One Direction One Shots

Can't you feel the love tonight? No? Well maybe you should read this instead. These are One Direction fan fictions- and you can have one with yourself in it too if you'd like! From the craziest of settings to the most romantic of dates- you'll find all of these tales and more here!


26. Niall and Kirsty- Ebbing Tides

"What the hell did you do to him?!" I screamed at the girl in front of me. By now her blue eyes were opened in fear- afraid of... me? This girl... had been dating my best friend, Niall. He and I had known each other for years, I loved him. In fact I even helped him land a first date with this chick.

"I-I... It was an accident!" She waved her hands in front of her face to protect it, just in case I was to punch her.

"Oh yeah, that's was an accident?" I gestured towards his cowering body in the corner, curled up in the fetal position. I had managed to walk straight into their fight, one of many which I had understood were getting more and more frequent. He had a scratch on his cheek and blood running down it where she had slapped him with her long nails. So far, that was the only physical injury I could see on him... but considering he was huddled on the ground there must be more.

“We... he...” Her voice squeaked- she had been caught red-handed and she knew it.

“Get out,” I stared at the floor, my fists still in balls but at least I wasn’t swinging at her stupidly perfect jaw line.

“What?” She said finally after mumbling.

“I said get out!” I shouted in her face. She stared me dead in the eye for a second then slipped past me towards the door. “I don’t ever want to see you near Niall again!” She turned around briefly to glare in my direction before slamming the door behind her. I regained my bearings and rushed to Niall.

“Ni... are you okay?” I said wiping the hair off of his forehead and swiping the blood away from his face. He turned tentatively on his back against the wall to look at me.

“Kirsty?” I held his face and smiled lightly, trying to make him feel better.

“Yes Ni, it’s me. Where are you hurt?”

“You were so brave,” he avoided my question.

“Ni... where are you hurt?” I asked again.

“No one has ever done something like that for me.”

“Well I just did, now come on sit up,” I helped lift him up and leaned him against the wall. I carefully unbuttoned his fancy collared shirt that he had planned on wearing to his date tonight. My breath caught in my throat at the site. His whole upper torso was scattered with purple bruising. “She did this to you?” I looked at him terrified, he just nodded slightly. I rushed to get some cold face cloths and tried to help him. The pain would leave but the damage she left in his heart would not. He had loved her- I knew that. He told me he thought she was ‘the one’. I guess things change.

            I blotted tentatively at the damaged skin and tried to avoid the fact that I was touching his toned chest. Niall sat wincing and occasionally opened his eyes to make sure I was okay, I attempted to put on a smile, however fake it was.

“Niall... why didn’t you fight back?” I asked hesitantly.

“How could I... I can’t hit her,” he sighed. Niall was right, he couldn’t hurt a fly. I just shook my head.

“Well if someone is hurting you, stick up for yourself!” He shook his head slowly.

“Kirsty... you didn’t have to do that you know.”

“What was I supposed to do? Sit and watch as she beat you with a frying pan until you got knocked out?” I roused.

“No... It’s just, I know how much you care about me, and the way I’ve been treating you hasn’t been fair at all.” I looked at the ground as tears began to well up in my eyes. “Kirs, I care about you more than any other person in the world. I realized that a long time ago, but I was too stupid to acknowledge it.” A tear slipped down my cheek. I did love him, maybe a bit more than a friend; but I never wanted to ruin that.

“I-I... I love you Ni.” Niall let a smirk cross his lips as he brushed his fingers over my cheek and held my other hand like a life line.

“I love you to Kirsty.” He leaned forward as best he could and pressed his lips to mine tenderly. The feeling that I had always hid for years came out in that second and my heart pounded in my chest. I looked into his eyes, the eyes that I had come to know; bluer than the ocean, in pain, but the love I saw reflecting there was no mistake.

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