.
The final chord of what almost everyone else thinks is your final song of the set rings out, and you rush off stage for a moment to collect yourself, get handed your acoustic guitar, and, of course, build suspense. Your heart is racing, your hands are shaky. You almost chicken out and end it there. With a push from a stagehand, though, youâre walking back out onto the stage to a sea of people filling Grant Park to see you play.
Screams of surprised fans fill your ears as you walk up to the microphone stand at center stage. You clear your throat as you grab the mic.
âI know you all thought my set was over, but surprise! Iâm back, and Iâve actually got a new song I wanted to play for everyone if you guys wanna hear it?â
A roar of cheers erupts in the crowd, making their answer clear. You laugh a little, glancing over to the side stage, where you make eye contact with the reason for whatâs about to happen, and itâs like the entire festival just fades away.
Niall Horan. Looking far too perfect for this hot weather in his sleeveless top and shorts.
Heâs another singer-songwriter in the circle that youâve somewhat recently found yourself in. Being so busy with schedules, the two of you havenât had much time to interact in person, but youâve been messaging back and forth for months now. You actually just met in person for the first time right before your set. Heâs become one of the closest people in your life. And honestly? Youâve fallen for him. Hard. And a part of you thinks he has too⊠which is why youâre about to do something insanely stupid.
Niall gives you that big cheesy grin of his with two thumbs up like a supportive dad, bringing you back to reality. You smile back and quickly turn back to the crowd, who have just started settling down their cheers enough so you can speak again.
âI wrote this song a couple of months ago about someone whoâs become very important to me very quickly,â you begin to explain, adjusting your guitar strap as you continue.
âActually, um, that person is here today watching, and they have no idea this song is about them, so hopefully Iâm not about to fuck everything up.â
The crowd cheers again as you laugh nervously. This is it. Now or never. And youâre choosing now.
âAnyways, enough talking from me, um⊠this is a song I wrote called âRisk,â I hope you all enjoy.â
You start strumming the familiar chords on your guitar, trying to keep your nerves at bay. But you know you have to do this. You love this song. And youâre ready to take a risk.
âLook at me now
Said I wouldn't do it, but I hunted you down
Know you had a girl, but it didn't work out
Know you bought a house, but you had to move out andI
'm not proud
Guess I'm just scared of you shooting it down
You can just talk, and I'll stare at your mouth
It could be bad, but I wanna find out,â
As you sing the first verse, youâre sure that Niallâs figured out itâs about him already. I mean, the lyrics were so specific. When you two first met, he had just broken up with his long-term girlfriend. They lived together and everything. But as you risk a glance towards him, heâs just nodding along and listening to you play.
âAnd I wake up
In the middle of the night
With the light on
And I feel like I could die
'Cause you're not here
And it don't feel right
'Cause you're not hereâ
You feel like you could die right now, too, as you get to the chorus, but you push through. The crowd looks like theyâre loving it. You can see fans dancing along, and it makes you smile. They like it.
âGod, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met him
Watch this be the wrong thing
Classic
God, I'm jumping in the deep end
It's more fun to swim in
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna take itâ
As you go into the second verse, the crowd is having a blast. You feel more confident now, sure of your song and your own performance.
âIsn't it fun?
Thinking I'm right when I'm probably wrong
Holding my breath like I met someone
Knowing damn well that I haven't been touched by you
In my head
You're in the car and
You're coming to me and
You get to my door and
You can't even speak but
I think that it's sweet
Yeah, I think that you're sweetâ
When you glance at Niall again, he doesnât look as oblivious. His eyebrows are now furrowed, and heâs watching you intently, like heâs trying to solve a puzzle youâve laid out in front of him. And honestly, thatâs exactly what you did. You can only include so many inside details about your relationship before he starts getting suspicious.
You sing the pre-chorus and the chorus again, and this time around, the crowd is singing along a little bit, catching on to the words and the song's patterns. Youâre practically buzzing with adrenaline and nerves. Itâs a blast, but at the same time, youâre terrified for whatâs about to happen.
The bridge is probably your favorite part of the song. The part that means the most to you. At this point, you know thereâs no hiding what the song is truly about, so as you sing, you look directly over at the side stage, locking eyes with Niall and pouring all of the emotions youâve had bottled up into these words.
âI'm gonna bend 'til I break and
You'll be my favorite mistake
I wish you could hold me here, shakin'
You're the risk, I'm gonna take it
Why aren't you here in my bedroom?
Hopelessly boring without you
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"!â
It goes quieter after you sing âI love you,â just the sound of your guitar chords. You feel locked in Niallâs eyes. Heâs staring at you with such intensity, a clear understanding in his eyes. He knows youâre in love with him. Youâre terrified heâs about to walk away. You start singing the final pre-chorus, still looking at him, almost forgetting about the crowd in front of you.
âGod, I'm actually invested
Think I really want this
I'm not even kidding
No, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met yet
Wish that I was kidding
I'm not, and I hate itâ
Niall doesnât walk away, though. No, not at all. What does he do, then?
He smiles. Wide and proud.
You canât help but smile back at him, and it feels like your heart does a flip. You swear you even blush, but you know youâre already red from the heat.
Laughing a little into your mic at the start of the final chorus, you finally turn back towards the crowd and give them everything youâve got as you sing, watching them try to sing it back to you and dance along. You feel like youâve won a competition that didnât exist.Â
âGod, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met yet
Watch this be the wrong thing
Classic
God, I'm jumping in the deep end
It's more fun to swim in
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna take it
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
You're the risk, I'm gonna take itâ
The second the song stops, the crowd bursts into cheers and screams once more, clearly pleased with your new single. Youâre breathless and shaky as you bow, but you canât stop smiling.
You really just did that.
âThank you so much for having me, Lollapalooza! Itâs been a blast. Have a good night hearing some incredible artists!â
You say your goodbyes to the crowd and wave as you walk off stage. Youâre immediately rushed by stagehands taking your guitar and any cables from the in-ears and mic pack. More are already swarming on stage to get ready for the next artist. There are people everywhere, but you can only think of one.
Your eyes scan the crowd, but you canât see him anywhere. When youâre finally free of cables and stagehands, you go straight outside behind the stage, thinking heâd be there waiting for you⊠But heâs not.
