The Bucket List - A Niall Horan Story - Part 1 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/JorCJPaqYQ Annie hasn't had the easiest of starts to life. At 19 she found herself orphaned with only her step mum to guide her. But luck is on her side and after winning a substantial amount of money, now 29 she finds herself living in Putney having been unofficially been adopted by Mary and Bob. She's starting her life over and trying to complete her bucket list until an unexpected man enters her life.
This fic will be a year old next month, so in honour of that I'm editing it. My grammar was worse than it is now!
Niall One shots - Stay until the morning (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/Hou9EX9zON A collection on Niall Horan one shots and blurbs. Some contain smut and sexual references. These will be indicated with *** Some are just Niall fluff. https://www.tumblr.com/blog/niall-is-my-dream Follow me on tumblr. Em x
((for everyone who sent a request i swear I am working on them and all of them are in my drafts! for now, this is a wattpad request so i wanted to get it out the way :) i have not forgotten about u!))
They'll love you
y/n turned herself in the mirror over-examining every part of herself to make sure she was absolutely perfect for tonight. it was a party, but not just any party. her boyfriend niall, who she's been dating for eight months (give or take) invited her to celebrate the success of the 'Made in the A.M' album. she was pumped of course, getting to spend time with niall, who she really didn't see as often due to his busy work schedule was like a gift sent from heaven— that is until she realized she was meeting the rest of one direction.
it wasn't like she didn't want to, no, she thought nothing was better than getting to know the group of friends, family even, that niall spent most of his time with. the thing was that niall never was one for relationships; he was the only one in the band who wasn't with someone 24/7, and yes of course he had some short term relationships but they were all private and never got to the point of meeting the people in his life he values the most. that all changed with y/n, his world, his whole heart. when they hit their five month anniversary he took her straight to his family who showered her in love and affection, which she reciprocated almost immediately. she got along well with the whole horan household, even little theo who was now utterly attached to his new play mate, as he called it. she just fit in so well, even so much so that his dad told him she's for sure a keeper.
of course dating niall horan with you also being in the modeling industry was not something that everyone would bat their eyes at and look the other direction. everywhere you went cameras did too; soon the world knew about you and niall and honestly neither one of you cared. there were pictures of you holding hands, laughing, and even niall at one of your runway shows. soon that turned into rumors, then confirmation, which then turned into all the one direction boys on his ass about meeting the girl that made his cheeks grow bright red when she was brought up. they teased him about it, because that's just how they were but in the deepest parts of their hearts they all genuinely we're beyond happy that he finally was with someone that made him happy.
thus why they practically begged niall to bring you along to the party, which then led him to ask you one night in bed after you two had just calmed down from what you were sure was the best sex you ever had. you were hesitant, but nonetheless you agreed but now that the day was here you weren't so sure anymore.
niall was already dressed and downstairs waiting for you while you critiqued every inch of your outfit, fighting with your own mind on whether you should just call off everything and disapoint niall and the boys who were more excited to meet you than you thought. after ten minutes passed niall ran up the stairs to see what was going on, only to frown when he saw your helpless expression staring back at him in the mirror. "what's wrong babe?" he sighed, hugging you from behind and laying his head in the crook of your neck. you let out a deep breath relishing in the feeling and letting your fingers graze through the tips of his blonde hair "I'm just nervous..dont think I look good. I don't know" you whispered, not flinching when his lips made contact with your cheek. he hummed quietly "I think you beautiful love. wanna rip this dress right off you actually" niall, the very promiscuous man said with a smirk that only grew larger when you laughed rolling your eyes. he laughed along with you, making the conversation happier then added, "but seriously babe, your absolutely gorgeous. don't know why you're nervous.. they're so excited to meet ya and i know they'll love you." he finished, his irish accent ringing in your ears with reassurance.
next thing you knew you were partying the night away with a drunk niall by your side, sluring words together that even you couldn't understand due to how much alcohol was in his system. he held you close the whole night, not once letting you leave his grasp even when louis tried to get you to the dance floor. speaking of louis, the boys loved you. they saw the way you looked at him, even when he was being an idiot and drinking more than he could hold down. of course you tried to moderate his drinking (because God knows he's gonna be hung over and upset tomorrow) but with the boys talking to you and joking around you suddenly forgot the count of drinks he had taken.
