Hello lovelies! I know I haven't posted for awhile and looking back on how many comments I've gotten about the delay of this imagine I'm 100% sure nobodies been waiting for this.
Anyways I would just like to worn you that in this imagine they will be dealing with money. I am American and the money people use in Ireland, Britain and places like that confuse me a lot at the moment. I am still trying to convert pounds and Euros into dollars. So I'm just going to use dollar bills in this imagine. Ok? Ok. YOU MAYYY READ NOWWWWW!!!
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Niall's POV
"Y/N WHERE ARE YOU?!" I yell searching everywhere in her lonely flat. "Come on I know you're here! You butt-dialed me."
I could hear some shuffling coming from a closet down the hallway so I make my way towards it. I open it slowly seeing y/n's tear stained face sitting in the back. "Y/n?" I whisper. "Y/n what's wrong."
"You were right Ni." She whispers wiping some tears away. Her makeups smeared, black makeup runs down her face along with her tears. I slide in next to her putting my arms around her.
"What happend?" I ask. She sniffs a couple times before laying her head on my shoulder.
"He hit me." She says. "And then he left. Can you believe that?" She asks. I could feel my arms become stiff as I tried to remain calm.
"He hit you?" I seeth.
"Yeah and then he said.. He said it was my fault." She says. She begins to cry harder so I held her closer.
"It's not your fault, I hope you know that." I say. She shrugs wiping away more tears.
"Where's your broken heart?" I ask. She looks confused so I continue. "I want to fix it. You don't deserve this y/n. You're beautiful, smart, and one of the most amazing people I know. Please don't cry over him, he's not worth it. I promise princess; ok?" I ask. She nods standing up. I stand up to. I was surprised when instead of leaving the closet she gave me a hug.
"Some girl is going to be so lucky to have you some day Ni." She whispers. You maybe? I thought.
"I'll always be here for you." I whisper. "Now how about you go get cleaned up and we can go get some dinner." She nods releasing me and walking to the bathroom. She shuts the door so I walk down the hall and into the living room.
As I was looking at the pictures that scattered her walls there was a knock at the door. I open it to reveal the bastard himself.
"Y/n I'm so sorry I- what the hell are you doing here Horan?" He asks realising it was me.
