Kiss Me Slowly

I was best friends with Niall Horan and was like a little sister to the rest of the boys in One Direction. But that was it. A little sister. That was all he would see me as. He as in the curly haired one. The one with the dimples and the four nipples. He as in the guy I'm in love with.


1. Never Going To Happen

Dylan's POV

"Dylan!" Niall shouted over the crowd. "Over here!" He waved at me as I went and joined the boys. They were just leaving their interview as fans started to surround them.

"Sorry!" I said as I pushed through all the screaming girls and caught up with them. Paul stood behind me pushing the girls away as we got into the van.

Once we finally got in, I sighed. "So! How was the interview guys?" I asked.

"Well this one over here wouldn't stop flirting with the lady." Niall said behind me and ruffled Harry's hair. I turned around and laughed.

"Classic Styles." I said as the two boys started to hit each other on the heads.

I turned back around and rolled my eyes. They could be so immature at times.

I looked at Louis who was on his phone.

"Hey Lou, when's El coming to visit?" I asked. One Direction was now on tour and at the moment, we were in Dublin.

He shrugged. "I think she's coming tonight. She can't wait to see you. I know you want some girl time with her since you're always with us." He winked.

He went back on his phone and I looked over at Liam and Zayn who were also being anti-social.

I turned around and glanced at Harry for a second before staring out the window. Harry, the guy I've been in love with for so long that it hurt. I knew he was never going to feel the same way. We got along like siblings, it would be weird for him. My thoughts were interrupted by a whisper from behind me.


I turned around to see Niall poking his head through the gap between the seat. "Are you alright?"

I nodded. "Yeah, just a bit tired." I replied.

"It's not because of you know who right?" He raised his eyebrows.

I sighed and shrugged. He knew. He knew that I liked Harry. I told him about it a while ago and he kept it a secret. But he knew that there was no chance in the world that he would feel the same way. He was just really gentle and nice about it.

"Dyl, It's not even worth it." He smiled at me.

"Yeah yeah, I know Niall, but... I just really like him."

Niall jumped out of his seat and joined me. He put his arm around me and kissed my head.

"Would you really want to sacrifice your friendship for a relationship that might end as quickly as it starts?" He said softly.

I did a small smile. He always knew how to make me feel better. "I guess not." I muttered and put my head on his shoulders.

"That's right. So come on, lighten up! You're on tour with us! It's every girl's dream!" He flashed me a smile.

"Oh you so full of it!" I smacked his arm.

"Hey!" He called out and started tickling me.

"NIALL!!" I squealed. "STOP! STOP!" I said running out of breath through my screams of laughter.

He finally stopped tickling me and cackled before returning to his old seat. I tried to reach over and hit him but he was too quick.

He ducked and I finally gave up, taking my phone out. I checked twitter and texted El.


Hey el! Can't wait to see you tonight! Miss ya xxx


I looked back at Harry who was intrigued by something on his phone. I looked at his big green eyes and his perfectly plumped lips. 

"Ahem." Niall coughed and I looked at him who was shaking his head at me. "No." He mouthed.

I rolled my eyes and turned around as the van pulled into our hotel.

I was an average looking girl. Same height as Niall, long wavy brown hair, quite skinny and tanned. But I couldn't compare to any of Harry's previous girlfriends. I was a bit of a tomboy. Maybe that's why the boys never thought of me as a normal girl.

I took a deep breath as the van pulled into the hotel lobby with screaming girls eager to catch even only a glimpse of the boys.

Harry and I were never going to happen.

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