You start to panic. Shit, maybe you did scare him off. It was too much too soon, just like you thought itâd be. Youâve just gone and ruined everything.
Workers are everywhere, and the next artist, whom you donât really know that well, is starting to get ready for their set. You quickly leave the scene, not wanting to be in the way, and honestly feeling completely embarrassed. You just poured your soul out on stage for Niall, and now heâs gone.
Could he really just disappear like that?
You go to catering next, maybe he was hungry? But looking around, you donât see him anywhere. Maybe he went to the artist lounge? Nope. No sign of him there either.
You pull out your phone â maybe you missed a text from him. You havenât even looked at it since before your set; thatâs a very strong possibility. When you look⊠Nothing. The last messages you had from him were moments before you two met up.
Heâs really gone.
You could call him. But if he just left like that, youâre probably the last person he wants to hear from right now. You sigh, pocketing your phone again. Maybe if you give him time, heâll talk to you again.
You head back towards your dressing room, deciding youâll just quickly change and try to enjoy the rest of the night on your own and wallow later. You head to your trailer, giving smiles and thanks to other artists and team members who congratulate you. It was incredible, yeah, but the one person you wanted to celebrate with is gone.
You step inside your trailer, defeated, barely looking up as you shut the door behind you. As you turn around, though, your heart leaps to your throat. Niall is sitting there, looking nervous, his foot tapping on the ground. When he hears the door shut, he stands up instantly, face lighting up as he walks towards you with arms wide open.
âHoly shit, y/n, you were incredible out there!!â He exclaims, enveloping you in a huge hug the second you two meet. You laugh, surprised, hugging him back. The smell of his cologne fills your senses â youâre shocked he smells so good after being at a music festival all day, and suddenly you realize how gross you must be right now.
âThanks, Ni,â you respond, smiling as you pull back a bit, âbut Iâm not sure you wanna be hugging me right now, Iâm soaked in sweat.â
Niall scoffs and shakes his head. âYou think I care about that? Let me hug the woman who just absolutely CRUSHED IT at Lollapalooza!!â
He pulls you in for another hug before you can protest, both of you laughing.
âI thought youâd left or something. I couldnât find you anywhere after I got off stage,â you say, pulling back to look at him. Niall laughs, scratching the back of his neck.
âWell, I was planning on waiting for ya, but all of the crew got super pushy and clearly didnât want me there, so I thought itâd be safer to just wait back here for you. Sorry, I didnât mean to scare youâŠâ
 When the two of you pull away, thereâs almost an awkward energy in the air. The elephant currently sitting between you two is humongous, and neither of you quite knows how to address it.Â
âSo⊠what did you think of my surprise at the end there?â You ask, choosing the roundabout way of addressing the situation.
âWhat do I think?? Iâm completely blown away. I mean, I had no clue you were gonna pull out a new song,â he says, talking very animatedly. âI havenât even heard that one, and youâve been sending me all the stuff youâve been working on for the new album. It was amazing.â
âWell, um, I guess I was a little more nervous about you hearing this one than the othersâŠâ You respond, pursing your lips and looking down for a moment, feeling that familiar nervousness in your chest once more, like a schoolgirl with a crush.Â
âYeah, well, I think I might know why,â Niall states, about to follow up with a question. But before any more words can even leave his mouth, you start talking, completely cutting him off.
âLook, I know you probably think Iâm insane for writing a song about you and performing it for the first time in front of thousands of people at a music festival, but I just couldnât get myself to send you the demo. And, like, I knew the only way Iâd be able to get the words out was through song, and I wanted a surprise for Lolla anyways, so I thought Iâd perform this, and knowing youâd be there pushed me to do it even more, but now Iâm like totally worried that I screwed everything up and youâre gonna stop talking to me-â
Your rambling goes on for far too long before you hear a small chuckle. Breaking you out of your state of minor panic and over-explanation, you look at Niall and see him suppressing a smile. Seeing that heâs finding amusement in what feels like your own personal hell, you huff and push his shoulder.
âHey, stop that! I just poured my heart out to you, and youâre standing here laughing at me?!â You exclaim, about ready to turn around and find water or something, and figure Niall out later.
âWait, wait, I didnât mean it like that, come back-â he interjects, reaching out for your wrist and pulling you back towards him so youâre standing right in front of him. That move alone is enough to make your heart start racing even more.
As you look up at him, he smiles down at you, softer than before. âSorry, I just⊠I think youâre cute getting yourself all worked up over this.â
His hand slides down from your wrist to your hand, giving it a squeeze before holding it.
âWell⊠is it true then?â He asks, looking a bit more nervous himself now. âWhat you just sang about, the words in your song⊠do you really feel that way about me?â
You swallow hard, knowing thereâs no way to hide from the truth now that youâve laid your feelings out in the open like that.Â
âItâs true. All of it. Every last word in that song, Iâve felt this way for months now. And I feel like Iâve been going insane, because god, we hadnât even met! I mean, how on earth could I have fallen so hard for someone Iâd never met in person? Iâve felt like a proper idiot.â
Niall chuckles, shaking his head, watching you intently. âWell, if youâre an idiot, then Iâm an even bigger one,â he says, reaching out with his free hand and tucking a strand of your hair, which is for sure a mess after that set, behind your ear. âBecause I think Iâve fallen just as hard, and I didnât have the guts to tell you first.â
His hand slides down and holds yours, now holding both of your hands in his as he speaks to you.
âY/n, no one in the world has ever made me feel the way you do. No one has written a song about me and then debuted it in front of tens of thousands of people at one of the biggest music festivals of the year. I am completely amazed by you, and so incredibly proud.â
His words are enough to make you start tearing up. Hearing nothing but praise and love from him after pouring your heart out is the best response you could have gotten. Without thinking much, your arms wrap around him as you hug him again, burying your face into his shoulder so he doesnât see your teary eyes. You feel his arms wrap around you instantly, tight and comforting as he holds you without question.
Once you feel calm enough not to burst into tears the second you look into his eyes, you pull back, just enough to look at him. Heâs smiling like a lovesick fool looking at you, like all of his dreams have just come true.
