One Direction Short Stories

“I’m so glad you were able to meet me for coffee, Becca. It feels like ages since we’ve hung out.”
“I know, this photography internship has kept me crazy busy. I’m really loving it though. Sorry I’ve been a terrible friend.”
“No, don’t worry about it. So, are you still working with One Direction’s photographer?”
“Yes, Cal.”
“Those guys are really hot. Which one do you think is the hottest?”
“I am supposed to be professional.”
“Come on, which one?”
I laugh. “Alright...Niall.”
“Nice choice. You two would make a cute couple.”
My phone rings, saving me from a reply. “Hello, Oh hi. Sure, I can do that. Your welcome. See you tomorrow.”
“What was that all about?”
“Tomorrow, the guys are shooting a video and doing a photoshoot up at a cabin in Big Bear. Cal was asking if I could get there early to set everything up.”
“Sounds like fun.”

When my alarm goes off the next morning, I reluctantly get up. I hate to be up this early, however I am looking forward to helping out on a music video for the first time.
As I get closer to the resort, it’s snowing. There’s already a good amount on the roads. That’s strange, the weather report didn’t mention snow.
The first thing I see when I enter the main lodge at the resort, is Niall. “What are you doing here so early, Niall?”
“I think my driver had the times wrong. He dropped me off here twenty minutes ago.”
I laugh a little. “Niall, you don’t have to be here for hours.”
“So what you’re telling me is I could still be sleeping.”
“Yep. Can I get you anything?”
“Nah. I’ll just hang out with you, if that’s alright?”
“Of course.” His eyes are so blue. Why do I forget my name everytime I look into them?
I hand all the paperwork to the woman at the front desk.
“Oh honey, didn’t anyone notify you all?”
“About what?”
“The storm. There’s no way you can do any filming here today.”
“We are filming mostly indoors though.”
“Well you’d still all end up trapped here.”
“Trapped?” Niall asks.
“We are expecting a huge snow storm. No one will be able to get in or out of here for at least a week.”
I try to call Cal on my cell, but there’s no service. “Do you have service, Niall?”
“No. Maybe they have a landline?”
I use the resort’s landline to let Cal know of the situation. He’ll take care of letting everyone else know not to come up. “Alright, I’ll give Niall a ride back down to the city.”
The front desk clerk chimes in. “Sorry to eavesdrop, but you two won’t be going anywhere.”
Why do I feel like I’m in one of those freaky horror films my mom likes so much? I’m waiting for the guy with the chainsaw to appear.
“Excuse me?” I ask.
“The roads are closed. You two are stuck here.”
I look at Niall, then fill Cal in. He asks to talk to the resort’s manager.
Niall and I sit on a couch in the lobby. “She said a week, didn’t she?”
Niall laughs. “I guess neither of us will be going home for Christmas.”
“I’m so sorry, Niall.”
He grins. “That’s alright. If I can’t spend Christmas with my family, then you’d be my second choice.” And he winks.
Good Lord, he’s gorgeous. Hmm, trapped in the snow with Niall Horan. Sounds like a fanfic. I wonder, should we make love in the snow now or later?
“What is that grin for?” Niall smirks.
Oh crap, I’m busted. “Nothing.”
Niall smiles. “It sure didn’t look like nothing. Maybe you’ll share it with me later.”
I’m blushing as our favorite desk clerk comes up to us.
“So kids, I’ve got good news. We have one cabin left.”
Niall and I both smile. I think we are relieved we won’t have to sleep on this couch in the lobby.
“Now this next part can be considered good news or bad news. If I was you, young lady, I would find it to be good news.”
Niall and I look confused.
“The cabin only has one bedroom.”
I raise my eyebrows and Niall smirks. Wait, does he look happy?
“Miss? Miss?”
I come back to reality. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Is that alright?”
Niall chimes in. “That will be fine. Thank you.”
She grins. “Why don’t you kids go pick out some warm clothes from the gift shop? Do you have any bags?”
Niall points at his. “I have one bag in my car.” I tell her.
“Alright, I’ll have Henry grab them and then he can show you to the cabin.”

