One Direction Imagines
Niall
It all started out when I got a letter in the mail. I thought it was simply a mistake. I voiced this to the mail man and he said that it was meant for me with a small smile. As I opened it up I couldn’t help but feel like my heart was going to beat straight through my chest. It was a birthday card. Huh? My birthday was in December, but it’s June. I opened it and saw three One Direction tickets. That’s strange though because I received all of my birthday cards near my birthday, but on the inside of the cover was a hand written message.
Dear Mystery Girl,
I simply don’t know what else to call you, and because you’re still a mystery to me it’s clearly a fitting name. Now please don’t feel like I’m a stalker, which I technically am, no one can know that though. First let me start by saying I’m in the world’s biggest boy band as you can see by the tickets. I was coming home one day when I was distracted that I had to pull over to keep from crashing. You were outside with who I assume were your friends and you looked absolutely magnificent. I had to know who you were, but tour was going to be starting again and I had no time. So I’ve had a friend of mine tell me about you. Don’t worry he’s not anything to worry about either. I trust him or else I would have been doing this myself. He told me about when you ran out of your car crying and I felt heartbroken though I didn’t even know you. I wanted to hold you and be a shoulder to cry on. That night he told me about how you and your friends left for a club and you were all pretty hammered. Being the gentleman that he is, offered to drive you home. I assume you were too plastered to notice who he was or anything. I’m glad you let him drive you home. From what he told me you guys would have been in a wreck if it weren’t for him driving. Anyways I’ve come home again a few days ago and I didn’t know how to talk to you, meet you or anything. My friend mentioned how you guys were in your backyard listening to our songs screaming at the top of your lungs and laughing. It sounds fun. Now would you like to repeat that by coming to our concert with your friends? The backstage passes should be getting there soon. I’m sorry if it’s not your birthday, but the card was cute. This is quiet embarrassing if you don’t go, but at least go to the concert. You don’t even have to meet me just have a good laugh with your friends and forget that I even did this. Or meet me and we can get to know each other. I hope you pick the latter option, but have it your way. And sorry for the stalking I just wanted to get to know you…
Sincerely, Niall Horan
Wow. As soon as I was done reading a loud crack of thunder boomed in my ears making me rush inside quickly right as it started to pour. I walked into the house thoroughly drenched and a smile on my face. “What happened to you?” my best friend Missy said. “Read this” I squealed. She read it quickly and instantly started squealing with me. Then Jordan the tired ginger came out rubbing her eyes and yawned, “What’s all the screaming about?” I shoved the card and tickets in her face and watched as her eyes grew brighter and wider as she read on. “Oh my god we’re going to see One Direction and Niall Horan is so in love with you!” she nearly screamed. We then had chocolate milk to celebrate. We’re weirdoes and I don’t think he realized that.
When we got to the concert there were so many younger girls that Missy and Jordan blended in with them almost. Me, I looked like I could be their mother and I was wearing converse. Throughout the concert I think Niall was looking for me in the crowd up front. Well our tickets were for the front, but we stayed back to watch the show. It was hilarious watching them change the lyrics to their songs and answer the twitter questions like a bunch of dorks. Yet when the show was over and we went backstage, I started to get nervous. “What if he doesn’t like me though?” I pondered out loud. Missy and Jordan said nothing, but dragged me back. After showing our passes to security they brought us to a plain room with a couple of couches. “They’ll be here in a moment” they guy said before walking out. Missy and Jordan instantly plopped down on the couch to wait while I stood there a ranting, stressing mess. I was so focused on ranting that I didn’t even hear the door open. I could tell when I saw Missy and Jordan going wide eyed and sitting a little straighter on the couch. “What are you guys looking at? Is Godzilla behind me or something” I asked while pointing my thumb backwards and into someone’s chest. “They’re behind me aren’t they” I whispered to my friends though there was no point now. I stood still while 3/5ths of One Direction squeezed onto the couch next to my friends, not including Harry or Niall. I turned around and was met with sparkling blue eyes like the ocean at night. We were both silent with small talk in the background. “Wanna go for a walk just you and me?” he asked quietly, so only we could hear. I simply nodded and grabbed his hand being led out the door. His friends and mine made cat calls and what not. We shook it off for now. He led me out of the venue and down a darker street that was dimly lit by the dying lamp posts. “So…” he started. “What’s it like?” I asked out of the blue. “What’s what like?” he asked. “What’s it like having screaming girls after you every single moment of every single day?” I explained. He stopped to look at me and had a questioning look. Like something I said triggered something, but then he smiled and started walking again. “It’s hectic for sure. No privacy or silence. Very