âSo⊠Are you still ready to take a risk on me?â Niall asks with a grin, one of his hands sliding up to cup your cheek. âThis is your last chance to back out and save yourself, because once youâre in, Iâm not letting you go.â
You find yourself laughing a bit, smiling as you nod your head and respond, âYouâre the risk, Iâm gonna take it, Niall.â
You glance down at his lips for a moment, and you feel him do the same. Like you two read each otherâs minds, you both lean in and kiss, and itâs like everything falls into place. Months of mysterious feelings and building up tension have all been leading to this moment. He pulls you close against him, and you wrap your arms around his neck, melting into him. He tastes like mint and sweat, and right now, youâre sure thatâs what heaven tastes like.Â
After a few moments of your lips melting with his, the two of you pull away, and youâre breathless, but not from performing this time. You smile at each other, both in awe that this is actually happening. But itâs real. So very real.
âIs it safe to call you my girlfriend now?â Niall asks, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your cheek like he just canât help himself.
âVery safe,â you respond, your cheeks hurting from smiling so much. âAs long as I get to call you my boyfriend.â
âNo complaints here,â Niall laughs, reaching down to grab your hand. He leans down and kisses you one more time before pulling back with a smirk.
âYou know,â he starts, his voice a low whisper, âIâm almost 100% sure that videos of you staring at me during your set are gonna go viral⊠fans for sure noticed. Dating rumors are gonna be starting already.â
You just laugh, shrugging as you start to pull the two of you out of your trailer, towards some of the areas reserved for artists. âOh, well. Let them start. They can assume all they want, all that matters is that we know whatâs real.â
Niall grins as he quickly walks with you, kissing your temple.
âThatâs my girl,â he says, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as you walk. âNow câmon, let's go get some drinks, thereâs some sets I wanna catch with you.â
OMG IM GLAF YOU STILL TAKEE REQUESTS!! SO I HAVE THIS SCENARIO WHERE Y/N is a famous singer and songwriter. She performs a brand-new love song at a major music festival. Niall is watching from the crowd and has no idea the song is about him. As the performance goes on, he slowly realizes that the lyrics are filled with personal details and inside jokes from their relationship. During the bridge, Y/N looks directly at Niall and sings a line that makes it obvious sheâs in love with him. THANKKYOUUUUUU!!!
Risk
confessing your love in front of 50,000 people has never felt so freeing.
Synopsis: You're performing a daytime set at Lollapalooza closing it off with a surprise love confession... to a guy you just met.
Tags: friends to lovers, fluff, music festival!
WC: 3.3k
CW: none!
A/N: GUESS WHO'S BAAAAACCCCKKKK!!! I really loved this request. I just saw 5SOS at lolla and it totally inspired me to finally finish this one! The song I chose was Risk by Gracie Abrams, I hope you enjoy anon! and I hope you all enjoy! Hopefully I'll get some more out soon but for now be fed! Sorry it's not smut but these two are just so cute in this one i can't take it i needed to go back to my roots and write some fluff and minor angst!
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Your senses are overwhelmed as youâre running around a massive stage, singing your heart out. Adrenaline rushes through you, and youâve never felt more alive. Playing a music festival this massive has been a dream ever since your music career kicked off. And now? Youâre performing a daytime set on one of the main stages of Lollapalooza Chicago.
Youâre on top of the world.
And youâre about to do one of the scariest things youâve ever done.
The final chord of what almost everyone else thinks is your final song of the set rings out, and you rush off stage for a moment to collect yourself, get handed your acoustic guitar, and, of course, build suspense. Your heart is racing, your hands are shaky. You almost chicken out and end it there. With a push from a stagehand, though, youâre walking back out onto the stage to a sea of people filling Grant Park to see you play.
Screams of surprised fans fill your ears as you walk up to the microphone stand at center stage. You clear your throat as you grab the mic.
âI know you all thought my set was over, but surprise! Iâm back, and Iâve actually got a new song I wanted to play for everyone if you guys wanna hear it?â
A roar of cheers erupts in the crowd, making their answer clear. You laugh a little, glancing over to the side stage, where you make eye contact with the reason for whatâs about to happen, and itâs like the entire festival just fades away.
Niall Horan. Looking far too perfect for this hot weather in his sleeveless top and shorts.
Heâs another singer-songwriter in the circle that youâve somewhat recently found yourself in. Being so busy with schedules, the two of you havenât had much time to interact in person, but youâve been messaging back and forth for months now. You actually just met in person for the first time right before your set. Heâs become one of the closest people in your life. And honestly? Youâve fallen for him. Hard. And a part of you thinks he has too⊠which is why youâre about to do something insanely stupid.
Niall gives you that big cheesy grin of his with two thumbs up like a supportive dad, bringing you back to reality. You smile back and quickly turn back to the crowd, who have just started settling down their cheers enough so you can speak again.
âI wrote this song a couple of months ago about someone whoâs become very important to me very quickly,â you begin to explain, adjusting your guitar strap as you continue.
âActually, um, that person is here today watching, and they have no idea this song is about them, so hopefully Iâm not about to fuck everything up.â
The crowd cheers again as you laugh nervously. This is it. Now or never. And youâre choosing now.
âAnyways, enough talking from me, um⊠this is a song I wrote called âRisk,â I hope you all enjoy.â
You start strumming the familiar chords on your guitar, trying to keep your nerves at bay. But you know you have to do this. You love this song. And youâre ready to take a risk.
âLook at me now
Said I wouldn't do it, but I hunted you down
Know you had a girl, but it didn't work out
Know you bought a house, but you had to move out andI
'm not proud
Guess I'm just scared of you shooting it down
You can just talk, and I'll stare at your mouth
It could be bad, but I wanna find out,â
As you sing the first verse, youâre sure that Niallâs figured out itâs about him already. I mean, the lyrics were so specific. When you two first met, he had just broken up with his long-term girlfriend. They lived together and everything. But as you risk a glance towards him, heâs just nodding along and listening to you play.
âAnd I wake up
In the middle of the night
With the light on
And I feel like I could die
'Cause you're not here
And it don't feel right
'Cause you're not hereâ
You feel like you could die right now, too, as you get to the chorus, but you push through. The crowd looks like theyâre loving it. You can see fans dancing along, and it makes you smile. They like it.
âGod, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met him
Watch this be the wrong thing
Classic
God, I'm jumping in the deep end
It's more fun to swim in
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna take itâ
As you go into the second verse, the crowd is having a blast. You feel more confident now, sure of your song and your own performance.
