"Great show, really, great performance, great atmosphere, and a really great crowd. You know I've seen a lot of sold out shows here and been on both the audience end and tour manager end and to have a crowd that respectful is kind of a rarity," you say closing the door behind you, letting the noise of the screaming fans dull around you.
It was the last night of a sold out tour and you could tell that Niall had originally been a little bit nervous. World famous venue, sold out, tour closer, a lot went into this night and he wanted to make sure everyone was happy. That was him, always caring about everyone else, even the "nobodies" behind the scenes that most artists ignore, like you, the tour manager.
"Thank you! It really felt like a good show, I feel really good about that closer," he says exasperated, making his way to the vanity chair in the dressing room. "Last nights are hard for me. I always want to end the tour on the highest note possible," leaning back in his chair he reaches both of his arms above his head and interlocks his fingers.
"Well I'd say you accomplished that." You say cheerfully and begin packing up your bags.
That was that. The same routine every night of tour. You speak about the show beforehand, go over the game plan, he does the show, you give him some thumbs ups during songs, the show ends, you sing his praises, and go on with your night. This would be the last time, until he plans another tour which knowing him would be a couple of years.
"Listen, before you go… well never mind," you zip your backpack up and stand straight to look at him, cocking your eyebrow. "I was just going to ask how you were feeling about tour ending and everything. I know for me it's a big change and I wanted to vent a little bit but I know you have better things to do,"
"No, no, no. I agree, it is a huge change, Niall. Don't be embarrassed about wanting to talk about it with someone that understands the experience." You cross the room to sit on the couch, leaning back and resting your feet gently on the table.
Niall smiles softly. "Thank you," he moves to sit beside you, "you know, I don't talk about it a lot but all of the changes that happen as a musician, the different phases of life that I go through in such a short time period, the demand of me…" he trails off. "It takes a lot out of me and truthfully I have a lot of anxiety surrounding it and it's lonely. I know, Mr rich and famous over here complai-"
"No." You cut him off, placing your hand on his knee. "Don't diminish your feelings," he places his hand on top of yours and you see him differently, you're knowing him now as Niall the person, not just Niall the musician. His eyes meet yours, and you both pause for a beat. Hand on hand, gaze meeting gaze, breathing the same air, and you swear he leans in just a bit but before you can process what's going on a knock on the door jolts him up.
"Hey Niall we're ready whenever you are," his driver says letting himself in.
"Oh of course, I'll be right there!" Niall says awkwardly, moving for the doorway, leaving you alone in his room with nothing but your thoughts and anxiety.
Sitting on the sofa, helping yourself to a soda from his mini fridge (someone has to drink it) you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. A text from an unknown number reading thank you xx sits on your home screen.
At his parents house and your home alone in his bedroom and your having sex and you hear his parents and little brother come home and you both want to finish so niall fucks you so hard with his hand over your mouth so you don’t make a noise and after you’ve finished and quickly cleaned up his brother bursts in his room and shows u his new toys
WARNINGS: smut, slight choking, good girl kink. rougher sex. unprotected sex. kid walking in on you. So curse words. I think that's it.
"Right there, Niall. Oh my God!" You head fell back as Niall pounded into you.
You were currently staying at his mom and step-dad's house and they went out with Niall's step-brother to go to shopping. You had opted to stay back, especially when Niall's hand ran up your leg as you were being asked if you wanted to come along. Maura knew you wanted to be alone together, but offered anyway.
You had not had sex in almost a week and were practically touch-starved. So now, Niall was on top of you, pounding into you hard after he had just made you cum from eating you out.
Your nails were digging into his back as his cock reached further into your walls. "Yeah. So wet f'me, good girl. Know ya can take m'cock," he said.
"Fuck," you screamed when he started pounding hard into you.
Just then, you heard the front door open and voices talking below. Your eyes got wide and Niall cursed under his breath.
"Don't stop," you whispered in his ear, wrapping your legs around him to push him further into you. "Please don't stop. I need to-need to cum."