"ready to go babe?" you shouted over the music once you noticed his slight tilt in the way he walked. he shook his head closing his eyes and letting his body move to the music "nooo, we haven't even partied yet" niall shouted, yet the lot of you were in a circle partying the night away. harry laughed taking another cup of beer away from niall and switching it with water to which he pouted at. "think it's time for y/n to take you home bro" liam said with a smile which then fell into embarrassment when everyone began to laugh. "not like that— gosh, you guys are gross!" liam laughed as louis held his stomach while he wheezed out a laugh. it really wasn't that funny but they were all drunk and childish so really, it was. you rolled your eyes laughing then began to steady niall seeing he was becoming dead weight on your shoulder. "okay we're gonna go now, bye guys, it was really nice meeting you all" you said with a genuine smile which they all happily returned.
the boys said their goodbyes while hugging both you and niall before harry came stumbling over to you along with the rest of the boys just as you were heading out with a much more sober niall (due to the water you basically made him chug down.) you shot him a confused look before he spoke up "can you actually drive us y/n? we're all way to drunk and our driver's caught up in traffic so he won't be here for another hour, sorry if we're bothering—" you cut his rambling off with a hand on his shoulder "it's alright. you guys all get in the back" you said, gesturing to your black mercedes amg off in the distance before adding "and don't ruin my seats" as they scurried off in a race to your car.
you knew this was gonna be a long night once they began to fight over what song to play and liam and louis couldn't seem to decided whether they wanted the windows up or down but you we're glad they liked you and accepted you as niall's girlfriend.
and they too we're glad niall had found himself someone so down to earth and nice as you.
the end! this was a request from my wattpad which you can go follow if you want (@harrysafternoon), i have a lot more oneshots there that gravitate more towards harry but I do have all the other boys on there too.
hope you liked it :) it's kinda rushed but i tried!
Hi hi! I was wondering if you could write a niall imagine about how the fans adore you and him together and one day you guys are out and about and show off some light pda and a fan captures the sweet moment and posts it all over Twitter and instagram and fans are going crazy about how cute you guys are? A lot of cutesy and fluff ☺️💕
hello, anon! super cute idea! this might be my favorite request yet :)
Public Display of Erection - N. Horan Imagine
You and Niall both concluded that self-isolation was truly a test of patience. Claustrophobia was Niall’s number one fear, and he did not willingly wedge himself in tight spaces often. But as the days passed on, his two-floor condo felt like it was shrinking by the minute. And with your job now placing you at home, your feet patting on the hardwood day and night was a tell that being locked inside was driving you to the edge. Even your dog, who you and Niall decided now needed a limit on walks, was whining to sniff the grass as if he had not seen the outside his entire life. In reality, his last stroll was only a few days ago. But you admit that on the inside, you were fighting the urge to break out just as much.
You reach down to scratch Leo behind his ear, temporarily distracting him from his want to leave the house. You turn to see Niall, watching the two of you with a small smile. His attention the golf match on the television was slowly waning at the view of the clear skies through his window. “You want to go for a quick walk?” You propose, Leo’s ears perking up at the last word.
“I thought you’d never ask.” Niall heaves himself up off the couch and walks to over to his tennis shoes, which were haphazardly lying near the door. Leo began spinning as you went to go retrieve his leash, and it made you let out a few giggles. He needed to get out just as much as you and Niall did.
As you two were walking around your neighborhood, you held onto the leashes handle, while your other hand was occupied with Niall’s, his fingers laced through yours. While you admired the greenery along with Leo (who needed to stop and sniff every inch of certain plants that caught his eye) Niall brought the back of your hand up to lay a kiss upon it. You turned to him and smiled lovingly, his piercing blue eyes distracting you from a flash in the distance.
“Can’t wait til’ the stores open back up. I can finally put a ring on this finger.” He announces proudly, making you flush red.
“Is that a promise?” You ask with a raise of your brows.
“I’ll give you the damn vows right now, petal. Might as well have a ceremony right here. Who knows how long we’ll be stuck together.” He remarks, letting your hand fall from his so his arm could pull you closer to his side. This elicits a small laugh from you.
“I’ve been stuck with you four years now, Horan. I think you can last another few months.” While you continue your stride, it comes to a halt seconds later when Niall spins you to face him. His hand takes ahold of yours, the leash still wrapped around it, and he is grateful Leo is mesmerized by another type of flower so he can’t tug you away.
“I’d wait a million years to see you walking down that aisle to me, princess.” Your faces were so close that Niall’s warm breath came in contact with your skin and made shivers light up your body. He leans in and gives you a kiss that you do not hesitate to return, and neither of you could wipe the smile off of your faces from that point. Niall clears his throat afterward and makes it a goal to stay behind you for a few moments.
