One Shots

Emily&Niall

I smile, letting the sunrays wash over me. It was a beautiful day. So nice and warm. Perfect beach weather. I glance over at my friends who were chatting amongst each other, while lathering on. I shake my head slightly, silently laughing at them as I reach into my bag and pull out my book and headphones. I was planning on finishing my book while trying not to get to burnt today. I turn on my ipod, turning to a play list my friend Maren had made for me. I knew that most of it probably wasn't going to be my style, we had very different tastes, but who knows? Maybe she'll have put something good in. Pretty soon, I'm completely engrossed in my own world of music and fantasy.

"Emily" a frustrated voice says snapping me out of my book as a hand begins shaking me. I pull out my headphones and look over at Maren confused.

"Yea?" I ask.

"Finally" she says with a sigh. "I've been calling you for five minutes now. We were going to go to the food stand, do you want to come or do you want anything?" she asks. I shake my head.

"I'm fine here thanks. Although if you want to bring me back a bottle of water that'd be great" I say with a grin.

"Ok" she says with a nod and the two of them walk off. I turn my attention back to my book, sliding my headphones back in. I'm surprised when I recognize one of the songs on the play list. It must be one of the ones that Maren was constantly playing.

"You don't know-oh-oh. You don't know you're beautiful" I sing quietly under my breath. The chorus was the only part I recognized and I didn't trust my singing skills enough to sing it any louder.

"Niall behind you!" a voice yells and I look up just in time to see a boy running backward right towards me. He tries to turn around but it's too late and he goes flying over my chair knocking us both over.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry are you ok?" he asks. I nod, looking around for my book which I see strewn face down a few feet away. I grab it, flipping it open and start shaking it hoping to get at least some of the sand out of the pages. I was sure some sand had already been ingrained in the binding.

"Oh your book" he says worriedly.

"It's fine" I assure him, finally looking up to see my attacker. My eyes widen as I take in his blond hair and piercing blue eyes. He was gorgeous. He spots my ipod on the ground by are feet and bends down to pick it up.

"Who you listening to?" he asks as he starts putting a headphone in.

"Oh it's just some band my friend is obsessed with." I say turning red. He didn't seem like the type to listen to boy bands. His eyes widen as he hears the song and he quickly takes it out and hands it back to me.

"You're friend you say? Not you?"

I shake my head. "She made me this play list and wouldn't leave me alone until I listened to it" I explain. I see what looks like relief flash across his eyes and he glances back at his friends who are standing a couple yards away.

"I don't suppose your friend is here is she?" he asks, a trace of worry in his voice.

"Uh yea actually. She is just at the food stand getting something to eat..." I say cautiously. What was up with this guy? He lets out a sigh, taking off his snapback and running a hand through his hair.

"You seem like a cool girl, I don't suppose you'd want to ditch them and hang out with us would you?" he asks, glancing in the direction of the food stand. "Although we're probably going to have to leave here and go somewhere else." he says a bit reluctantly.

"I probably shouldn't. I'm not exactly the type to go off with strangers" I say with a laugh. He grins slightly, nodding his head in understanding.

"Well maybe I could get your phone number then? So we won't be strangers?" he asks, a hopeful smile appearing on his face. I laugh nodding my head.

"Sure" I say and he reaches into his pocket, pulling out his phone. I quickly type in my number and hand it back to him. He glances back in the direction of the food stand.

"I think you're friends are coming back" he says and I look over. Sure enough, Maren was on her way back. I nod. "Well that's my cue to leave. It was nice to meet you..." he says trailing off and I realize he's waiting for my name.

"Emily" I say with a smile stretching out my hand.

"Niall" he says with a grin shaking my hand. "I'll text you" he adds before releasing my hand and jogging off towards the other boys. He says something to a big man who was stretched out on a chair a little bit away and I watch as they hurriedly pack everything up and head for the parking lot. Niall throws one last look over his shoulder and waves as he notices I'm still watching. I return the wave before looking back at Maren who has finally made her way back.

"What?" I ask confused, seeing her eyes as big as saucers.

"Do you know who that was?" She asks, half demanding, half shrieking.

"A really cute Irish boy?" I ask, having noted his accent when we were talking. She looks like she was about to pass out. She quickly grabs my ipod, practically shoving the headphones into my ears as she plays a song. I recognize it as the one I had been listening to when he had tripped over me. The same one he'd listened to.

"Do you hear that?" she asks and I nod my head, utterly confused.

"That's him. This is One Direction and you just met Niall Horan"