loud. If we played at a cathedral there’d be no stained glass windows left” he chuckled at that. We walked in silence some more and then he asked, “How are you not scared that I’ve been stalking you? Is it because I’m me or…” “I’m not scared because, I trust that it was really you sending those tickets. I trust that you would write about sending your friend to make sure my friends didn’t crash. I appreciated the way you looked after me even though I didn’t know it all this time. As long as I’ve known who you are I didn’t once dream of something like this happening like your 12 year old fans that want to get in your pants” we both grimaced at that because seriously 12 year olds that want to get in their pants? “I see where you’re coming from then. I had original plans for tonight, but I think I’ll hold off and ask for your number instead”. I don’t know what his original intentions were, but I have a feeling we’ll get there anyways. So I read off my number for him and we headed back meanwhile making small talk and even continuing our chat by phone afterward. Before we entered the venue again he said, “I almost forgot to ask. What’s your name?” “Sara” With that we entered the building to find the rest of the guys chatting with Missy and Jordan still. “There you are. I was worried sick. You know I wouldn’t be a happy camper if I found you in an alley…” Jordan started ranting in my face, yet I knew it was all a joke. “Jord, calm down. I’m not dead, married, pregnant, or a zombie unicorn. Relax”. The guys all looked at me confused when I said that. “As much as I’d love to be a zombie unicorn I’m not. Anyways, my boss is going to be mad if I skip work again now come on” I said to Missy and Jordan. “It was nice meeting you guys” I said particularly to Niall as we left.
When we got home we crashed on the same couch.
“That” Missy
“Was” Me
“The” Jordan
“Best” Missy
“Night” Jordan
“I gave Niall my number” I suddenly blurted out.
We then proceeded to freak out the rest of the night crashing at about 2:30am.
The next day I spent annoying Jordan and Missy by how mushy I was being over Niall.
“He said ‘Hi’ you guys! He even put a smiley face. That’s got to mean something right?”
I was a little love high I guess you could call it. I was attached to my phone all day, even at work. “Ms. Nelson, you seem a little off today” one of my students called me out. I snapped out of my daydream and gave them an assignment. I even made Missy come get me from work I was so distracted. My life is turning upside down because of some Irish pop star and I don’t regret it at all. Missy and Jordan even hid my phone for four hours, and when he called they answered saying I wasn’t here. It was then that I realized I have very good friends for doing that for me or else I’d be missing work over a guy.
Dear Mystery Girl,
I simply don’t know what else to call you, and because you’re still a mystery to me it’s clearly a fitting name. Now please don’t feel like I’m a stalker, which I technically am, no one can know that though. First let me start by saying I’m in the world’s biggest boy band as you can see by the tickets. I was coming home one day when I was distracted that I had to pull over to keep from crashing. You were outside with who I assume were your friends and you looked absolutely magnificent. I had to know who you were, but tour was going to be starting again and I had no time. So I’ve had a friend of mine tell me about you. Don’t worry he’s not anything to worry about either. I trust him or else I would have been doing this myself. He told me about when you ran out of your car crying and I felt heartbroken though I didn’t even know you. I wanted to hold you and be a shoulder to cry on. That night he told me about how you and your friends left for a club and you were all pretty hammered. Being the gentleman that he is, offered to drive you home. I assume you were too plastered to notice who he was or anything. I’m glad you let him drive you home. From what he told me you guys would have been in a wreck if it weren’t for him driving. Anyways I’ve come home again a few days ago and I didn’t know how to talk to you, meet you or anything. My friend mentioned how you guys were in your backyard listening to our songs screaming at the top of your lungs and laughing. It sounds fun. Now would you like to repeat that by coming to our concert with your friends? The backstage passes should be getting there soon. I’m sorry if it’s not your birthday, but the card was cute. This is quiet embarrassing if you don’t go, but at least go to the concert. You don’t even have to meet me just have a good laugh with your friends and forget that I even did this. Or meet me and we can get to know each other. I hope you pick the latter option, but have it your way. And sorry for the stalking I just wanted to get to know you…
Sincerely, Niall Horan
Wow. As soon as I was done reading a loud crack of thunder boomed in my ears making me rush inside quickly right as it started to pour. I walked into the house thoroughly drenched and a smile on my face. “What happened to you?” my best friend Missy said. “Read this” I squealed. She read it quickly and instantly started squealing with me. Then Jordan the tired ginger came out rubbing her eyes and yawned, “What’s all the screaming about?” I shoved the card and tickets in her face and watched as her eyes grew brighter and wider as she read on. “Oh my god we’re going to see One Direction and Niall Horan is so in love with you!” she nearly screamed. We then had chocolate milk to celebrate. We’re weirdoes and I don’t think he realized that.
