#jun 17

Tour was coming to an end. Eight months on the road, eight months together, and a lifetime of memories. You’ll never be able to thank Niall for giving you this job that you love and for declaring his love for you. 

Niall was getting emotional, looking through photos and reminiscing on the memories. You were laying on his chest, looking at the photos with him, in just his t-shirt. “I’ve had so much fun on this tour, babe.” 

He pulled you closer to him and kissed your temple. “This tour wouldn’t have been the same without you.” 

“Thank you for giving me a job too.” 

Niall pinched your hip. “Had me sleeping with the help.” 

You giggled. “The help?” He smirked as you climbed on top of him. “Is that all I am to you?” 

Niall put his hands on your bare butt and squeezed. “No. Far more.” 

You giggled. “The help and someone to sleep with.” 

Your boyfriend rolled his eyes. “The love of my life,” he said. 

Your face got hot. “That’s… really?” You asked, not making eye contact with him. 

Niall smiled. “C’mon. You know that.” 

“Mmm,” you smiled. “Maybe I do.” 

Niall booped your nose. “Well, know it.”

You giggled and sat up a bit. “Show me.” 

“Show you?” He smirked.

“Yeah,” you bit your lip. “Prove that I’m the love of your life.” 

“By fucking you in a small tour bus bed?” 

“Yes.” 

Ever since you got on birth control, you and Niall seemed to be going at it like bunnies. 

Niall chuckled. “Alright. Help me get these pants off then.” 

You gladly pulled his pajama bottoms off and aligned yourself up on his dick since you were bottomless. You slid right onto him and you both moaned. “You’re always so tight for me, baby.” 

Niall held onto your hip as you bounced on top of him. You whined and ran your fingers through your hair. “Ni.” 

“I got ya, baby. Keep going.” 

You whined again and bit your lip. He felt so good. He always did. And now that you knew it was love-making instead of just sex, it felt even better. 

Niall moaning under you made your stomach flutter even more. He reached up and squeezed your boobs over your shirt. “You’re so fucking hot. I can’t stand it,” he said through gritted teeth. 

When you slammed down hard on his cock, Niall threw his head back and moaned. It was very wet in between you and with his cock fully emerged inside of you, your hearts were both racing. 

He opened his eyes and looked at you. Your eyes were rolling, your mouth was hanging open, and he could see the slight bounce of your boobs under your shirt. Niall moaned. He really needed you to cum or he was going to go early. “Please, baby. Need you to cum.” 

You nodded, feeling it bubble in your stomach. You lifted your shirt slightly and was reaching down to rub your clit when you felt Niall’s finger on it before you could rub it yourself. 

You felt yourself clenching in no time. “Shit. Shit, Ni.” 

“Come on, baby. Need you to cum for me. So, I can cum and put a baby in you.” 

You were so fucked out that your mind didn’t register what he was saying. You just moaned. Your pussy clenched around his cock and you came violently. 

“That’s it. Fuck,” Niall practically growled. Your orgasm spurred his on and he held you down as he came inside of you. 

When you both came down from your highs, you collapsed on his chest and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Niall’s cock slipped out of you as it softened. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck. “Do you really want to have a baby with me?” 

He squeezed you tightly. “No,” he let out a breath. “I want to have lots of babies with you.” 

You smiled and kissed his cheek. “Some day. I promise.” 

“Really?” 

“Yeah. Of course. I think you’d be a great dad.” 

Niall smiled and hummed. “Our kids would be so cute.” 

“I mean obviously.” 

“God. And you would be so cute pregnant. I’m picturing it now,” Niall closed his eyes. 

You jokingly slapped him on his chest. “What was that for?” 

“Stop picturing it. Cause I might give in.” 

“I’ll throw away your birth control right now,” he grabbed your chin. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.” 

You bit your lip. “I haven’t even told my parents about us.” 

“Well, what are ya waiting for? Call ‘em up.” 

You giggled and kissed him. “I’m waiting to tell them in person when we’re home from tour.”  

You got up and went to the bathroom to clean yourself up. When you were finished and walked back out, Niall was still laying on the bed, naked. “Put your dick away. Geez.” You chuckled.

He pouted as he put his pants back on. “That’s not a sentence I want to hear you say.” 

“What?” You laughed as you grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. “Having your cum run down my legs isn’t enough?” 

“Mmm,” he said, getting up. “It’s going to waste. Put some panties on so it stays in there.” 

“What is with you today?” You chuckled. 

Niall bit his lip as you stood in front of him in your shirt. “You’re picturing it again, aren’t you?” 

But he didn’t answer you. 

After a minute of him staring, you lifted your shirt up and flashed him your boobs. This seemed to shake him. “What did you say?” 

You pulled your shirt back down. “Come on. You’ve got to get ready for your last rehearsal.” 

But, instead of getting dressed, he grabbed onto your hips. “Babe.” 

“Please just a quickie. How can I be apart from you when you look like that?” 

