One Direction Imagines

Imagine For Rickayla

God, I literally hate thunderstorms.
I think rain is very nice when it's not pouring, but thunderstorms, just can't do 'em.
They scare me a lot.
To try and distract myself from the storm, I played my guitar a little, also thinking of a new song to write.
I'm getting nothing done.
Deciding I couldn't come up with any new material, I sang something else.
"I have loved you since we were eighteen." I sang softly, strumming my guitar a little until I messed up the chords.
This storm is distracting me so much and it's not supposed to end any time soon.
As I wrote down a lyric I thought of suddenly, everything clicked off, a loud clap of thunder making its way through my ears, shutting my soft music off.
I dropped my pen as my hands started to shake.
"NIALL!" I screamed out.
He's the only person that can help me through blackouts.
"It's okay, princess. I'm coming. Stay calm." Niall yelled down the stairs.
I heard his feet coming closer to me but I couldn't see him at all.
When I felt a hand on my cheek, I jumped and shrieked.
"It's okay. It's just me."
Niall took my guitar from my hands and gently placed it on the ground, crawling onto the sofa, holding me in his strong arms.
"I-I can't see you." I hiccuped.
"I'm here. I promise you're safe. I've got you."
He stroked my brown hair, humming softly in my ear.
"You know I love the blue dip-dye in your hair. It compliments your beautiful blue-grey eyes."
He's trying to calm me down with a little sweet talk.
It's sort of working, I guess.
I gripped onto the soft fabric of his shirt, my tears soaking into it.
The thunder rippled through the air again and I screamed out.
"Hey, it's okay, baby girl. You're safe." Niall whispered.
I just thought about everything.
The real reason I hate thunderstorms.
It's because of what happened during one of them.
When I was younger.
"Niall, oh, no. Niall, please. Don't let him hurt me. No, he's gonna do it again." I started to freak out and shake even more.
My anxiety was getting the better of me.
"Rickayla, listen. You're safe. It's just you and me. You're safe in my arms. I've got you. He can't get you. Never again." Niall whispered, kissing me.
I can't get taken again.
He hurt me so much.
Niall has to keep me away from him.
It's the only way I'll stay safe.
"Shh, stop thinking. Hold my hand and relax into me." He held me tighter to try and stop my sobs. "No need to be scared. I'm here. I'll protect you."
The lightening flashed through the windows as the thunder clapped again.
"Stop! You're hurting me!" I screamed.
I shook harder in Niall's arms but he just held me tighter and kissed me all over.
"Heart's against my chest, lips pressed to my neck. I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet. And with this feeling that I get, I'm in love now. Kiss me like you wanna be loved. You wanna be loved. This feels like falling in love. Falling in love. Falling in love." He sang softly.
I concentrated on his voice, his eyes not being an option.
It's so soft.
So comforting.
Like, it captivates me as he doesn't even have to try.
It's got such a unique style that no one else has.
Distracted by his voice, I hadn't realized the thunder had stopped along with the lightening and now it's only raining softy.
The lights came back on but I cuddled into Niall's chest further.
"It's over, baby. You're safe. It's all over." He whispered, kissing the top of my head.
I stopped trembling along with my tears and looked up to Niall to see him smiling at me.
"Thank you." I whispered sheepishly.
I always feel embarrassed after this.
I feel like I exaggerate every time.
He kissed my lips softly, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, before his hand laid on my cheek.
He wiped the stray tears away with his thumb and I turned into his hand.
"I love you, okay? I'm not gonna let you get hurt. I promise that I'll always be there and I'll always protect you." He said sincerely.
"Thank you. I love you to, Ni."
He pressed his lips to mine again, sharing the love and compassion.

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Hey! I hope you liked it! It took a little longer than I expected (sorry, tests and sports and school in general. But it's no excuse.) thanks so much for reading my works!