It was my first time on tour with the boys and I knew things were going to be pretty hectic on the road with the guys.

"I can't believe this is happening!" I shouted

"Hey stop shouting; I'm trying to get some sleep here!" Liam called back

"Sorry Li!"

I headed to see what Niall and Harry were doing.

Playing FIFA, as usual.

"Hey guys"

"Hey El, come join us" Harry suggested. I looked at Niall, our eyes locked for what seemed like eternity and then turned to look back at his game. It caused the butterflies in my stomach to take action; I felt my cheeks turn a shade of red; he always had this effect on me.

"Umm that's okay there's no room anyway" I said with disappointment.

It was true; it was only a two person couch, taken by Harry….and Niall.

"Oh that's okay Niall will offer you his lap, won't you Niall?" Harry said smirking.

Niall's response was to look at me with his crystal blue eyes, making my legs wobble. I took a couple of steps then placed myself onto Niall's lap, perfect fit. I felt so nervous but it felt so comfortable yet so right. I could feel his stares burning through the back of my neck as I watched Harry vs. Niall. He was tense, but I felt safe.

There was a big bump that had caused the bus to jump, almost throwing me in the air, but I felt two strong secure arms wrap themselves around my waist, keeping me exactly intact.

Niall.

"I WIN!" Harry screamed.

"No you only won because I-"

Niall stopped in his tracks only to make me realise he had lost the game…to save me. He had saved me and had sacrificed his game. Whoa.

"Because you saved your girlfriend right?" Harry chuckled

It made me blush, even harder.

"I have to go." Niall managed to say before pacing out the room.

"HA, what a sore looser!" Harry spat out.

I gave Harry a look of grimace before walking after Niall. I walked down the hallway, his room was right at the end, I walked slowly towards Niall's room and grabbed the handle, and it turned, limply in my fingers.

"Niall?" I said softly. He was laying on his bed, as he realised I stepped inside his room and closed the door, he shot up and looked at me, once again.

"El, what are you doing here?" he said

"I was worried about you, I'm sorry about your game, I didn't mean to… you know-"

"It's not your fault, you would've gotten hurt if I didn't umm do anything and I couldn't let that happen."

His words played in my head, the way he had said them.

"Thank you, I umm appreciate it." I managed to spit out before turning around.

As I turned towards the door, I felt Niall's hand grab me by the waist and turn me around to face him. His eyes were staring at my lips; I could feel the inch between us close up as he grabbed my hair and pulled me towards his lips. He tasted of pure and utter sweetness, his sweet damp lips on mine felt as if they were meant to be there. His hand placed on the small of my back and his other on my waist securely holding me in place. He pushed me back against the wall still not leaving my lips. I ran my fingers through his gorgeous soft blond hair.

Niall had pulled away and looked at me with a look of affection.

"I've been waiting to do that ever since I've met you." Niall spoke.