"I'm not stopping baby. I gotta finish too. Haven't been in you in a bit," Niall said, choking you a bit as he sped up his hips.
You squeeled loudly as he wrapped his hand harder around your neck.
"Shh. Gotta be quiet, baby," Niall moved his hand from your neck to your mouth, covering your noises he knew was coming. Meanwhile, he was pounding his hips harder into you by the second.
"It feels so good," you said, muffled.
"I know baby. I know, but ya can't be loud, ok?"
You nodded as your eyes watered. Niall pulled all the way out of you only to push himself all the way back in hard.
You moaned and Niall covered your mouth even harder. "I told ya, ya have to be quiet."
"Sorry," you practically cried out. "Just please make me cum." Of course all of this was muffled but Niall knew what you needed anyway.
His other hand reached down to rub your clit. Niall's cock was still moving in and out of you hard and you felt yourself clenching as his thumb touched your bud.
You whimpered as his thumb moved faster. You felt your high approaching and you know it was going to be good since you had been deprived of one for a week.
"Come on, pretty girl. Know ya can cum f'me," Niall encouraged you.
You nodded and whimpered as your leg shook around him.
"There ya go," he smiled. His cock was hitting your g-spot now and you wanted to scream out so bad, but you couldn't. "C'mon baby."
You felt the good type of burning in your lower stomach and knew you were about to cum hard. "Niall," you moaned out muffled.
"My pretty girl. Gonna cum on m'cock hmm? I'm right there with ya," Niall said.
You whined and when Niall saw your eyes roll back, he smiled. You shook as you came, hard. You tried to scream and moan, but Niall's hand was on your mouth that you could barely hear it.
As you finally had your orgasm, Niall spilled right into you quickly after. "Fuck," he panted. He took his hand off your mouth and pulled out of you. "Fuck. That was good."
"I wish it could have lasted longer," you pouted, sitting up on your elbows as he got up to get a towel.
"I know. Me too, but my family came home. Don't think that would've been a good idea," he chuckled.
Niall came back with a towel and cleaned you up, then wiped himself off. "I know. It was still good though. We both needed that."
"That's the understatement of the year," he said, throwing the towel in your shower. He climbed back into bed and gave you a kiss. "I love you."
"Love you too." You smiled.
You then slipped on his shirt over you and went to the bathroom because you learned that was something you should do after sex.
As you walked out of the bathroom, Niall smiled at you and you smiled back, climbing onto his lap. You kissed him and he held onto you hips, forgetting that his family was home.
Suddenly, the door burst open and Niall's little step-brother was standing in the doorway. Niall pulled you off him quicker than you could say, 'boo.' You pulled the covers up on you as little Zac walked in. "Ni, look at my new toy!"
You were fully aware that Niall was completely naked under the blanket and tried not to laugh as Zac sat up on the bed to show him the new dinosaur toy he got.
"Wow bud! That's so cool! Did mum get it for ya?" he asked.
"Yeah! She got me two! Wanna play with me?" Zac asked, crashing the dinosaurs together and making a rawr sound.
Niall laughed. "Yeah. Maybe in a bit, bud."
"Why not right now?" he pouted.
Niall looked over at you and laughed. "Well, uh, I have to go to the bathroom bud."
"Ok, so go," he shrugged.
"Uh," Niall chuckled. "There's not a lot of room here. Why don't you go set up downstairs, I'll go to the bathroom and meet ya down there. Ok kiddo?"
"Ok!" He said, getting off the bed and running out of the room. You laughed as you saw Zac running out.
Niall groaned and rolled on top of you. "I'm sorry, babe. Only a few more days and we'll be home."
"It's ok. You need some quality time with Zac. I'll be here when you get back," you said.
Niall smiled and planted a kiss on your lips before rolling over and putting on clothes. "Ya better stick to that promise," he winked.
He walked out the door and you admired the view on the way out. You decided to take a shower since there was nothing else to do and then joined everyone else downstairs.
