Back for You (a Niall Horan imagine)

Imagine (or maybe not)

Part 2

During 1D's tour, you text Niall every day and call him whenever you can. You love going to the concerts, but you never really get to be alone with him. Your relationship has been hard, but you've gotten through the first half of the tour ok.

One night, you're texting Niall while driving home from a friend's house. He says how much he misses you and that he wishes you could be at their show tonight in Dublin.

You begin to text back.

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Niall waits for you to respond, with no answer. He has to go onstage, and Louis finally drags him out of the dressing room, saying, "C'mon, loverboy. You can text her later."

He reluctantly turns his phone off and heads onstage for one of the biggest concerts of the tour.

After the concert, Niall sees that you still haven't responded. He calls you the next day, only to get your voicemail. He doesn't worry too much, since your phone's just probably broken or dead.

The next night, in the dressing room after another concert, Harry's skimming through the news on his iPhone when he stops, his mouth dropping open.

"Niall..." he says. "Niall, come over here... you-... you need to see this."

"What's up, Harry?" he asks.

He walks over and Harry hands him the phone. Niall reads the article title on the top of the screen:

'NIALL HORAN, One Direction: Girlfriend of 1D Member Pronounced Dead'

Niall's stomach lurches and he goes to the bathroom and throws up. Harry comes in a few seconds later. Niall is sitting on the floor, silent, tears rushing down his face. He goes out into the hallway, but collapses after a few steps. He looks up at Harry, who has tears in his eyes. Niall lets out a sob.

"How..?" he asks, covering his face with his hands and putting his head between his knees.

Harry explains how you died in a head-on collision with a truck after swerving into the wrong lane. You were texting. Niall asks when. Harry hesitates, then answers: the night before last, at 8:23. Right before their Dublin concert.

Niall begins to rock back and forth, and he groans. Between sobs, all he does is mutter, "My fault, my fault... All my fault..."

The other boys hear the commotion and come rushing in. Harry hastily fills them in, trying to keep Niall under control at the same time. He kneels next to Niall and puts his hands on his shoulders. Niall doesn't look up.

"Niall," Harry says, "look here."

Niall tilts his head slightly.

"This is not your fault." He gives Niall a gentle shake.

"Yes it IS!" Niall screams. "She was texting ME! I'm the reason she..." his voice cracks and he looks down again.

The others get on the floor and try to comfort him. But they all hear him mutter:

"I wish it was me."

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Niall and the boys have to continue their tour, whether they like it or not. Niall doesn't say a word during the concerts, occasionally singing, but more often than not, he remains silent. A day before they are set to leave on the plane to do a concert in your hometown, he receives a mysterious package from his piles of fanmail.

He is tempted not to open it, figuring it is like every other fan's gifts, and knowing it won't help. But something draws him to it, and he reluctantly opens the tag, which reads: HOPE THIS FINDS YOU BEFORE THE TOUR ENDS. THOUGHT IT MIGHT HELP. THIS IS NOT YOUR FAULT; SHE LOVED YOU.

Inside, he finds three things: a picture of you two from backstage at a concert a few months ago, a sheet of folded paper, and your phone. He lifts the phone gently out of the box with a shaking hand. When he turns it on, the screen shows the message you'd been writing:

"I wish I could be there, babe. So much. I play our song every night, but I wish I could sing with you again. I miss y-"

He reaches inside the box again and pulls out the sheet of paper. He smiles, tears in his eyes, as he reads the familiar words.

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It's the boys' last concert of the tour. One that you were supposed to come to. The crowd is huge.

Niall is especially quiet. But near the end of the concert, Harry starts to talk.

"This is gonna be the last song of the night, guys." A massive scream erupts from the crowd. "But first I think Niall should say a few words." More screams.

Niall steps into the middle of the stage. The crowd goes silent as he begins to talk about how he fell in love with an amazing fan.

"And now," he says, "she's watching this concert from someplace better."

The boys huddle around him and give him a group hug.

Niall imagines you in the front row, cheering the way you used to. He has tears in his eyes, but he smiles weakly.

"This one's for you, love," he says. "I miss you. So much. But I came back, just like I promised."

He begins to play some opening chords, and the crowd starts to sway as One Direction sings your song...

-THE END-

I'm sorry it had to end like this, and no, I am not morbid. I simply wanted to do something different. Please don't hate on it! Thanks- Alex