âIsn't it fun?
Thinking I'm right when I'm probably wrong
Holding my breath like I met someone
Knowing damn well that I haven't been touched by you
In my head
You're in the car and
You're coming to me and
You get to my door and
You can't even speak but
I think that it's sweet
Yeah, I think that you're sweetâ
When you glance at Niall again, he doesnât look as oblivious. His eyebrows are now furrowed, and heâs watching you intently, like heâs trying to solve a puzzle youâve laid out in front of him. And honestly, thatâs exactly what you did. You can only include so many inside details about your relationship before he starts getting suspicious.
You sing the pre-chorus and the chorus again, and this time around, the crowd is singing along a little bit, catching on to the words and the song's patterns. Youâre practically buzzing with adrenaline and nerves. Itâs a blast, but at the same time, youâre terrified for whatâs about to happen.
The bridge is probably your favorite part of the song. The part that means the most to you. At this point, you know thereâs no hiding what the song is truly about, so as you sing, you look directly over at the side stage, locking eyes with Niall and pouring all of the emotions youâve had bottled up into these words.
âI'm gonna bend 'til I break and
You'll be my favorite mistake
I wish you could hold me here, shakin'
You're the risk, I'm gonna take it
Why aren't you here in my bedroom?
Hopelessly boring without you
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"!â
It goes quieter after you sing âI love you,â just the sound of your guitar chords. You feel locked in Niallâs eyes. Heâs staring at you with such intensity, a clear understanding in his eyes. He knows youâre in love with him. Youâre terrified heâs about to walk away. You start singing the final pre-chorus, still looking at him, almost forgetting about the crowd in front of you.
âGod, I'm actually invested
Think I really want this
I'm not even kidding
No, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met yet
Wish that I was kidding
I'm not, and I hate itâ
Niall doesnât walk away, though. No, not at all. What does he do, then?
He smiles. Wide and proud.
You canât help but smile back at him, and it feels like your heart does a flip. You swear you even blush, but you know youâre already red from the heat.
Laughing a little into your mic at the start of the final chorus, you finally turn back towards the crowd and give them everything youâve got as you sing, watching them try to sing it back to you and dance along. You feel like youâve won a competition that didnât exist.Â
âGod, I'm actually invested
Haven't even met yet
Watch this be the wrong thing
Classic
God, I'm jumping in the deep end
It's more fun to swim in
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
I'm gonna take it
Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
Too soon to tell you "I love you"
You're the risk, I'm gonna take itâ
The second the song stops, the crowd bursts into cheers and screams once more, clearly pleased with your new single. Youâre breathless and shaky as you bow, but you canât stop smiling.
You really just did that.
âThank you so much for having me, Lollapalooza! Itâs been a blast. Have a good night hearing some incredible artists!â
You say your goodbyes to the crowd and wave as you walk off stage. Youâre immediately rushed by stagehands taking your guitar and any cables from the in-ears and mic pack. More are already swarming on stage to get ready for the next artist. There are people everywhere, but you can only think of one.
Your eyes scan the crowd, but you canât see him anywhere. When youâre finally free of cables and stagehands, you go straight outside behind the stage, thinking heâd be there waiting for you⊠But heâs not.
You start to panic. Shit, maybe you did scare him off. It was too much too soon, just like you thought itâd be. Youâve just gone and ruined everything.
Workers are everywhere, and the next artist, whom you donât really know that well, is starting to get ready for their set. You quickly leave the scene, not wanting to be in the way, and honestly feeling completely embarrassed. You just poured your soul out on stage for Niall, and now heâs gone.
Could he really just disappear like that?
You go to catering next, maybe he was hungry? But looking around, you donât see him anywhere. Maybe he went to the artist lounge? Nope. No sign of him there either.
You pull out your phone â maybe you missed a text from him. You havenât even looked at it since before your set; thatâs a very strong possibility. When you look⊠Nothing. The last messages you had from him were moments before you two met up.
Heâs really gone.
You could call him. But if he just left like that, youâre probably the last person he wants to hear from right now. You sigh, pocketing your phone again. Maybe if you give him time, heâll talk to you again.
You head back towards your dressing room, deciding youâll just quickly change and try to enjoy the rest of the night on your own and wallow later. You head to your trailer, giving smiles and thanks to other artists and team members who congratulate you. It was incredible, yeah, but the one person you wanted to celebrate with is gone.
You step inside your trailer, defeated, barely looking up as you shut the door behind you. As you turn around, though, your heart leaps to your throat. Niall is sitting there, looking nervous, his foot tapping on the ground. When he hears the door shut, he stands up instantly, face lighting up as he walks towards you with arms wide open.
âHoly shit, y/n, you were incredible out there!!â He exclaims, enveloping you in a huge hug the second you two meet. You laugh, surprised, hugging him back. The smell of his cologne fills your senses â youâre shocked he smells so good after being at a music festival all day, and suddenly you realize how gross you must be right now.
âThanks, Ni,â you respond, smiling as you pull back a bit, âbut Iâm not sure you wanna be hugging me right now, Iâm soaked in sweat.â
Niall scoffs and shakes his head. âYou think I care about that? Let me hug the woman who just absolutely CRUSHED IT at Lollapalooza!!â
He pulls you in for another hug before you can protest, both of you laughing.
âI thought youâd left or something. I couldnât find you anywhere after I got off stage,â you say, pulling back to look at him. Niall laughs, scratching the back of his neck.
âWell, I was planning on waiting for ya, but all of the crew got super pushy and clearly didnât want me there, so I thought itâd be safer to just wait back here for you. Sorry, I didnât mean to scare youâŠâ
 When the two of you pull away, thereâs almost an awkward energy in the air. The elephant currently sitting between you two is humongous, and neither of you quite knows how to address it.Â
âSo⊠what did you think of my surprise at the end there?â You ask, choosing the roundabout way of addressing the situation.
âWhat do I think?? Iâm completely blown away. I mean, I had no clue you were gonna pull out a new song,â he says, talking very animatedly. âI havenât even heard that one, and youâve been sending me all the stuff youâve been working on for the new album. It was amazing.â
âWell, um, I guess I was a little more nervous about you hearing this one than the othersâŠâ You respond, pursing your lips and looking down for a moment, feeling that familiar nervousness in your chest once more, like a schoolgirl with a crush.Â
âYeah, well, I think I might know why,â Niall states, about to follow up with a question. But before any more words can even leave his mouth, you start talking, completely cutting him off.