“What are you doing?” You wonder aloud, as Niall stays as close behind you as possible.
“Nothing, don’t worry about it.” His behavior was unusual, but you decided to listen and not comment on it further. That was, until he got closer to your back, and wrapped his arms around your waist. Soon then, it was very clear as to what he was shielding.
“Oh my god. Do you have a–”
“Don’t say it.” Niall cuts you off, voice straining. You laugh a little louder than Niall wanted you to, so loud that one of your hands had to come up and muffle it.
“I can’t believe it! All I did was kiss you.” Bewildered, you continued moving down the sidewalk while Niall tried his absolute hardest (no pun intended) to get his friend down.
“It wasn’t that. I was thinking of how you’d look in your dress, hair all done up. And then what would happen after…” He admits the last part as a whisper in your ear. And although the thought was endearing, it also made you feel as bothersome as Niall was moments ago. It was easy to agree then that you both had walked enough for the day.
Throughout the rest of your ten-minute meander, you would turn to place a light peck on his shoulder, and lean into him further. Despite being outside in the midst of a worldwide panic, you two felt like you were still in your own little bubble. So much so, that the cameras in the distance were never seen by either of you once.
Later on, neither of you could hold back your scoffs of disbelief a few when the pictures were posted online and brought to your attention by twitter.
“I get that the fact that they love you and all, but does anyone really care about us kissing? I mean there’s a worldwide pandemic going on, last time I checked.” You comment with a shake of your head, scrolling through even more pictures. You thanked every deity that you at least looked decent during the walk.
“Apparently they do,” Niall replies as he brings his phone up in front of your eyes for you to peruse all of the responses to the light display of affection. Many hearts overtook the screen, as well as questions to when you both were finally going to get married. You two were not the only ones thinking about it. The responses that were solely strings of random letters made you laugh a little bit to yourself, like usual. In curiosity, you switched over to Instagram to find many fan accounts already reposting the photos with even more hearts and hashtags of how “goals” you two were. Some even went as far as to call you their “parents”, which slightly concerned you. But then you stumbled upon an array of photos where Niall failed to hide his growing affection for you, specifically in his jeans. And the whole scenario just sent you into another laughing fit, while Niall could only shake his head.
“At least they’re okay that it’s for me. I remember at the beginning being terrified that I’d be ripped to shreds for even talking to you,” Your words did not do well to console Niall and his red cheeks, though.
“Yeah, but then they realized how cute we are together,” Niall replies, sliding your body closer to his.
“You think we’re as cute as they say we are?” You lean your head down to rest on Niall’s shoulder, as he sets his phone aside, placing his now free hand back in yours.
“Absolutely! But that might also be because Leo was with us. You know nobody can resist his lil’ face.” Niall muses while Leo’s head perks up from his dog bed at the sound of his name.
“He should be the ring bearer. I’ve seen some videos of dogs doing that.” You suggest, Niall delivering your hand a squeeze.
“Already planning,” Niall murmurs, placing a kiss to your hair, “haven’t even popped the question yet, love.” He sounds shocked by how eager you are, but his smile against your temple is something you did not ignore.
“So? It can’t hurt to plan early, can it?” You ask, slouching down further until your head was resting comfortably in his lap. Both of you knew anyway that there was no way in hell Leo could be trained to do such a thing. If you tried, he would probably eat the rings before even making it down the aisle.
“I guess not.” Niall approves, bringing his hand to your tendrils splayed about on his sweatpants to fiddle with. “What would our song be?” He poses, making you tilt your head in contemplation. You hum to yourself for a moment, and as your lips opened to reply, Niall cut you off before a word was even said.
“Don’t say ‘Black and White’.” And when you close your mouth to huff, he can only laugh at you. “I love the song as much as you do, petal but when I said it was a tune for a wedding I didn’t mean ours.”
“Alright, what do you have in mind?” You fire back, crossing your arms over your chest, and giving Niall a smug look. For a moment, he stares off, flipping through the imaginary jukebox in his head. As soon as he sucks in a breath, your quick to make him bite his tongue.
“And nothing by The Eagles.” You point, which made Niall simply roll his eyes.
“I was gonna say, why don’t we get back to the song another day. Let’s move on to something else instead.” He suggests, as his hand travels down your side. You pay little attention to the small hug his hand gives your hip, and the obvious darkening of his eyes. You were too busy questioning him, “oh? Like what?”
At this, he moves his hand horizontally, to the inside of your thigh, a small smirk overcoming his face. While your eyes now take notice of his wandering hands, his gaze remains trained on your expression. His other hand, not currently occupied comes up to bump your chin and direct it to focus back on him.