Playing Hard to Get - A Niall Horan story - Part 1 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/wIlInDiEJT Charlotte is independent, bold and sarcastic. Disastrous dates are plentiful, but when she meets her best friend Willie's cousin things change.
FIC REC: Show Me Your Heart [A Niall Horan Story] (on Wattpad) By @stylishmuser
“Niall, in every sense of the word, is blocked. He’s got the ideas and the tunes to put them to, but he just can’t get the words out. Sonam is a writing connoisseur. Whether that’s a short press release or a 1200 word article. She’s just got a knack for words. Put together rather abruptly, the two realize they have more in common than they thought…” 🖊🎶💕
Bonus: features Original Canine Character! 🐶 PLUS Special Guest, Willie Devine!
Niall rents a special Airbnb and you two have some fun in the hot tub…
THIS IS PURE SMUT, THEY FUCK IN A HOT TUB, MINORS DNI
Niall climbs into the hot tub first, carfully walking down the steps. Turning around, he gently grabs your hands to lead you in. "Careful, love," he almost whispers as your foot hits the hot water. Illuminated by the moon and the purple LED lights peeking out from under the water, you meet Niall in an embrace once you are fully in the water.
"Thank you for this," you say wrapping your arms around his neck.
"Anything for you love, come sit next to me," You make yourself comfortable sitting on the steps next to Niall, letting the heat of the water relax you. He turns to you and your gazes meet for a moment, "you are just so beautiful. I need you to know that, and I don't know how I got lucky enough to get you in my life," and he kisses you deeply.
His words warm you, and you pull him in for a deeper kiss, carefully climbing onto his lap to straddle him, taking both sides of his face in your cupped hands, as your tongue hungrily laps at the inside of his mouth. He lets out a soft grunt, that tells you everything you need to know, and starts moving his kisses along your neck. Reaching behind your back, he unties your bikini top stings letting it fall into the water. "Oops," he says smirking, and reaches down to take one of your full breasts into his mouth. You feel him growing harder in your lap, and are desperate to have him inside of you.
"Ni-" You start, but are quickly cut off by his lips on yours.
"I know baby… I know…" He whispers into your ear. Greedily you reach down and palm him through the thin fabric of his swim shorts, feeling him grow harder in your hand. Niall lets out a low grunt, running one hand through your hair, the other gripping your breast.
"I need these off…" You mutter, and he makes quick work of fulfilling your request, as his cock springs up against his abs. Feeling his length in the small space between you two, you feel your core heating even more, if that was possible. Unable to wait any longer you slide your bikini bottoms to the side, and reposition yourself, letting his thick cock fill you, slowly inch by inch, as you glide down. Niall groans at the feeling and that alone combined with the sensations from the water almost sends you over the edge already. "Fuck, ni" you moan.
"Baby, if you keep making noises like that, I'm not going to last," Niall says looking deeply into your eyes, thrusting slowly.
"I'm not worried about that. We have all night," you state, beginning to ride him, your pace increasing with your need. Noticing your breathing becoming more rapid by the second, niall moves to place two fingers gently against your clit, the fabric of your bikini bottoms adding delicious friction. "Oh my god, Niall," you moan, and Niall knows you're getting close.
"I know, love, go ahead and cum for me. Be a good girl and let me feel that pretty little cunt of yours squeezing around my cock," his words sending you over the edge, you ride out your release on him, your head thrown into his shoulder as you struggle to catch your breath, but Niall doesn't stop, you suddenly feel him twitching inside of you, knowing the feeling of your orgasm is sending him into his own release. His gentle panting confirming what you could already feel, he reaches up and gently moves your hair out of your face. "You're so fucking perfect, love"
"What would you say to a round 2 somewhere a little more dry?" you ask, leaning in for a kiss.
"I would say I'd be crazy not to," niall says chuckling softly and scooping you up into his arms and carrying you across the porch, and through the sliding glass doorway.
“Baby… we can’t” Niall says cupping your face in both of his hands, “look at me, I’m serious,” he says forcing your gaze to meet his.