âLook, I know you probably think Iâm insane for writing a song about you and performing it for the first time in front of thousands of people at a music festival, but I just couldnât get myself to send you the demo. And, like, I knew the only way Iâd be able to get the words out was through song, and I wanted a surprise for Lolla anyways, so I thought Iâd perform this, and knowing youâd be there pushed me to do it even more, but now Iâm like totally worried that I screwed everything up and youâre gonna stop talking to me-â
Your rambling goes on for far too long before you hear a small chuckle. Breaking you out of your state of minor panic and over-explanation, you look at Niall and see him suppressing a smile. Seeing that heâs finding amusement in what feels like your own personal hell, you huff and push his shoulder.
âHey, stop that! I just poured my heart out to you, and youâre standing here laughing at me?!â You exclaim, about ready to turn around and find water or something, and figure Niall out later.
âWait, wait, I didnât mean it like that, come back-â he interjects, reaching out for your wrist and pulling you back towards him so youâre standing right in front of him. That move alone is enough to make your heart start racing even more.
As you look up at him, he smiles down at you, softer than before. âSorry, I just⊠I think youâre cute getting yourself all worked up over this.â
His hand slides down from your wrist to your hand, giving it a squeeze before holding it.
âWell⊠is it true then?â He asks, looking a bit more nervous himself now. âWhat you just sang about, the words in your song⊠do you really feel that way about me?â
You swallow hard, knowing thereâs no way to hide from the truth now that youâve laid your feelings out in the open like that.Â
âItâs true. All of it. Every last word in that song, Iâve felt this way for months now. And I feel like Iâve been going insane, because god, we hadnât even met! I mean, how on earth could I have fallen so hard for someone Iâd never met in person? Iâve felt like a proper idiot.â
Niall chuckles, shaking his head, watching you intently. âWell, if youâre an idiot, then Iâm an even bigger one,â he says, reaching out with his free hand and tucking a strand of your hair, which is for sure a mess after that set, behind your ear. âBecause I think Iâve fallen just as hard, and I didnât have the guts to tell you first.â
His hand slides down and holds yours, now holding both of your hands in his as he speaks to you.
âY/n, no one in the world has ever made me feel the way you do. No one has written a song about me and then debuted it in front of tens of thousands of people at one of the biggest music festivals of the year. I am completely amazed by you, and so incredibly proud.â
His words are enough to make you start tearing up. Hearing nothing but praise and love from him after pouring your heart out is the best response you could have gotten. Without thinking much, your arms wrap around him as you hug him again, burying your face into his shoulder so he doesnât see your teary eyes. You feel his arms wrap around you instantly, tight and comforting as he holds you without question.
Once you feel calm enough not to burst into tears the second you look into his eyes, you pull back, just enough to look at him. Heâs smiling like a lovesick fool looking at you, like all of his dreams have just come true.
âSo⊠Are you still ready to take a risk on me?â Niall asks with a grin, one of his hands sliding up to cup your cheek. âThis is your last chance to back out and save yourself, because once youâre in, Iâm not letting you go.â
You find yourself laughing a bit, smiling as you nod your head and respond, âYouâre the risk, Iâm gonna take it, Niall.â
You glance down at his lips for a moment, and you feel him do the same. Like you two read each otherâs minds, you both lean in and kiss, and itâs like everything falls into place. Months of mysterious feelings and building up tension have all been leading to this moment. He pulls you close against him, and you wrap your arms around his neck, melting into him. He tastes like mint and sweat, and right now, youâre sure thatâs what heaven tastes like.Â
After a few moments of your lips melting with his, the two of you pull away, and youâre breathless, but not from performing this time. You smile at each other, both in awe that this is actually happening. But itâs real. So very real.
âIs it safe to call you my girlfriend now?â Niall asks, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your cheek like he just canât help himself.
âVery safe,â you respond, your cheeks hurting from smiling so much. âAs long as I get to call you my boyfriend.â
âNo complaints here,â Niall laughs, reaching down to grab your hand. He leans down and kisses you one more time before pulling back with a smirk.
âYou know,â he starts, his voice a low whisper, âIâm almost 100% sure that videos of you staring at me during your set are gonna go viral⊠fans for sure noticed. Dating rumors are gonna be starting already.â
You just laugh, shrugging as you start to pull the two of you out of your trailer, towards some of the areas reserved for artists. âOh, well. Let them start. They can assume all they want, all that matters is that we know whatâs real.â
Niall grins as he quickly walks with you, kissing your temple.
âThatâs my girl,â he says, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as you walk. âNow câmon, let's go get some drinks, thereâs some sets I wanna catch with you.â
hiii!! i have seen you post in a few, how is everything?
omg i'm just now seeing this ask this is embarrassing....
HAI IM ALIVE AND WELL NOW LOLLLLL
had a crazy asf summer, lost my job and needed a break from writing because i did a TON in school last year but am feeling rejuvinated now and ready to post fics again!!!!
speaking of...
fic drop incoming in the next 10 minutes :D
anyways THANK YOU FOR CHECKING IN I'M DOING GOOD NOW!!!!
Sorry I've been so M.I.A. this summer! I kinda lost my job and that was a mess and have been trying to pick up the pieces but i'm more stable now!!! things are getting sorted out!!!
aaaaanyways who cares about that, we want fics!!! I'm currently working on a request i got this summer and will have it posted before the end of the weekend!!! (totally not because it's related to lollapalooza whaaaattttt!!!)
but yeah i miss everyone and i miss writing so here i am going again! I hope you all like this new one i think it's gonna be really good hehehe
OKAY THATS ALL FOR NOW BACK TO MY WRITING CAVE I GO!!!!
if i hear one more person ask niall who his dream dinner party guests are im gonna LOSE MY MINDDDD ASK ANY OTHER QUESTION LITERALLY. LIKE CMONNNNN
i think iâve watch so many interviews and radio shows with niall that thereâs no original questions left. i feel bad for niall having to act like theyâre all great when heâs answered them all a million times before. sometimes thereâll be a diamond in the rough thatâs good but most of them are the same old crap. let me interview him please iâd get the good questions done bc i already know everything else đ
omg hai! you caught me at a great time iâm bored at work. Yes i do!!! Iâm in a small writers block so i canât promise when iâll get to it, but hey, if you have a request of any kind send it my way! it might just be the thing to get me out of the block!!
i have a few half finished fics iâve been meaning to get to and publish. but iâd love requests! I have some alll the way back from kinktober still sitting⊠sorry about that yâall life happened⊠but i might get to those this summer. âŠor wait and save them for next kinktober. weâll see. sorry iâve rambled short answer YUH I TAKE REQUESTS SEND EMMMMM!!! MWAH!