Henry gives us a ride to the cabin in his jeep. When he finally pulls up in front of the cabin, I’m shocked at how far away it is from the main lodge.
“I can’t believe how much snow has fallen since we arrived.” Niall tells Henry.
“This is supposed to be the worst storm we’ve had in years.” Henry says as he and Niall carry our bags in.
“Great.” I say as I step into the adorable, but small cabin.
Henry gives us a very quick tour. Assuring us that there is enough food and firewood for at least two weeks.
“Once the power goes out, the fireplaces in the livingroom and bedroom will be your only heat, so don’t let those die out. Also, the generator will power the stove, coffee pot, and the water heater for a fast shower. There’s plenty of battery operated candles for lighting.”
Niall walks him to the door. “Thanks, Henry. Stay safe.”
He turns back to me, and I’m surprised to see that he looks genuinely happy.
Walking towards the couch, Niall says. “I guess this is my bed.” Then he plops down on it with a thump.
“Oh geez, Niall are you ok?” I sit beside him. “I think this is the hardest couch ever.”
Niall smiles. “I’m sure it will be fine. We better get the fires started.”
After the fires are going and we’ve put away our things, I make us some tea. The power hasn’t gone out yet, but it has blinked on and off a few times.
“Should we set up some of those battery candles, in case the power goes out soon?”
Niall turns towards me and raises his eyebrows. “Look Rebecca, if you want some romantic lighting, just say so.”
I laugh. “Alright, Hey Niall how about some romantic lighting?”
“Sure, Becca.” Niall winks.
Crap. His wink seriously messes with me.
We set out several of the candles in the livingroom and bedroom. About five minutes later, the power goes out.
“Great timing.” Niall says.
I look out the large bay window. “I can’t believe how fast the snow is falling.”
“I sure hope no one is out in that.” Niall adds.
I walk around the living room opening cabinets. I find one full of board games. Niall sets up Monopoly, while I get us some snacks and more tea.
We play Monopoly for what feels like hours. Laughing and teasing each other the whole time.
“I still don’t trust you as the banker, Niall. You only know pounds and euros.”
“You’re just jealous cause I’m kicking your butt.”
“Whatever. Let’s play something else.”
Niall looks through the games. “How about Jenga? Maybe you’re better at building, then you are at buying property.”
I can’t help but return his smile. He seems to enjoy teasing me. “Alright, Smartass.”
He cackles loudly as he sets up the game.

So it turns out I’m terrible at Jenga too. At least when I have Niall so close, watching me so intently. My hands are shaking so much. After my third straight loss, Niall makes an offer.
“How about I make us some dinner?”
“Sounds great.”

After dinner, I help Niall with the fires. Then he makes us some tea, while I sit on the couch looking out at the snow.
“Here you go.” Niall hands me my tea, then sits down extremely close to me. “Thank you.”
I’m surprised by how comfortable I am sitting so closely to him. We talk for awhile before I begin yawning.
“Ready for bed? Niall asks.
“I think so.”
In the bedroom I find extra pillows and blankets for Niall.
“Are you sure the couch will be ok?”
Niall smiles. “It’s fine.”
“Goodnight, Niall.”
He grins. “Sweet dreams, Becca.”

Sometime in the middle of the night, I hear noises in the bedroom. I prop up to see that it’s Niall tending to the fire. “Everything ok?”
“Yes. Sorry to wake you, Becca.”
I watch as Niall stands up, grabbing his back.
“Niall, is the couch hurting your back?”
Shaking his head. “It’s fine, don’t worry.”
He winces again, trying to straighten up.
“Niall, this is ridiculous, come sleep in the bed.”
He walks to the side of the bed. “I could sleep the opposite way, with my feet by your head?”
“Niall, I would much rather have your handsome face beside me than your feet.”
I see through sleepy eyes that he’s grinning. “You think I’m handsome?”
“Niall, I’ve been up since the crack of dawn, please get your adorable Irish ass in this bed now.”
As Niall climbs in the bed he cackles. “You think my ass is adorable?”
I grin and turn to face away from him. I barely close my eyes, when I hear a whisper in my ear. “I think your ass is adorable too.”
You can plainly hear my breath loudly catching. I hear Niall quietly laughing as he turns away from me. I drift off to sleep with our adorable asses touching.

The next morning I wake to find that Niall is already up. I freshen up, then find him in the kitchen making breakfast. “You’re up early.” I notice that his hair is damp. “You already had a shower? Did you use all the hot water?”
“No, I took a cold one.”
“You didn’t have to do that.”
Niall grins, looks me straight in my eyes. “Actually, I did.” Then he winks.
I blush.

After breakfast, we spend the rest of the day talking and playing board games.
That night when we go to bed, Niall brings his guitar. I’m nice and warm under the covers, while Niall sits at the end of the bed. As he plays his guitar and sings, I’m thinking I’ll be needing a cold shower soon.

The next morning, I wake up in Niall’s arms. I’m not sure how it happened, but I’m so glad it has. I feel Niall stir, then in my ear I hear. “Is this alright?”
I turn in his embrace to face him. “It’s more than alright.”
He smiles, pulling me in even closer. “I could stay just like this all day.”
“Me too.”
We finally get up close to lunch time.
After Niall makes us lunch, I find a trivia game.
As we play, whenever there is a question about a specific country or city, I insist that Niall answer with the appropriate accent.
I can’t remember the last time I had so much fun.