“Just once…” you plead reaching your hands out to touch his hard chest. “I’ll make it happen quickly….” You smirk…
Losing all of his resolve with those words he sighs “get on the counter” he demands lifting you onto the bathroom sink.
He was probably right, you were at a huge PR event. His name was in the title, on the signs, and everyone was waiting for him. A night for business opportunities and making impressions. You had to be on your best behavior, and honestly you were until you saw him in his suit, talking to others in that sexy accent like a real professional businessman, which technically you guess he was, but to you he was just yours.
“You’re going to be the death of me, I hope you know that,” he says nibbling at your neck, gently pushing your hair out of his way.
“You wouldn’t have it any other way,” you palm him through his dress pants feeling him already hard for you. He blushes and gently removes the strap of your dress pushing it down your shoulder to free a perky nipple for him to suck on.
“Pretty sure I have to go give a speech in about 6 minutes…”
“Then stop playing around and fuck me already”
He slaps your ass hard and gently places his hand around your throat, “you still don’t get to be a brat to me, love, or I swear I will punish you for this attitude the second we walk through the door tonight. Understood?”
“Yes,” you mumble, barely audible.
“What?” He demands with another spank.
“Yes, sir,” you say louder.
“Good girl,” he says roughly inserting himself into you, wasting no time to take your clothes off, instead pushing your dress up, shoving your lacy panties to the side, and holding you up with one hand, the other still resting on your neck in case you decided to catch an attitude with him again.
“Shhh” he says squeezing your throat gently after eliciting a moan from you “or I’m going to have to gag that pretty little mouth. You know nobody can hear us, or we’ll be in trouble. And if we get in trouble here, you are going to be in even worse trouble at home,”
You nod, but the feeling of him placing his thumb delicately against your clit and circling it while not letting up on his thrusts in the slightest made it hard to stay true to your promise. Your breathing picks up, tiny moans escaping against your will. Niall chuckles and places a hand over your mouth.
“Just shut up and let me fuck you, love,” he says, his words demanding but his tone gentle. He kisses your forehead once and puts both of his hands behind your back, railing into you hard and fast. You struggle to keep yourself upright as his breathing quickens and you feel him finding his release inside of you.
Leaning his forehead against yours he kisses you gently, pulls his own pants up, and jogs to the bathroom door. “Oh, I love you, don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you at home,” he turns and says, winking before and rushing to make the speech that he was (you check your watch) 3 minutes late for.
The sound of the crowd cheering and shouting his name as he begins his speech is muffled through the door as you get yourself put together enough to be seen in public.
Phew. Niall got me messed up with these Instagram stories, so I decided to so a one shot on it. It’s got me all hot and bothered and need some holy water now. Enjoy!
Warnings: SMUT but also fluff. 1.2k words.
It had been over a week since you and Niall saw each other. You were both swamped with work and had a lot going on. You have been together for one year and always made time for each other, but this week, it was just not possible.
Niall finally had a free day on Sunday and wanted to spend it sitting outside by the pool, drinking beer and relaxing. The only thing that was missing was you.
You were working from home today, catching up on work you missed from the week when your phone buzzed. It was Niall. He had sent you a Snapchat of him sitting in his chair outside, shirtless, wearing blue shorts and patterned sunglasses.
Wish you were here, love, the Snap read.
You smiled down at your screen and suddenly there was an ache in your stomach and in between your legs. You needed Niall’s touch and you missed him a lot.
Wearing one of Niall’s shirts and shorts, you slipped off your shorts, so you were just in your panties now.
You angled the phone so Niall could see your whole body and captioned it with the words, Wish you were here ;)
Drawing attention back to your work, you waited for Niall’s reply. About five minutes later, he sent back another Snap with Fuck, baby. Please come over. I miss you.
You missed him too, but you needed to get this work done so you wouldn’t be swamped for the week. Can’t. Have to catch up on work. :(
I know you’re getting ahead of yourself and doing the work for this week. Please come over.
That made you smile. Niall knew you so well that he knew you were trying to get ahead on work because that’s who you were, always prepared.
