Niall Horan Imagines

Silent Treatment (Request)

A/N Sorry it took so long I needed access to a computer but couldn't get one till now!!! I hope you enjoy it @katieheal12 !

I walk back into Niall and I's living room from the kitchen. I have been in the kitchen all day cleaning up and making dinner.

"Niall I told you to pick up these dirty shirts earlier!" I complain. This house is a mess and all Niall has done was watch the stupid football (soccer) game and tend to make an even larger mess with all his food rappers. I sigh once more and pick up all the trash. He doesn't say one word.

"A thank you would be nice every once in a while" I mumble just loud enough to where he could hear me.

" Me thanking you for what? All you do is sit around all day! Its not like you work long hard hours then come back to a clingy pestering person always breathing down your neck!" his voice raising in a harsh tone.

"If i'm so effing clingy and annoying, then why am I here! I could be doing stuff much better with my time then slave to your ass everyday. You notice how your rooms never dirty? Yeah that's right you don't cause I clean it. Also how do you think everyday you come home and dinner is ready and on the table for you to eat cause ill damn right tell you the food fairy doesn't make it for you I do. So you know what i'm done!" I throw done the dirty shirt and rappers and walk up stairs. If he wants to act like a child then I will to...

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"Katie? Please open up" I look back up at the stars and start drawing once more.

"Katie please I know you're in there." But once again I act as if I don't hear him. I hear him twist the nob. I hear his footprints against the carpet. He places a hand on my shoulder. I finish the detail of my picture and look back up again.

"Katie can we talk about this?" I turn my back all the way to him and stare up at the stars. I look back down and grab my darker blue color pencil and begin to lightly shade in the sky.

"Katie please talk to me, I'm sorry ok. I just... it's just that rehearsal for the tour isn't really going my way these last couple of weeks.  I can't hit any of my higher notes and I can't get my timing right. Liam's also been tougher on me because of it. I'm just stressed, but that was no way to talk to you. I know you do a lot around here that my house would look like the dump without you. Please talk to me. I'm really, really, really sorry." His voice cracks. I can tell by the way his stare feels against me that hes looking at me with pleading eyes. A tear escapes my eye as I debate whether or not to give in. My mind tells my no he needs to know that this shouldn't happen and when he is bad he needs consequences, but my heart tells me other wise. That he was just stressed and I shouldn't have pressed harder on him that it was basically my fault. My heart and mind battle. I start to get worked up even more. I begin to sob as everything is unclear. Why is this so hard for me. Niall is already by my side soothing me. As I begin to think clearly again I can process what is happening.

"Katie i'm really sorry I didn't mean to snap at you." He says in a soothing voice.

"Its ok to be stressed Niall but can you please not take it out me? To vent about it at dinner or even when were getting ready for bed. Please?" I look deep in to his eyes.

"Of course princess, im sorry" He kisses my on the temple.

A/N I wasn't sure how you wanted it to end either bad or good. So I went with good to end on a good note. I hope you enjoyed!

Also if anyone else wants a personal imagine look at one of my previous chapters either 13 or the chapter called Missing Him.