one direction: Niall/Reader
Hi! I was wondering if you can write me a Cameron Dallas fic if you know who he is? If not then a Niall fic would be fine :) Also (I read your faq), if you can link me to anyone who writes smut fic and takes requests that would be amazing! Thank you so much :)
(Hey sorry I don’t know too much about Cameron Dallas so I am going to go with the Niall imagine. I don’t really know of anyone really, sorry I don’t really follow anyone that does it. :( and I hope you like it!)
I woke up with a sudden shock. As I moved off to the side of the bed I noticed the rest of the room was quiet, I couldn’t hear anything really, and it seemed the whole apartment was silent. I sat and rubbed my forehead as I tried to blink away the sleepiness from my eyes.
I tried to push down onto my feet and went to the dresser in the corner of my room. I grabbed a pair of socks from the drawer and sat back down onto the bed. When I got both on I decided to find some food in the kitchen to see if that could help me back to a sleepy mood.
I shuffled to the refrigerator and pulled out the milk and shut the door. As I set the carton of milk on the counter I then opened the pantry and got the box of cereal. Once I mixed it all together in a bowl I sat onto the couch and turned on the TV and after I scrolled through the guide I settled for one of those home videos shows.
Once the cereal was gone I laid down onto the couch in hopes to gain some good sleep, I knew it wouldn’t work but the thought of sleeping helped me.
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“y/n. Hey,” I felt a gentle push on my arm. The TV was off and all I heard was this voice. “Y/n, I know you are awake.” I opened on of my eyes and I thought that I had to be dreaming. But, I am almost never able to dream. I moved to sit up as he tried to sit next to my legs.
“Niall? I… thought… you were on tour for another month?” I tried to push my hands to try to hug him, but he pulled me close before I had the chance to move my hands.
“I have the next week off, most of the guys went to travel somewhere but I needed to see you. I know you trouble sleeping when I’m gone so I thought I would come home.” I could tell he was smiling, he always smiled. I loved seeing his smile. “Come on y/n. let’s get some sleep. I can tell you have lost some.” He picked me up and we went back into the bedroom, he laid me down and then as I felt the pillow hit my head I moved closer to where Niall was.
I always had trouble sleeping when I was young. It just scared me, with the fear of having a nightmare or sleeping too long. I guess I could be called an insomniac. When Niall and I moved in together that’s when he found out, for some reason he helped so much with the insomnia problem. He was always there when I fell asleep and when I woke up. Touring never helped. He was gone again and I slipped back into my bad habits of barely sleeping.
“What are you thinking about y/n?” he looked to my face as he tried to wrap his hand around my waist.
“Just how much you help me.” I smiled up to him and leaned my head onto his chest, and closed my eyes. He was so nice. I could tell he was smiling again, even when we both fell asleep.