You took a photo of yourself with your pointer finger between your teeth with a curious look. At this point, you knew you were going over you just wanted to tease. I don’t think I can, you Snapback.
C’mon, babyyy, his reply read. At this point, he had a beer in his hand and semi-hard-on forming.
Ok, I’ll see you in 20 ;).
You got dressed in a cute tank top and jeans shorts, as the weather was unseasonably warm today and packed your bathing suit in your bag, even though you probably weren’t going to need it.
As soon as you pulled into Niall’s driveway you heard Fleetwood Mac blaring through the speakers in the backyard. You smiled, as you knew they were Niall’s favorite.
When you reached the backyard, you saw Niall scrolling through his phone, drinking what looked to be his fourth beer.
“Hey. Save some for everyone else, Horan,” you joke as you approach him and kiss him on the cheek.
“Baby!” he exclaimed, turning your head for a full-on kiss. “I am so glad to see you. I’ve missed you so much.”
“I’ve missed you too, Niall!” you smiled, placing your bag down and sitting in the chair next to him.
“Uh uh. Come sit on my lap. I haven’t seen in you nearly a week for you to not sit with me all day,” Niall said, gesturing to his lap.
You smiled and straddled Niall. He started rubbing your thighs and smiling up at you. You felt his boner slowly growing, hitting your center. You moaned and Niall placed a kiss on your neck you knew would leave a mark later. “I’ve missed this and you and I never wanna be apart for that long again, baby,” Niall said.
“Me either,” you said breathlessly, as you started moving your hips over Niall. He moaned so loud you’re sure his neighbors heard. It was actually kind of thrilling to you, having sex outside and the risk that anyone may catch you.
“You have too many clothes on,” Niall, pulled your shirt over your head, revealing your bare chest. “Fuck, I love when you don’t wear a bra.” He took one of your nipples into his mouth and massaged the other.
“Niall… fuck.” He loved your tits and you loved how much he loved them. It turned you on so much. You ran your fingers through his hair as he showed love to your tits. The hand that was on your tit, now reached down to your clothed heat. You were dripping at this point and needed some relief.
“Fuck, kitten, you’re so wet.” He groaned, using two fingers to rub you.
“I need you, Ni.” You put your head back and closed your eyes, focusing on the pleasure you were getting.
“You need me where petal? You have to be specific.” he teased you, rubbing you faster now.
You leaned in to whisper in his ear. “I need you inside of me, filling me up.” You bit his ear and grinded against his fingers.
“Fuck. Get up petal and take your shorts off.”
As you got up and stripped he lifted his hips and pulled down his bathing suit.
“C’mon, baby,” he gestured you to sit back on him.
When you straddled his thighs again, you felt his tip against your slit and you moaned. No matter how many times you rode Niall you could never get used to his size. It always made you cum buckets.
He pushed down inside you until he was half in. “Fuck. You feel so tight.”
Without warning, he slipped all the way in you and started pounding you hard. Your loud moans, curse words, and skin slapping together were the only things that could be heard, in the quiet backyard. He kissed your neck, leaving hickeys everywhere.
You could barely breathe as his cock pounded you hard. “I’ll never get over how big you are.” Your head arched back and your mouth started to form an O shape.
“You close, babe? Cum for me. Cum all over my big cock. God, I’ve missed this.”
His words were enough to send you over the edge. Your legs started shaking and you felt your orgasm approaching. “I’m cumming, baby…”
“Let go” he whispered in your ear.
Just when your high was subsided, you heard Niall grunt and feel his cum fill you up, which made you come again.
When both of your orgasms came to an end, you both just sat there, catching your breath and enjoying each other’s warm bodies. You felt Niall’s cock get smaller inside of you and you whimpered, which caused Niall to chuckle.
“Fuck, pet. I needed that, needed you,” he said, lifting you off him. He wrapped a towel around you so you weren’t naked outside.
“I’m sorry I was so absent this week, Ni. This was long overdue.”
“I think I have a solution on how we can see each other all the time,” Niall said, taking your hand.