When we got to the concert there were so many younger girls that Missy and Jordan blended in with them almost. Me, I looked like I could be their mother and I was wearing converse. Throughout the concert I think Niall was looking for me in the crowd up front. Well our tickets were for the front, but we stayed back to watch the show. It was hilarious watching them change the lyrics to their songs and answer the twitter questions like a bunch of dorks. Yet when the show was over and we went backstage, I started to get nervous. “What if he doesn’t like me though?” I pondered out loud. Missy and Jordan said nothing, but dragged me back. After showing our passes to security they brought us to a plain room with a couple of couches. “They’ll be here in a moment” they guy said before walking out. Missy and Jordan instantly plopped down on the couch to wait while I stood there a ranting, stressing mess. I was so focused on ranting that I didn’t even hear the door open. I could tell when I saw Missy and Jordan going wide eyed and sitting a little straighter on the couch. “What are you guys looking at? Is Godzilla behind me or something” I asked while pointing my thumb backwards and into someone’s chest. “They’re behind me aren’t they” I whispered to my friends though there was no point now. I stood still while 3/5ths of One Direction squeezed onto the couch next to my friends, not including Harry or Niall. I turned around and was met with sparkling blue eyes like the ocean at night. We were both silent with small talk in the background. “Wanna go for a walk just you and me?” he asked quietly, so only we could hear. I simply nodded and grabbed his hand being led out the door. His friends and mine made cat calls and what not. We shook it off for now. He led me out of the venue and down a darker street that was dimly lit by the dying lamp posts. “So…” he started. “What’s it like?” I asked out of the blue. “What’s what like?” he asked. “What’s it like having screaming girls after you every single moment of every single day?” I explained. He stopped to look at me and had a questioning look. Like something I said triggered something, but then he smiled and started walking again. “It’s hectic for sure. No privacy or silence. Very loud. If we played at a cathedral there’d be no stained glass windows left” he chuckled at that. We walked in silence some more and then he asked, “How are you not scared that I’ve been stalking you? Is it because I’m me or…” “I’m not scared because, I trust that it was really you sending those tickets. I trust that you would write about sending your friend to make sure my friends didn’t crash. I appreciated the way you looked after me even though I didn’t know it all this time. As long as I’ve known who you are I didn’t once dream of something like this happening like your 12 year old fans that want to get in your pants” we both grimaced at that because seriously 12 year olds that want to get in their pants? “I see where you’re coming from then. I had original plans for tonight, but I think I’ll hold off and ask for your number instead”. I don’t know what his original intentions were, but I have a feeling we’ll get there anyways. So I read off my number for him and we headed back meanwhile making small talk and even continuing our chat by phone afterward. Before we entered the venue again he said, “I almost forgot to ask. What’s your name?” “Sara” With that we entered the building to find the rest of the guys chatting with Missy and Jordan still. “There you are. I was worried sick. You know I wouldn’t be a happy camper if I found you in an alley…” Jordan started ranting in my face, yet I knew it was all a joke. “Jord, calm down. I’m not dead, married, pregnant, or a zombie unicorn. Relax”. The guys all looked at me confused when I said that. “As much as I’d love to be a zombie unicorn I’m not. Anyways, my boss is going to be mad if I skip work again now come on” I said to Missy and Jordan. “It was nice meeting you guys” I said particularly to Niall as we left.
When we got home we crashed on the same couch.
“That” Missy
“Was” Me
“The” Jordan
“Best” Missy
“Night” Jordan
“I gave Niall my number” I suddenly blurted out.
We then proceeded to freak out the rest of the night crashing at about 2:30am.
The next day I spent annoying Jordan and Missy by how mushy I was being over Niall.
“He said ‘Hi’ you guys! He even put a smiley face. That’s got to mean something right?”
I was a little love high I guess you could call it. I was attached to my phone all day, even at work. “Ms. Nelson, you seem a little off today” one of my students called me out. I snapped out of my daydream and gave them an assignment. I even made Missy come get me from work I was so distracted. My life is turning upside down because of some Irish pop star and I don’t regret it at all. Missy and Jordan even hid my phone for four hours, and when he called they answered saying I wasn’t here. It was then that I realized I have very good friends for doing that for me or else I’d be missing work over a guy.
Notes
Hi!So I know I have a few requests, and some of them are started but not finished. For those of you who are waiting I will try my best to get them done this week. If not I will get them up ASAP and I'm sorry with how long these are taking :(
For some better news! I have found the first chapter of my Niall/oc fic so I can post it and the next two chapters when I have ten comments asking for the fic :)
Sorry for taking so long and have a very nice day :)
Sure! I don't know when I'll get to it or if I'll remember, but I'll add you to the list!
8/11/13