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Hey could you write a fanfic where the character is trying to distract Niall when he is in the studio. Possibly 18+
Distracted.
you can't seem to control yourself watching your boyfriend try and work at the studio...
Synopsis: Niall brings you along to the studio while he works on his new album, but the heat between your thighs get the best of you, causing a distraction, so he pulls you into another room and helps take care of it.
Tags: boyfriend!Niall x reader, smut, oral (f receiving), slight nipple play, slight fingering, exhibitionism if you squint, sort of Dom Niall if you squint
WC: 3.3k
CW: smut!!!
A/N: oh god guys i'm so sorry this took me so long... i started writing this MONTHS ago. this request is from forever ago i feel so bad it took so long but i've been so drained creatively lately. this def isn't anywhere near my best work so i'm sorry if it doesn't live up to expectations but i just needed to get something out to clear my conscience. have fun with this one lovers, EMMA'S SMUT IS BACK!!! also srry if there's typos or things dont make sense i only read through it once and its so late im eepy but wanted to get this out okay bye
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You swear Niall has been working on this album for months nonstop. Almost every single day, heâs spending hours in the studio writing, working with producers, recording, and worst of all, spending time away from you.
Yeah, heâs invited you to go a couple of times, but to be honest, itâs pretty boring. You love seeing him in his element, of course you do, but listening to the exact same 10 seconds of a song over and over again makes you feel a little stir crazy.
âŠand because Niall has been so busy in the studio, itâs given you two less time to do⊠other thingsâŠ
To put it lightly, youâve become a bit desperate. Niall always comes home so tired after a long day in the studio, so you feel bad asking for anything from him, but the growing ache between your thighs has been consuming most of your thoughts lately. Youâve tried to relieve it yourself, but itâs the kind of ache that only Niall would be able to resolve.
Todayâs no different. Niall has another long day in the studio, and you decided to tag along.
Maybe that was a bad idea.
The entire time, youâve been sitting on the couch in the studio, watching him and his producer record the guitar for one of his new songs. Maybe it's because of how pent up youâve been, but you swear heâs teasing you on purpose.
Heâs wearing a simple grey t-shirt and white athletic shorts, but the way the clothes hang loosely off his frame makes you want to pull them off and touch what you know theyâre hiding. Sometimes, when heâs spread out sitting, you can see a faint outline of him between his thighs⊠something only youâd notice. But itâs not helping you. When he plays the guitar, his forearms and biceps flex a bit more than you feel is normal, nearly causing you to drool. His fingers glide over the strings in a way that makes your thighs clench. And the face he makes, god, that alone is almost enough to make you finish. His eyebrows furrow forward, eyes either focused on the guitar or shut in concentration, as he bites down on his lower lip. He looks so effortlessly hot, itâs taken all of your strength not to try and distract him for some attention. But a girl can only last so long before breakingâŠ
Okay, maybe you havenât been perfect and innocent. Youâve looked at him with your very best bedroom eyes, made innocent-seeming comments that only he knows have a deeper meaning, and purposefully pressed yourself against him when heâs gotten close enough. But none of that has gotten you your desired reaction. Heâs noticed, but just brushed you off with a stern glare. Itâs like youâre invisible.
Right now, Niallâs sitting on the opposite side of the couch from you, and heâs been recording the same riff over and over again, trying to get it perfect for the album. At this point, heâs played it so many times that youâre convinced that you could play it right. Youâre getting bored, but heâs only getting hotter.
Youâre sitting horizontally on the couch, your feet resting next to his thigh. Heâs saying something to his producer, something about how he wants the tone of the guitar shifted, when you decide you wanna have a little bit more fun. You inch your foot forward until your toe brushes his thigh, barely enough to be noticeable. It must not be enough, because Niall still hasnât even glanced your way. You poke him a bit more substantially, now full on trying to get his attention. Still, no reaction.
You dramatically sigh, sitting up more so youâre leaning towards him.
âBabeeeâŠâ You whine softly, quiet enough so it wonât disturb his conversation, but youâre still trying to get his attention. Your hand reaches out and rubs up and down his arm, squeezing his bicep to get him to look at you.Â
Itâs not until his producer finishes talking and turns back to the computer that he finally looks over at you, raising an eyebrow.
âYou alright, pet?â He asks, finally setting his guitar down for a minute, giving you some attention.
You huff, scooching yourself closer to him and shaking your head.
âNo. Iâm bored, NiâŠâ A pout grows on your lips, poking his thigh with your foot again.
âOh, bored, are ya? You were practically begging me to come with you this morning, and now youâre telling me youâre bored?â He says, a bemused smile growing on his face.
âI came because I miss youâŠâ You murmur, your fingers fiddling with the sleeve of his t-shirt. âIt feels like we never get any alone time anymoreâŠâ
Niallâs eyes lighten with realization, then darken with something else entirely.
âAh, so thatâs what this has all been about, huh?â His voice lowers, hushing it so only you can hear him, a knowing smirk on his face. âYouâve been all worked up, havenât you? Thatâs why youâve been distracting me all day â youâve gotten yourself hot nâ bothered, havenât you, pet?â
âNiall, shhh, someoneâs gonna hear you..!â you whisper, nudging him as your worried eyes look over towards his producer to make sure he didnât hear anything.
Niall just lets out a chuckle, shaking his head at you.
âTsk tsk, petal. Acting up while âm at work, weâll see about thatâŠâ he murmurs, standing up and taking your hand, pulling you up with him without giving you room to argue.
