Niall Horan Imagines

Storm

***NOT EDITED***

"I'm gonna die. This is it. I'm done for," you mutter to yourself, rocking back and forth.

Currently you're sitting on the kitchen floor, while it violently storms.

You, not being in a situation like this before, FREAKS OUT.

"I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!" You shout standing up, and proceeding to sprint for the bathroom. You, being the clumsy person you are, trips and falls.

"Ah hell naw. Not again," you groan, and stand up. Sprinting for the bathroom.

You dial Niall's number tapping your foot impatiently.

"Hello?" He says into the phone.

"Niall! I'm going to die! I'm too young to die!" You exclaim into the phone.

"Die? Why would you die?" He chuckles humorously.

"Storm. Me. Scared," you explain to him like he's five.

"Princess! You're not going to die! It's just a little storm," He says. You could picture him shaking his head, but grinning.

BOOM

The lights go out.

"Not going to die my butt! Did you just hear that?!"

"I'll be there in five," he says, and hangs up the phone.

As promised, five long minutes later he arrives.

"Princess?" He calls out.

"In here," you yell from the bathroom. He door opens, revealing Niall. You stand up, and fling yourself into his arms.

"Oh Ni, I thought you'd never come," you sob onto his shoulder. Not really, but still.

He rubs your back soothingly, "You're such a chicken."

"Well, sorry I haven't been in a situation like this!" You exclaim, and pull away from his embrace.

He chuckles and stares at you adoringly, "you're so cute."

"Pft, don't sweet talk me mister!" You scold playfully, "You think it's all good and dandy to leave me here alone. WHEN YOU KNEW IT WAS GOING TO STORM!"

"It wasn't my fault I had to leave! I just can't skip an interview with the boys. Luckily it just ended when you called," He says to you, trying to keep a straight face. But it obviously wasn't working, because you could see the corners of his mouth turning up.

"I'm just glad you're here now," you admit, and hug him again.

"I'm never taking you with me anywhere, anymore," he jokes.

"Fine," you pull away from the hug, "I'll just leave then."

You walk away, and over to your bag. Picking up your varies clothing and toiletries, you stuff them into your suit case.

"You know I didn't mean it," Niall pouts. You ignore him, and finish picking items up.

"(Y/N), please talk to me," he whines.

You slightly shake your head and turn around to face him with a toothy grin, "You're so gullible."

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I knew this was suuuuper lame, and sucky. I'm sorry!! I've been sick and I don't even know what to write about. It's storming here and I was like, "Hmm why not write about a storm." It was just a spur in the moment type of thing.

Ugh I'm dwindling down on things to write about!! If you have any ideas, comment and I'll write about it. I'll EVEN CREDIT YOU.

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p.s. I have a super cute picture of Niall, at the top or on the side, to make up for the short imagine!!