“Oh,” you mutter in recognition, as he plants a soft, meaningful kiss to your lips. You slowly sit back up and situate yourself on his lap, bringing your arms up to link around his neck. You felt a lump forming below you, knowing his friend was returning. “Yeah, I like this much better.” You stagger out through shared kisses. The talking stops as Niall’s lips travel downward to your neck, and then even lower.
Who said you two couldn’t practice parts of the wedding either?
woah what a turn that took huh? if only there was a MASTERLIST with more stories like this….sigh
Niall would be the cutest boyfriend. Like he would do simple things, like fold your laundry, and when you loose your favorite earring in the carpet he would be on his hands and knees to find it saying every now and then "don't you worry baby, ill find yer pretty little diamond!" followed by some curse words, because he now regrets purchasing the shag carpet. Niall would also be incredibly cheesy, like when you comment about how beautiful the weather is in London today, he would retort with "Yes, but ya know who is even more beautiful?" He didn't bother continuing, because to him, you were a sight to behold. Niall would also adore picking out your outfits, no matter the occasion. His favorite is the sheer black sleeveless dress that you wear to dinner parties, or events with the band. It flattered every curve, and had a plunging neckline, which only resulted in Niall unable to keep his hands off you and whispering dirty phrases in your ear such as "Just wait until we get home, I'll have you bent over the bed, my huge cock ramming into your.." you would hold a finger to his lips to stop him from continuing. "I know just what yer pretty little pussy wants." he would whisper, causing you to squirm in your seat. Niall would also love to hear about your day. Every evening you would be greeted at the door with a cup of tea and a kiss from him. The two of you would sit on the deck, and talk about your day at work. When the sun would finally set, he would lead you upstairs to get ready for bed. And while you're falling asleep he would fill the silence with sweet nothing's about his beautiful girlfriend.
Imagine
“Taxi!” You holler, and miraculously, a small black cab pulls up. You hear Niall chuckle behind you as you get in. “You know they’re called cabs over here, right love?” You pout at him and hit him in the arm. “Hey, I’m new at this. Give me some credit.”
Niall chuckles again and turns to the driver and gives him the address, when suddenly you hear knocking on the window. Out of nowhere, dozens of screaming girls run up and start start pounding on the cab. You feel Niall stiffen beside you, and remember how claustrophobic he is, especially when crowds are involved. The cabbie (without much success) is trying to get the girls to move, but instead of leaving, the shrieking fans just seem to multiply. You see Niall’s hands ball into fists. You had never been this situation before, but you try to make your voice as soothing as possible. “Niall, baby, calm down. We’re safe in here, it’s okay.” Niall seems to relax, and you dig out your phone and call the restaurant you’ve just left. The manager picks up, and you ask if it would be okay for him to send out a few waiters to help clear a path. He agrees, and you hang up. As you put your phone into your purse, a fan climbs onto the trunk and starts pounding at the back window. You feel Niall start shaking. His face is expressionless and stiff, but you can tell he’s trying not to cry. You gently take his face in your hands and look deeply into his blue eyes. “Niall, baby, look at me, don’t look at them, focus on me. Breathe.” He obeys and starts breathing in and out quickly. You continue to speak to him soothingly. “Ni, just calm down, it’s gonna be okay.” Niall leans forward and buries his face in your neck, still breathing heavily. His arms snake around your waist and you copy him. You sit there holding each other while the waiters finally manage to clear a path for the cab. Once you start moving, Niall gently pulls away, brushing away some tears. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to that,” he whispers. “How did you stay so cool?” He asks.
“Cool?” You reply, “What gave you that idea? I was terrified!” Niall smiles at you, then gives one of his famous hugs. “I’m glad we can be terrified together,” he mumbles into your hair. “I’d rather be scared with you than be happy alone.” You burrow into his chest and feel yourself start to cry.
“Y/N? Babe? What’s wrong?” You sit up and wipe your tears away. “It’s just that, you had to go through this alone,” You whimper. “You didn’t have anyone to look after you, and that makes me sad.” Niall smiles again and presses his lips to yours in a perfect, sweet kiss. “I have you now,” he says after he pulls away. “And that’s all that matters.”
You finally arrive at his flat and hurry inside after paying the driver you both undress and dive into Niall’s huge comfy bed. He runs his hands lightly over your torso before wrapping his arms around you and kissing you on the temple. “Goodnight, babe.” He whispers. You fall asleep together, and stay entwined until morning.