âHey, Iâm taking my girl out to eat real quick; sheâs a bit hungry.â Niall nods towards the door as he pulls you past your producer, who just gives the two of you a nod before going straight back to whatever heâs doing on the computer.
You look at Niall, confused, but he just drags you along, not saying a word. He pulls the two of you out of the studio and down the hallways a few doors down. He pushes open a door and leads you in, flicking on the light as he shuts and locks the door behind you. Itâs just a conference room, nothing special. Thereâs a large table in the center of the room with a dozen chairs surrounding it.
âNiall, what are you-â You begin to ask, but you get cut off as he suddenly grabs you and pulls you into him, his lips pressing into yours hard before you can even process whatâs going on, completely devouring you.
âThis is what you wanted, yeah?â He grovels between kisses, your lips trying to catch up with him. âWanted me to take care of you, yeah? Well, Iâm gonna take real good care of you now, pet.â
Heâs quick to pick you up, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist with a little squeak as he carries you. His lips never leave yours, like now that heâs started, he wonât be able to stop. Itâs all lips and tongue and teeth in a desperate mess as you two eat each other alive.Â
Youâre set down right on top of the conference table, Niall pulling you flush against him as he ruts his hips against yours. His groan is met with a moan of your own, and itâs clear heâs not taking his time.
And fuck, this desperation has been something youâve been aching for.
âMmm, Niall, pleaseâŠâ You canât help but whine against his lips already, the press of his hardening cock against you not nearly enough.
âHmm? You want something, princess?â He teasingly murmurs, slowly thrusting his hips up against yours. âYouâre gonna have to use your words, sweetheart. I canât read minds, yâknow.â
You whimper again, breaths coming out a little harder from just how desperate youâre feeling right now. âI want your cock, Niall⊠want it so bad, please. Want you to make me feel good with it.â
âGood girlâŠâ He hums in approval, starting to kiss along your jaw and down your neck, sucking and nipping at the skin.
Your hand moves down to rub over his bulge, but right when you finally get a chance to grasp it, his hand grabs your wrist and pulls your hand away. He has to take a deep breath to collect himself from even the slightest touch, his voice gruff when he speaks.
âNow, petal, did I say you could touch me there yet?â He says, his eyes dark as they look into yours, like a switch was hit the second you tried moving faster than he wanted.
You quickly shake your head, realizing your mistake. âN-No, you didnâtâŠâ
âThatâs right. Now what happens when you step out of line like that? Youâd normally get a bit of a punishment, wouldnât you?â He asks, though not really looking for an answer. âYou know, youâve already been a bit of a brat today. Donât act like I havenât noticed. Youâve been trying to distract me the whole time youâve been here. Iâve seen your eyes, the way youâve looked at me. And that little trick you tried when you pressed your rear against me, actinâ like you were reaching for something? I should just make you wait until weâre home.â
Your eyes widen at his âthreatâ, instantly shaking your head. âNo, no, please baby, Iâll be good, I promise, just please, I need you so bad right now. Donât make me wait,â You look up at him, nearly pouting with your panicked pleas.
Niall smiles at your instant begging, his hand coming up to cup your face, thumb brushing your lower lip. âNow, how could I say no to you when you beg so pretty?â He coos, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips.
Next thing you know, Niall is dropping to his knees in front of you, hands already working at the buttons of your jeans.
âWait, baby, what if someone walks in-? Or- or what if someone hears us?â You question, a slightly worried look on your face as you glance over to the door. The blinds to the window portion are shut, so no one can see in, but stillâŠ
âDonât worry about that. I locked the door when we came in. And hearing us? Well, youâre just gonna have to keep quiet, baby, arenât you?â He says with a smirk, looking up at you from the ground as he works his jeans down until they pool at your ankles. You swear, he never looks hotter than how he does on his knees for you. âŠor when youâre looking up at him from your knees. âŠor when heâs on top of you. âŠfuck, heâs just hot.
You knew you were soaked, but you really know you are when Niall sees for himself.
âOh, petal, look at you⊠soaked through your panties. Someone was really needy while I was recording, wasnât she?â His eyes are trained on your core, subconsciously licking his lips. You nod your head, almost wanting to clench your thighs, but Nialls hands hold them open as he leans in and starts leaving slow, wet kisses on your inner thighs. His hands massage your other thighs, squeezing the soft skin as he leaves a hickey or two, just turning you on even more.
He inhales through his nose deeply, nearly moaning as he exhales, his eyes dark and needy as he looks up at you. âGod, you smell so good⊠Need to taste this pretty pussy right now.â
Niall hooks his fingers under the sides of your panties and peels them down, now fully taking off your jeans with them and letting them fall forgotten onto the floor. Once theyâre off, he takes your ankles and places your feet on each of his shoulders, then using his hands to spread you open even more. Seeing your glistening folds on wide display for him, heâs instantly a goner. Your clit is practically throbbing with how badly it needs to be touched, causing you to whimper above him. âGod, youâre gorgeous⊠look you, all puffy and weeping for me. I could admire you forever.â
Niall leans in and licks one long stripe from your core up to your clit, making you mewl instantly. Your hand shoots to his hair, gripping it at the roots and keeping him down as his face quickly buries itself into you.
âGod, you taste so good⊠so fuckinâ incredible. I fuckinâ love your cuntâŠâ He murmurs against you before he fully occupies his tongue, eating you out like a man starved. You feel him everywhere at first, his tongue lapping up every bit of arousal on your lips thatâs been waiting for this very moment. Once heâs cleaned you up, his tongue becomes more focused. He circles around your clit, not quite touching it, teasing you in the way he knows drives you insane. You swear you can feel him smile against you when you squirm, giving in and finally pressing his tongue against your clit. You moan out at the sudden solid pressure, your hand quickly shooting up to cover your mouth, breathing heavily through it.
âNo no, donât cover it up, princess,â He says as his hand pulls your hand down, his head pulling back enough to look up at you. âYou either have to keep yourself quiet enough so people donât hear ya or let everyone know good Iâm makinâ ya feel.â
You nod your head, pursing your lips as you now focus on trying to keep quiet for him. But you canât lie, the idea of someone hearing you two doing something so scandalous turns you on even more.
Niall dives back in, his tongue going straight back to your clit, flicking over it rapidly. He dips down to your entrance, lapping up everything youâre giving him before going back to your clit, eyes looking up at you as he eats you alive.
