Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Request from horan_hannah The Dark Side of Claustrophobia

Have fun on holidays Hannah!!! :)
Thank you to my best friend, she helped me with the name.
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Niall POV
"Goodbye, sweety. Behave at home alone," Y/N cooed, kissing my cheek.
I dragged my fingertips across hers as she walked out the door. I hated it when she went away. Then something bad would happen and I would practically die while I waited for her! Although when I was around her bad things happen, too. Like that time we did the smoothie challenge... or the 'Try Not To Laugh' challenge...
I walked into the kitchen and made three sandwiches, walking past my basement. Oh nonononono! I will not ever do anything without Y/N here anymore. Wellllll... I could just see what's down there.
I walked over to the door and cautiously opened it, peeking around the door, down the dark mysteries of the basement. I stepped one foot in and onto the step. It creaked so I printed back slightly, but I pushed my foot back on the creaky stair. As I stepped onto the next step, I realized I should have gotten a light.
I turned around and the door slammed in my face. I didn't even have my sandwiches.
"No, please, no!" I cried.
I was becoming claustrophobic and the dark was scaring me.
"Y/N PLEASE!" I begged.
My mind was definitely playing tricks on me, there was a loud caterwaul. I wished I had brought my phone so I could call Liam or someone. My first choice if always Liam because I know he would laugh at me, especially when I'm having a breakdown.
I sobbed loudly. Each time I let out a sob, it echoed and I jumped. I could hardly breath and my sobbing was making it worse. I slid down the door and started to breath heavy. I was hyperventilating and I just couldn't breath.
I think I stayed there sobbing in silence for hours. I don't know what time it was since I had no light, clock, or phone, or anything. I heard the front door open and slam.
"Y/N! Y/N! Please!" I screamed, sobbing.
"Niall?" She called.
"Y/N I'm in here," I sobbed loudly.
"Alright I'm gonna get you out," she said opening up the for and kneeing in front of me.
"Please!" I sobbed grabbing her neck.
She carried me to the couch and walked to the kitchen, coming back with a bowl of ice cream. She soon feed me the cool dessert, calming me down some. That night she sat with me in bed, slightly tugging at my hair. She would twirl it around her fingers and then gently kiss my cheek.
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Hi I'm really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really sorry about how sorry this is. I'm especially sorry to Hannah, who requested this before she goes on holidays and its just this short pitiful excuse for an imagine. I'm also sorry because I almost didn't get it done before she goes on vacation! Once again I'm really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really sorry.

Random Question of the Chapter:
What do you listen to on long trips?
I don't really listen to anything, really. I mostly sleep because I get a little bit carsick, when I watch movies or read or play games. I guess when I can I plug in my earphones and just turn on all my music and sleep.

Random Fact of the Chapter:
All porcupines float in water.