That evening, I’m standing in front of the large window. Looking at all the snow, amazed how something can be so beautiful, yet so scary at the same time. Niall comes up behind me, standing extremely close. I close my eyes, taking in his intoxicating scent.
“Beautiful.”
“It is isn’t it?” I reply.
In a sexy, deep, raspy voice, Niall says, “I wasn't talking bout the snow.”
I turn slowly to face him. Our eyes meet. Niall looks down briefly, as if mustering some courage. “Becca, I have a confession. I’ve been crazy bout you since the day we met.”
My heartbeat quickens.. “You have? Why didn’t you say anything?”
“I was afraid you wouldn’t feel the same.”
I smile. “But I do, Niall. You’re all I’ve thought about since we met.”
“I’m happy to hear you say that.” Niall twirls my hair gently around his finger. “You’re so beautiful, Becca.”
I lay my hand on his chest. “You make me feel beautiful, Niall.”
As he puts his hands on my waist, I realize how perfectly they feel there.
Niall asks me quietly. “May I kiss you?”
I grin. “Absolutely.”
He slowly moves to kiss me, pausing halfway. He grins. “I’ve waited so long for this, I don’t want to disappoint you.”
I rub my hands up and down his biceps. “You won’t disappoint me, Niall.” Then I wrap my arms around his neck.
I close my eyes as Niall’s lips meet mine. They are even softer than I expected. A few gentle kisses are followed by several more passionate ones. Niall’s hands move from my waist to my back, as his kisses move to my neck. I run my fingers through his hair. A moan escapes me as Niall kisses the base of my throat. He looks into my eyes, pushing my hair back from my face, then taking my hand and leading me to the couch.
We sit on the couch for some time, kissing. I realize as I feel Niall’s hands all over me, that I want so much more from him. It just feels right.
Niall pulls back. “I need to tend to the fires.”
I just nod my head yes, unable to find any words. First he disappears into the bedroom, then returning to deal with the fire in the living room.
Standing in front of me, he offers me his hand. The look on his face is so overwhelming. A mixture of want, sweetness, and...love? How could I resist? I take his hand and we walk to the bedroom.
Stopping in front of the bed, I get up on my tiptoes, taking Niall’s bottom lip between mine. Then I feel his tongue urging. The taste of him driving me crazy.
Pulling his shirt over his head, then tossing it aside, I then find myself undoing the
button on his jeans. Who the hell is this brave, confident woman? I guess Niall brings her out.
Taking a moment to look around the room, with it’s roaring fire and romantic candlelight, I realize there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.
Niall kisses my neck before pulling my shirt off. Then hooking his thumbs in the sides of my yoga pants he effortlessly removes them.
Returning his hands to my hips he backs up towards the bed. Sitting on the edge, he pulls me close to stand directly in front of him.
I put my hands on his shoulders. “You are so handsome, Niall.”
“Do you have any idea how amazing you are, B?”
His hands leave my hips, moving north to remove my bra. They pause on my waist as his mouth starts at my neck and works its way quickly down.
I grip his shoulders tightly as his kissing and biting drives me to the brink.
Standing, he finishes undressing. Moving onto the bed, he puts out his hand to me. “Come here, Beautiful.”
My heart skips a beat as I climb onto the bed, lying beside him. Up on his elbow, taking in all of my body, with a sparkle in those gorgeous blue eyes. “Are you sure, B?”
I touch his face. “I’m sure, Niall.”
As he devours my mouth, his hands take possession of my body. I am literally his completely, body and soul.
When he joins us together, I feel tears of joy form in my eyes. We move together perfectly, causing my body to shake with pleasure as I go over the edge. Niall crying out my name, as I do the same.
Laying in his arms after, he kisses my head, whispering “Mo Grá” in my ear.
“What’s that mean?”
Niall plays with my hair, twirling it between his fingers. “It’s Irish, for “My Love.”
My breath catches in my throat. I’ve never really believed in fate...until now, that is.

Niall gets up in the middle of the night to tend to the fires. We make love again, so
sweet, gentle, perfect.

The next couple days are some of the best of my life. They are filled with Niall playing his guitar and serenading me, till I feel like my heart will burst. I still suck at the board games, except when we played strip poker. Let’s just say that was a double win for me. Niall in various stages of undress was a definite win.
And of course there was lots of sex. I mean come on, we have to stay warm.
I feel myself falling hard for Niall, wishing I could stop the clock for a little while.