“What’s that baby?” you asked.
He stared directly into your eyes. “Move in with me, (Y/N).”
“Took you long enough.” you joke, playfully hitting his chest.
“So it’s a yes?” he wondered, cocking his head to the side.
“I’ll call the moving truck tomorrow.”
“Perfect.” He kissed you and stood up with you wrapped around him. “Round two inside? We’re getting sunburned,” he chuckled.
Warning: 1.5k words of SMUTTY SMUT, drunkenness, and some fluff. I think the next part will be the last chapter. Let me know what you guys think.
You and Niall can’t seem to keep your hands off each other. After Niall gets shitfaced, he starts singing on a table with his friends. He wants to fuck you but you tell him to sober up and you’ll see him in the morning.
Inspired by this video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRujGVyG-7I
The ride seemed like it went on forever and Niall’s hand kept rising up your thigh.
He leaned over and whispered in your ear, “I just remembered ya don’t have any panties on and I’m getting hard again.”
Your breath hitched, but luckily no one else in the limo noticed. However, your cheeks got red as you realized your panties were probably still in the limo somewhere.
Lewis was telling this story that had everyone focused on him and not you two, luckily.
Niall took your ear in his mouth and you closed your eyes, trying your best not to let out a moan. He was driving you crazy and you needed relief immediately.
Finally, the limo pulled up to Frolic’s, and everyone got out.
“Is there someplace private we can go, Ni? I need you,” you whispered in his ear.
“Fuck… come ‘ere,” Niall said, dragging you to the side of the building. “We’ll catch up with ya guys in a bit,” he said to the group. “We have to sort something out.” Shawn waved and no one else seemed to hear or care.
As soon as you were out of sight from anyone who could see you, Niall’s lips were all over you. He pressed you up against the wall and you could feel his growing boner in his pants. You immediately palmed him and he let out a moan.
Niall’s fingers reached down to your pussy and his thumb rubbed your clit. “Fuck, petal. You’re so wet.” His fingers went faster and you were both panting hard.
As he was giving you all the pleasure you could handle, you grabbed the zipper of his pants and reached in to grab his cock. You were both in a blissful state and felt your orgasms rising.
“Ni, I’m gonna cum,” you said breathlessly.
“Let go for me, baby,” he said, rubbing you faster. He stuck another finger inside of you and you exploded. He loved watching your face when orgasmed.
After your pleasure subsided, you focused on Niall’s cock. You cupped his balls, which made him moan and then moved your hand up and down until he was coming undone.
“Shit… I’m… fuck,” he tried to get out as his orgasm took over him.
You let go of his cock and leaned down putting the tip in your mouth. He came in your mouth and you swallowed every last bit of his cum.
When you stood back up, Niall then leaned down in front of you. “Umm, you’re dripping and I don’t have anything to clean you up with, so I’m gonna use my mouth.”
In a second, Niall’s mouth was between your legs licking your wet folds and you were both moaning so loud, anyone walking by would have heard you.
“Fuck, I’ll never get over how good you taste,” he mumbled in between licks.
He sucked on your clit and licked your folds until another orgasm was taking over you. “I... fuck, Niall,” you said, grabbing onto his beautiful hair. He knew that meant you were close.
“Cum for me, petal. Let me taste you,” Niall said. His pet name did it for you and you soaked his face. When your orgasm subsided, Niall stood back up and kissed you, tasting yourself on his lips.
“I guess we have ta go inside now. They’ll start ta wonder where we are,” Niall said, taking your hand and leading you inside.
You giggled still coming down from your high. “I forgot where we were for a second.”
“It was that good huh?” Niall asked.
You nodded your head with a big smile on your face.
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When you guys met up with your group, there were only a few other people in the bar and your group was already two rounds in.
“NIALL!,” Lewis drunkenly yelled and handed you guys shots. You had a three drink minimum because after that you would be buzzed and you never wanted to get drunk. However, Niall was Irish and he could handle a lot more.