“Down boy,” you said, getting out your clothes for the day. “I’ll give you a blowie after rehearsals if we have time, ok?” 

Niall pouted as you got dressed. “What? You don’t want one?” 

He adjusted himself. “No. I do. I just-.” 

“Do I have to put you on a ban again?” 

“No no! Please no.” 

“Alright. Then, you will wait, ok?” Niall nodded. You tapped his cheek. “Now, go get dressed.” 

Niall groaned, but he put on his clothes, grabbed his guitar, and headed into the venue, hand in hand with you. 

Rehearsal went well, even though he kept sneaking glances at you. You loved rehearsal because you got to watch from the seats and snap pictures of him and the band. 

Niall and his band did a little huddle and he gave a pep talk for the last show. You could see some of them getting emotional. When they pulled apart from the huddle, they all cleaned up their instruments and went back to their normal routine until showtime. 

There were some band members who were talking to Niall. And as much as he loved his band, he just wanted to get to you. 

When they left, you walked up to the stage. Niall walked over to you and leaned down. 

“How much for a night with the lead singer?” You joked. 

“One million dollars,” Niall smirked. 

“Mm. Sorry. I can’t afford that. My boss is too cheap and doesn’t pay me enough.” 

Niall raised an eyebrow and ran his tongue over his teeth. “Is that so?” 

“Mmhmm.” 

“I think I can make an exception.” 

You smiled. “You’ll let me sleep with the drummer?” 

“Definitely not. Get your arse up here.” 

You looked at the stage and contemplated taking the steps on the side, but you were feeling lazy. You tried to hoist yourself up when you felt Niall’s arms grab onto your underarms and lift you up on stage. You fell on top of him and you both started laughing. He rolled you under him and kissed you. 

“Get a room!” You heard someone shout. 

“We have one. Thanks,” Niall shouted back. 

You giggled and Niall kissed you again. “Let’s go to our room.” 

He got up and then he helped you up. You quickly made your way to his room where you delivered a blow job just as you promised. 

After Niall came in your mouth, his head hit the back of the couch. “I just love you so much. You’re so good to me.” 

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Niall was a bit emotional before the last show. He was hugging all of his bandmates. “Alright. We gotta sing. Can’t get too emotional yet,” he said. 

You were waiting for him backstage and he put an arm around your waist and kissed your temple. “There’s my girl. Last one.” 

“I know. How’s the fit?” 

You had sewn a custom suit for him for the last night. It was a shade of blue darker than his eyes and a white shirt, which he left unbuttoned in a few places. You spent the whole tour working on this suit, putting accents on the sleeves and edges. The back had in colors of The Show album, “when it all melts down, I’ll be there.” He added shiny black shoes to it and looked absolutely delicious. 

“The fit is amazing, babe. I’m so proud of you. You’re so talented.” 

You smiled and held onto his chest as you walked. “I’m glad you like it.” 

“I love it.” 

He kissed your cheek just before he strapped his guitar onto him and went to line up behind the curtain. You were going to surprise him this show and watch it from the audience. You snuck back and followed security to a place in the front. After they made sure you were settled, you got out your phone and listened to the excited chatter around you.

Niall’s tour opening, which you loved so much, played, and fans screamed so loud. Some fans were already getting emotional. Most of them had their phones up, ready for Niall to play “Nice to Meet Ya.” You were just taking it all in.

When the curtain rose, you smiled and danced in front of your seat, singing along to every word. Niall was a natural on the stage. After a few songs, Niall approached the microphone to talk. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but tour ends tonight.” The crowd groaned. “I know. ‘M sad too. But, I promise I won’t be gone too long.” This time, the crowd cheered. “We’re gonna make tonight super special. This is one of my favorites, so if you know it, sing along.” He cleared his throat. “That first night we were standing at your door…”

You smiled. “Black & White” had always been your favorite song of Niall’s. You don’t think you’ve ever told him that, but you’d let him know by singing your heart out to it. Niall didn’t notice you in the crowd right away. Only when he moved across the stage for “If You Leave Me” did he catch a glimpse of you. His eyebrows raised and he winked before moving to the other side of the stage. The two girls next to you, turned to look, one of them looked jealous. 

You heard some people whispering, but you ignored it. When Niall got to the acoustic section, he changed up the show a little bit. “Ok. It’s the last night. I have a little treat for you all. This one goes out to someone special,” he smiled at you.

“Your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me.” The audience was deafening. Once they stopped screaming, they sang along. 

Once Niall got to the chorus, your face was filled with tears. “But, it’s you. It’s you. It’s you, they add up to. I’m in love with you… and all your little things.” 

You wiped away your tears and sniffled. Some fans noticed, but you didn’t care. At the end, Niall looked right at you and you mouthed, “I love you.” 

“I love you too,” he mouthed back. 

This time, a lot of people noticed. “Do you know him?” one fan asked.

“I mean, yeah, it’s Niall Horan. Don’t we all know him?” 

The girl gave you side eye and then tried to get Niall’s attention the rest of the show with her sign. You played it cool the rest of the concert.

