Niall Horan Imagines

I Will See You Again

The air rushed out of my lungs and I couldn't breathe. My head spun and people were stepping on me. 

I watched as Niall ignored the brat that pushed me over, hopped over the fence and leaned over me. 

His hand found mine and he helped me up. I couldn't see the girl anymore as I stood up. 

He led me back to the fence and helped me over it. Usually I would feel self conscious around all these people, but his hand in mine made everyone disappear. My back hurt from various measures of torture. 

"(Y/N)," he smiled at me shyly. "Are you okay?" His question made my heart burst. I nodded. 

His hand pulled me to him, and his arms wrapped gently around me. The roar of the crowd increased. 

I felt him squeeze my hand slightly as we let go and I looked down. His perfect hand was in mine. Look at what he was wearing! I looked at his perfect face. Those eyes and nose and lips…

A young girl screeched abnormally and it brought me back to reality. 

Wait. What was going on?!

I cleared my voice. "Niall?" My voice shook. "What are you doing?" He looked around for a second, confused. 

"Excuse me, love?" His Irish accent made my legs tremble, but I kept going. 

"Why are all of a sudden are you...all over me?" His adorable eyebrows furrowed on his forehead and he frowned. "Not that I'm not enjoying most of it." My thoughts wandered to the screaming crowd. 

His hand pulled me out of the sight of everyone. My aching back pressed against the side of the bus that was invisible to everyone. 

He let go of my hand. "I don't know, love. I just…" he looked down, bowing his head. "When I saw you, something happened. Right here." His hand found mine again and rested it over his heart. He pulled me close to him suddenly. His face was close enough that I felt uncomfortable breathing. 

"Do you really think that could work?" I said, backing up a little. 

"Of course," he whispered. I crossed my arms across my chest and sighed quietly. 

I wanted so badly for it to work. I wanted it to make sense. I wanted him to love me. 

"Hey." He gently grasped my arms, putting his face close to mine again, smiling, and raising his eyebrows. "I'm going to make it work. Do you know why?" I heard laughing from inside the bus, but I shrugged as if I didn't hear them talking about me. My eyes descended downwards so I didn't have to meet his breathtaking gaze and tremble again. 

His hands slid down off of my arms and onto my waist. I felt him step close to me, but I still looked down at my feet. He pressed his forehead to mine and I started to blush and shake. I was so nervous. 

He took a deep breath and tipped my chin up with his fingers. His deep blue eyes seemed to smile as his face was blank. My smile appeared at my nervousness, but I didn't look away. He smiled too and whispered close to me, "Because I've finally found my princess." 

My breathing and heart stopped all at once. My eyes widened and I felt like I was going to cry. 

He...he...

His hand suddenly caressed my face as I breathed a shaky breath. My hands sat at my side, frozen in place. 

What happened next, I couldn't believe. 

My anxiety abruptly stopped. I breathed in once before his lips pressed against mine. 

My eyes automatically shut and his hand fell to my waist again. His lips were soft against mine and I wanted to scream. 

In the quiet, the chatter on the bus came to a distinct halt. 

He wrapped his arms around my torso, squishing our chests together. My hands woke up and slowly ran up his arms to his neck. I rested them there for half a second. As he started to kiss me with more energy, I weaved my hands throughout his hair. 

I had never felt anything so jolting. 

There was a hard knock on the glass behind us, and we both pushed away. We looked up at the window, but could only see a dark figure and the faintly hear the words, "Get a room!" 

Niall faintly chuckled and I looked back at him, our arms still holding each other. 

He smiled. "So?" He questioned. 

I smoothed his hair gently. 

Suddenly, Liam popped out of the bus. 

"Niall, we uh," he started. He smiled at me and then looked at him again. "We've got to go." 

We both looked back at each other as he stepped back inside. 

Niall pulled me into a hug again and sighed. 

When he pushed back, his lips found mine again, but shortly. 

I giggled involuntarily. 

"(Y/N)," he said on my face. "I will see you again, alright?" He started to push away, but took my hand. "This is not where it ends, I promise." 

I nodded and my eyes filled with tears. He started to guide me around the bus again as it rumbled to life. 

As he stepped up one step, he sighed and moved close to me again. 

"I will carry you with me," He pushed my hand against his heart again. "Until I see you again." 

A tear fell down my face, but I didn't show it. Instead, I smiled. 

He turned my palm towards me. His number was there. I had almost forgotten. 

"Okay," I sighed. 

He stepped up three steps, turned, and smiled. 

"(Y/N) Horan," he mumbled to himself. "Yeah. That sounds just about perfect." 

He grinned and blew a kiss. 

I burst into tears of joy. 

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oh my gosh i wrote this so long ago and it's like seriously a fantasy and would never happen xD

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