After about 20 minutes, you were quietly sipping your vodka cranberry at the group’s table, and Niall and some of the group members were still taking shots at the bar. Suddenly, someone shouted at the bartender, “Hey man, give us some tunes!”
The music roared to life and “Mr. Brightside” by the Killers blasted through the speakers. How could you not get up and dance to that song? You got up and met Niall by the bar while he, Lewis, Shawn, and Camila all jumped up onto a table and started singing a the top of their lungs, clearly wasted. They stayed on the table during “Steal My Girl” and “Someone You Loved” and were having a great time.
Niall even gave Lewis a kiss on the cheek at one point. You couldn’t help but laugh. A group of best friends, having the time of their lives, drunk off their asses.
Although that was not something you did, you didn’t like to draw attention to yourself, plus you weren’t drunk, you let Niall have this moment. He didn’t get to hang out with his friends a lot and he had the next two days off, so he could sleep it off. You had never seen him this drunk before.
When the bartender shouted ‘last call!’ you walked to the table, grabbed Niall’s hand, and helped him get off the table.
He smiled so big when he saw you, almost like he forgot you were there. “(Y/N)! Hi! Where were you? Didn’t you see us singing?” he asked, giving you a bear hug.
“Everyone saw you singing, Niall! I was right in front of you the whole time. You screamed ‘take off your dress’ when “Mr. Brightside” was playing,” you said, detaching from the hug and helped him put on his coat.
“Oh yeah. Hehehe. You didn’t do it,” Niall pouted.
“Well, no babe. I’m not gonna do it in front of a crowd of people,” you said, locking your arm with his, mostly to help him stand upright.
You gathered the group as you all headed out to the limo. You knew it was going to be a loud and long ride as everyone was going to get dropped off at their hotels. Everyone was already inside and you were the last two out of the bar.
Before you piled into the limo, Niall stopped you. “(Y/N), wait!”
“Niall, what’s up? Are you ok?” you ask, looking at him.
“Let’s make a baby,” Niall slurred, trying to unzipper his pants,
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Niall. Stop!,” you said, pulling his zipper back up and pulling him back to his senses.
“What? You don’t wanna have a baby with me>” he asked.
“I do, Niall,” you said. “Just not right here, not right now, Ok?”
“Ok,” he pouted.
He got into the limo and you scooted in after him. Immediately, you realized you were the sober friend/ designated person of the night and handed everyone a bottle of water that was in the ice bucket in the limo. Everyone was going to have a hangover and major headache tomorrow and you wanted to make sure while they were in your care, that they would be ok.
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You and Niall were the last dropoff. You helped him up the stairs to the hotel and into the elevator. By this point, it was 4:30 am and you just wanted to take your makeup off, get out of your dress, and go to sleep.
When you reached your hotel room, you turned the lights on, took off your shoes, and headed for the bathroom to prep for bed.
Niall headed straight for the bed and began undressing. You took off your makeup, put your hair into a ponytail, slipped on a dry pair of panties and one of Niall’s shirt. You figured Niall would be asleep by the time you got out there so you would just snuggle up next to him.
He was wide awake spread out on the bed in his boxers, waiting for you. He gave you grabby arms, urging you to come over to him. “Yay! Sexy time!” he said, trying to take your shirt off.
Despite him being drunk, you still laughed. “Niall, no. No sexy time right now! You are drunk and we’re not doing this right now. Ok?” You slipped your shirt back on and laid down next to him. “Get some sleep, Mr. Horan. Your gonna feel it in the morning.”
“No! You’re gonna feel it nice and good in the morning, Mrs. Horan,” he said, cuddling up next to you and quickly dozing off to sleep.
You know Niall tended to express his true feelings and thoughts when he was drunk, but that melted your heart. He really wanted you to be his wife someday and clearly, wanted to have babies with you.
You curled into him, putting your head in his neck and inhaled his scent. You knew you would have a long day ahead of you tomorrow, trying to nurse Niall back to health, but you didn’t mind you loved taking care of him.
Eventually, you fell asleep, wrapped up in the man who loved you.