It takes everything in you to keep quiet, the room filled with the sound of your heavy breaths and quiet whimpers, barely able to control yourself.
âOh god, yes baby⊠mhm, right there, oh my god⊠fuck..!â You canât stop the moan that slips out, louder than you intended it to be, but at this point, you canât do anything to stop it.Â
His hand reaches up to your chest, squeezing it before slipping under your bra, fingers quickly finding your nipple and flicking it at the same rhythm as his tongue. You almost cry out it feels so good, but you bite your lip in attempts to muffle it.
He continues his merciless rhythm, clearly enjoying your reactions based on the way his eyes light up every time a moan falls out, egging him on further. He feels your legs starting to quiver, knowing that means youâre getting close.
âI want you to tell me when youâre coming, pet, âkay? Wanna hear you come undoneâŠâ He murmurs, not moving his lips from your center. All you can do is nod your head in response, any real words of meaning long gone by now.
His tongue circles your entrance before pushing itself in, moaning a bit himself when he feels the way your walls clench. He prods in and out of you, unable to stop yourself from moaning softly every time, your tummy getting hot and fuzzy with your impending release.
âMmm, Niall⊠Niall, I canât⊠Iâm gonnaâŠâ The words tumble out, your whimpers becoming more insistent as you can barely take it anymore. Without warning, Niallâs lips latch onto your clit, sucking the sensitive bud and flicking it with his tongue as he quickly slips a finger inside of you, reaching the spongy spot deep inside of you, pushing you to your breaking point.
You physically cannot stop yourself from moaning out his name as your climax hits you all at once in a powerful wave, your body nearly shaking with the intense release. He pulls out his finger, letting his tongue take over. Your hips grind against his face sporadically, your hand just pushing his face impossibly closer to you. He moans as he cleans you up with his tongue, eagerly drinking up every last drop youâre giving him.
As your orgasm subsides, youâre panting as you try to catch your breath, face flushed and legs feeling like jello, slipping from his shoulder. He continues to lick at your cunt, more gently, now, helping you ride out the aftershocks.Â
After a minute, he finally pulls his head back, leaning his cheek against your thigh as he looks up at you, a proud smile on his mouth, which is glistening with your arousal.
âThat wasnât very quiet, now was it, princess?â He teasingly asks, giving your hip a small playful pinch before massaging it. You let out a small whine in response, shaking your head as you shut your eyes for a moment, a blissed out smile on your face.
âNo⊠âm sorryâŠâ You murmur, your eyes opening again to see him wiping his mouth on his arm before reaching over and grabbing your panties, starting to dress you again.
âWait, wait, what are you-â you instantly start complaining, almost closing your legs completely to stop him, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and frustration. âI thought we were- you said you were- we were gonna-â You stammer, clearly having expected more from this sudden encounter.
âNuh uh uh, princess, I never said anything like that,â he corrects you, tsking and shaking his head as he slips your panties on you, tapping your hip so you lift them up for him. âI said Iâd take care of ya. Never said nothing about you getting my cock. You asked for it, but you were also pretty bad all day today. I said you were gonna get a punishment, didnât I?â
Youâd basically forgotten about that, being so caught up in how good he was making you feel, thinking it was just the beginning of far more.
âWait, no, thatâs not fairâŠâ You pout, reluctantly letting him dress you again.
âNot fair? I think itâs perfectly fair,â he says, pushing himself up off the floor with the table, groaning a bit as his knees protest the past however long heâs been kneeling on the floor for you. âYouâll get it later when we go home tonight. Iâve still got another hour or two in the studio here, so youâre gonna have to be a good girl and wait patiently, otherwise your punishment will be more than just waiting, okay?â
Youâre frowning a bit, but you know any more protest for you will just prolong your aching need for his cock to fill you up even more, so you nod your head.
âGood,â Niall smiles softly, hands rubbing up and down your things as he stands in front of you. He leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips, and you can still taste a bit of yourself on him. âNow câmon, back to the studio. Iâll get ya some crisps and water, and you can take a nap on the sofa. Iâll wake ya when itâs time to go home.â
He helps you off the table, grabbing some disinfectant wipes sitting on another table in the room and wiping down the surface you two just completely disregarded. Before walking out with you, you see him adjusting his shorts, quickly tucking himself into the waistband to try and hide the prominent hard-on that he didnât get taken care of. You snicker a little bit, earning a glare from Niall.
âHey, you shut it, or youâre just gonna have to watch me take care of myself tonight and not even touch me.â Thereâs no real malice behind it, but itâs clear he means it, causing you to instantly shut up and nod.â...Good. Now come on, I think our little fun gave me an incredible idea for a song.â
Omygod I havent read a Niall fic in YEARS. Perhaps the last time was when they just freshly broke up but seeing this on the TL is giving me major flashbacks đ
now that i'm alive again, can i complain about how much the new character ai bot mode sucks? like i like the longer answers, yeah, but sometimes they're too long? and like they're a lot of nothing. its SO HARD to pry dialogue out of these bots. too much describing not enough doing!!! i hope they fix this soon because i do like some of the improvements but it's clear there's still a long way to go
Preview:
The man jumps at the sound of your clearly upset voice, nearly falling back out the window, but he catches himself. He quickly jumps to his feet, hands up like heâs been caught (which he has).
âHoly shit-! I didnât know anyone was up here, bloody hell!â He stammers, clearly panicked by your presence. âDonât hurt me, I was just trying to-â
He cuts himself off, his eyes going from your face, over to what your choice of weapon is.
And then heâs⊠almost laughing?
âOh⊠oh wow, youâre armed, you said?â He says through chuckles, and you notice a thick accent to his voice. âOh god, Iâm proper terrified of ya, Iâll tell you that.â He's being sarcastic. He's not scared of you in the slightest.
A/N: GUYS I'M ALIVE!! and i'm obsessed with the idea of Niall in a fantasy world so i've made a rapunzel inspired bot! have fun with this one lovers!!!
also just had the WORST exam season of my life but i'm hoping to be more active this summer! love y'all xx
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your girl is drowning in finals. i miss you all. i miss writing for fun. i have 50+ pages or essay and screenplays to write for my finals in the next two weeks. i might not make it out alive, remember me for my fire niall smut đđ
