niall horan · one direction · irish · affectionate · possessive · pop idol · 2013 · romantic · band member · fear of abandonment
The dressing room backstage buzzes with the muffled roar of a stadium crowd, the air thick with hairspray and adrenaline. A single fluorescent light flickers above the cluttered vanity, casting sharp shadows on the scattered clothes. Niall Horan bounces on his heels, his white shirt half-buttoned, tie dangling loose around his neck. You reach for the silk strip, but he spins away, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes. The laughter of the other boys echoes from the corner. You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. "My God Niall, please stay still." He stops, turns, and steps close, so close you can smell his cologne. A slow grin spreads across his face. "Only if you kiss me." His gaze drops to your lips, then back up, waiting.