One morning I’m sitting on the bed while Niall takes care of the fire in the living room.
He comes back in the bedroom, jumping on the bed.
I laugh. “Careful, Niall, you’re gonna break the bed.”
He kisses my neck. “Babe, if we haven’t broke it yet, it’s not gonna break.”
I blush. “I guess that’s true.”
“Guess what, B? I just realized it’s Christmas Eve.”
“It is? I guess we lost track of time.”
He takes my hand. “Come see what I’ve found.”
I follow him into the living room. He shows me a cabinet bursting with craft supplies.
“I think we should use these to make each other Christmas gifts.”
I smile. “I love that, Niall.”
He grins. “Great. I’ll go in the bedroom, you can work out here.”
He grabs a bunch of supplies, before heading to the bedroom; giving me a kiss, telling me. “I’ll miss you, Mo Grá.”
I swallow hard as I watch him walk to the bedroom. Everytime he calls me that I feel myself falling deeper and deeper.
While I try to think of what to make for Niall, I decide to make us a Christmas tree. It’s out of construction paper, it’s definitely not perfect, but it’s ours. I even make a few ornaments to attach to it. I make a Derby County one for Niall, a Golden State Warriors one for myself. Then I use white, orange and green paper to make Niall an Irish flag one.
Alright time to make Niall’s gift. I look through my bag, finding the picture that Cal took of Niall and I on the day we met. I make a heart shaped frame for it. Then I wrap it in tissue paper, putting it under the tree.
Heading into the kitchen, I discover that the microwave works, and there is plenty of popcorn. All I need now is thread and a needle.

The first thing Niall sees is the Christmas tree. “Did you make this, B?”
“Yes. It’s not very good.”
Niall grins. “Are you kidding? I love it.” Looking closely, he adds. “I love the ornaments, Babe. Except you forgot a topper. I’ll be right back.”
When he returns, he attaches a heart shaped topper, as he stands back I can see it has our initials. N.H. + B.W.
“It’s perfect, Niall.”
He sits beside me on the couch, giving me a kiss. “What are you doing? Popcorn chains?”
I smile. “Yep. I thought we needed some decorations. You can help me, if you promise not to eat it all.”
“Well now, you know me Becca, I can’t make any promises.”

Before we go to bed that night, Niall insists we put out milk and cookies for Santa.
“You are such an adorable dork.”
He grins. “You love it!”
I laugh. “Yes, I do.”

Laying in bed, after we make love, Niall holds me in his arms. He plays with my hair as he whispers in my ear. “I’m so happy to be spending this Christmas with you, B. Just you and me, Mo Grá.”
I lay my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

The next morning, Niall wakes me with a kiss. He has the excitement in his eyes of a toddler waiting to see if Santa came.
As we enter the living room I notice that Niall even went so far as to eat the cookies, and drink the milk.
“Hey look, Santa came.”
“I hope he didn’t peek in the bedroom.” I tease.
Niall cackles. “He’d have gotten an eyeful.”

We retrieve the gifts from the tree, and sit on the couch facing each other.
“You first.” I tell Niall.
He grins. “Alright.”
I watch his face as he gently tears back the tissue paper. The look that comes across his face as he sees the picture, warms my heart. Looking up into my eyes, he says. “This is from the day we met.”
I smile. “You remember?”
He touches my hand. “Of course, I do. I love this, B. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Niall swallows hard, looking nervous. “Your turn.”
I carefully pull off the tissue. Inside is construction paper in the shape of a cabin. It has several little flaps to open. At the top Niall has written, ‘All the Things I love About You’.
I look up to meet his beautiful eyes. He smiles shyly. Under the first flap it says, ‘Your kindness’.
The next flap. ‘Your knowledge of sports’. I laugh.
The next. ‘Your eyes. I love that they are unique.’
I lift the next flap. ‘Your adorable American ass’. I meet his eyes again, laughing. He stills seems nervous.
The next flap. ‘Your shyness. Because that means there are things you only share with
me’. I can feel the tears coming. Niall rubs my hand.
I open the final flap. ‘All of you. You are perfect to me’. The tears fall. “Niall, thank you, I love it.”
He wipes away my tears. “Becca, I don’t know if this storm was fate or destiny, but I do know that you and I are meant to be. I hope you feel the same.”
“I do, Niall. Absolutely.”
He smiles. “Then we can continue this? You’ll be my girl?”
I grin. “Niall, I’m already your girl.”
He has a huge grin as he reaches behind his back. “One more gift.” He says handing me a small box.
“Where did this come from?”
“I bought it for you earlier, I was going to give it to you after the shoot that day.”
I remove the wrapping paper. When I open the lid, I find the most beautiful necklace. It’s the letter B, covered in diamonds, on a gold chain.
“Niall, I love it! Thank you.”
“You’re welcome, Babe. Let me put it on for ya.”
After he fastens it, he turns me to face him. Kissing me sweetly, perfectly.
“Happy Christmas, Becca.”
“Happy Christmas, Niall.”

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