Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Suggestion from HanlovesNi He's Scared of Thunder

    The thunder crashed once again and lightning struck somewhere off in the distance. You grabbed the cup of hot chocolate and started to brew another cup. You turned and grabbed a few cookies from the red box. You knew Niall was already asleep but you also knew the chocolaty smell of the cookies and hot drink would surely wake him up.
    A second later the house went dark. There was a crash of thunder. You pulled a candle out and lit it with a lighter you keep in the drawer by the candle. How you could see was a wonder. You went through the kitchen lighting a few candles that were around. Then you grabbed the snacks you had made and went into the living room, silently praying that there was nothing for you to trip over.
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Niall POV
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    I lay on the couch trying to go to sleep, but the storm was scaring me. When I was little I used to be terrified of storms and would have panic attacks. My mom would say I was overreacting and that it was just a phase that I would get over. I would huddle under my blankets crying and shaking. I was too scared to get up and even if I wasn't then my mom would have just said I was being childish.
    I snuggled deeper into the covers on the couch and closed my eyes. They flickered open when a loud rumble of thunder occurred. The lights dimmed them completely shut off, causing me to jump and then whimper on the couch. I squeezed a nearby pillow and then I heard footsteps.
    I know now that it was my princess coming in but at the time my mind was clouded with fear. So I though the worst! The lamp suddenly turned into a man-eating alien. The box of tissues on the end table morphed into a fat, vicious troll and the shadows that danced on the walls were not good ones. I heard a clatter but now I know that was only my plate of cookies and hot chocolate.
    "Niall, I have snacks," Y/N said snapping me out of my fear.
"Wake up, babe."
"I'm not sleeping," I said my voice cracking.
"What's wrong, babe?"
"Um I just popped my knee and it hurts."
"Awwwww well in sure cookies and hot chocolate will help."
I slowly appeared out of the covers and looked at the candles that were around the room. The light was awesome but it was displaying even more shadows that scared the living daylights out of me. I was glad I wasn't in our room because there were even more things that could frighten me. We also have a closet! Don't even get me started on the closet!
    "Baby, are you alright?"
"No!" I choked out.
"Let me get some ice for your knee then," she said giving me a peck on the cheek and getting up.
"It's not my knee," I said frowning.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm scared of the storm," I said my voice cracking again.
"Awwwww it's okay. I'm right here see the storm can't do anything."
A struck of lightning occurred and I jumped.
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Your POV
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    You looked toward Niall and saw tears pricking in his eyes.
"Niall it's alright, you're fine," you said trying to comfort him
"I'm not," he said firmly.
"You are. I have an idea."
"Wh-what?"
"How about we make a fort and pretend we are camping?"
He nodded slightly and sat up more.
    You grabbed a candle and went into the linen closet by the bathroom, then pulled out some blankets and pillows throwing them towards Niall. He started the base of it and pulled the blankets over the top and sides. Then after that you started the inside. You put a blanket down and two fluffy pillows at the back then you set your iPad up and pulled the blankets back pushing Niall in the makeshift bed. He cuddled into the pillow and sniffled as you pulled the fort shut and turned on YouTube.
    Niall feel asleep on your shoulder while you were watching LDShadowlady. His slight snores filled your ear and the blonde and brown tufts tickled your neck. You gently pushed him off of your shoulder and set him on the pillow. Then you closed your eyes and fell asleep to Niall's soft, sweet snores.
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HIIIIIIII. I still make forts over my table with my little sister. I mean, come on, you can't let go of childhood stuff like that. You just can't.
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