When the show ended, Niall had tears in his eyes. He blew a kiss to the audience. “Thank you for the most incredible tour. I’ll never forget this. Ever. I love you all.” 

“Especially you,” the girl behind you said. You just rolled your eyes. He didn’t want to get off the stage and no one wanted to leave. You think it was 30 minutes by the time, he finally said good night and ran off the stage. As the fans filed out, you met up with a security guard and he took you back stage. 

Once Niall saw you, he scooped you up and twirled you around. “Nice little surprise tonight. You out there.” 

“I had to see the magic from up front,” you smiled.

“Well, I loved it.”

“The girls around me didn’t. I think we’re being found out,” you bit your lip.

“Good. Let them find out.” 

Niall put his arm around you and you kissed his cheek as he high-fived or hugged every one involved in the show. He thanked them all and a bunch of tears were shed. When you got to the fitting room, Niall sniffled. “You ok, baby?”

“Yeah.” he said, but you saw a tear fall down his cheek. 

“Oh, honey,” you wiped it and pouted. 

“I’m fine. I’m fine. Happy tears,” he assured you as you opened the door. 

Niall was going to take a quick shower before everyone was going to go out to celebrate the ending of tour. “Wanna join me?” he raised his eyebrows.

You giggled. “I would, but we don’t have a lot of time and I know it won’t be a quick shower if I’m in there with you.”

Niall pouted. “Ok.” He actually listened and got into the shower by himself. 

He got changed when he was done and you both headed to the after party. Tears were shed, but also a lot of alcohol was drank.

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After everyone slept in the last day, Niall got up and sifted through tour photos that he was sent. You were packing, ready to get off this bus and back home. He was biting his lip and looking stressed about something. He sighed. “Ni, you ok?”

He picked his head up and looked at you. “I made my thank you post to Columbia. Now, I’m trying to make a tour round up post.”

“Ok,” you said, running your hands on your jeans and turning your attention to him. “And did you want my help?”

“Well, it’s more of a permission thing,” he bit his lip.

“What do you mean?”

He picked up his phone and scrolled until he found what he wanted. Niall held up his phone and showed you a picture of you and him. His arm was around your shoulders and he was kissing your temple. You couldn’t see your face, but it was a really cute photo. “I want to know if it’s ok if I post this.”

“Oh.” 

“It's ok if you say no. I just really love that pic of us,” he smiled looking at it. 

You climbed onto his lap and gave him a peck. “Post it.” 

“Are you sure?” He asked, holding onto your hip. “Once I do, there’s no going back. Everyone will know.” 

“It’s ok. I told my parents earlier.” 

“You did?” Niall smiled. “What’d they say?” 

“They seemed happy. But my dad wants to talk to you in person.” 

“Absolutely. Let’s do it. We’ll go to them on Tuesday.” 

You smiled. “Post it.” 

“Baby. You have to be sure. It will go viral.” 

“We’re just that cute, huh?” 

Niall chuckled. “I just want to protect you.” 

“As long as I’m with you, I’m safe.” 

Niall gave you a kiss before he hit post. “That’s that. It’s out there.” He put his hands up and dropped his phone on the bed. Immediately his phone was chiming and dinging every second. You both chuckled. 

You kissed him again and hummed. “Whatever happens, we’re in this together.” 

“Absolutely. And we’re not reading comments.” 

You bit your lip. “Maybe a few.” 

“Baby.” 

You giggled. “Ok. I won’t.” 

“Good girl. Only people’s opinions that matter are right here in this room.” 

“Exactly.” 

“I love you.” 

“I love you too.” 

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Your mom wouldn’t stop hugging Niall. She squealed and winked at you. Meanwhile, your dad was giving him a stiff talking-to. All you heard Niall say over and over again was “Yes, sir. Of course, sir.” 

Harry had hugged you too. Granted, he had talked to your parents before you got there, so they were a bit calmer. But, they had always liked Niall, so they didn’t see a problem with the situation. 

“Alright, Dad,” you chimed in, wrapping your arms around Niall’s waist. “That’s enough grilling for one day.” 

“Just want to make sure he knows I mean business.”

“He knows, Dad. Believe me. Harry already talked with him.” 

“Good,” your dad shook Niall’s hand and he hugged you. “You kids must be exhausted.” 

“A bit,” Niall chuckled. 

“Go put your stuff in the guest room,” your dad told him. “We may be cool with you two being together, but if you're under our roof, you are not sleeping in the same bed.” 

“Yes, sir,” Niall said. 

“Dad.” 

“Don’t argue with me, (Y/N),” your dad put your bag on your bed. “He doesn’t have to stay here.” 

Harry was standing in the doorway. “Plus, I don’t need to hear my best friend and my sister going at it.” He made a puking face.

You decided to stay at your parent’s for a few days since you came to tell them the news and they were in a different state. Harry was visiting as well and it would be a nice time.  

And the public had a good reaction to the two of you. Media and fans alike. 

Everything was going well… for now.

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