HI! :) Well, I'm going to start writing in *POV's* now. I dunno, I just didn't really like having to put you, you, you, kinda like so many tim ya know? Haha, well yeah. So anyways............................................ ONTO the next imagine!!
Your *POV*
"How could you believe those rumors!" I shouted back
"I don't know Y/N? How could I not!! You have been sneaking around you're not even around anymore, and when you are it's only when we have to do interviews together!" My husband shouted back, more angrier than you. His face was red, as his voice was echoing through the house. I felt myself loose my confidence, but soon realized he can't win, I had to defend myself.
"I am not! Cheating on you Niall! You have to believe me! Remember that time when they had photoshopped a photo of you holding hands with some girl? I gave you time to explain to me! I didn't even shout at you like this!" I said looking directly at him. He seemed to have softened his face, but then shook his head.
"You can't go and turn the tables on me! I'm not the one who was caught kissing another guy! For all I know you could be having sex with him!" He shouted the words as if they wouldn't affect me. I felt tears form in my eyes, but I fought them back. I am not going to let him win, or see me weak.
"That is not fucking true!! Niall, I konw better than that, I love you and I would never do that to you! You're so fucking stupid! Why can't you grow the fuck up, and realize how you're acting! We could've avoided all the damn yelling and fighting, but no! Niall fucking Horan had to go in the wrong way!!" I shouted, I felt so hurt, betrayed more than he could ever feel. He actually had the nerve to assume me being with another guy in his damn bed?!
He looked at me as if he was disgusted. He began to open his mouth, but I interuppted him.
"You know what I'm sick and tired of this! I'm going to get my stuff and leave. It's not like you'd care anyways!" I scoffed.
"You know what you're right, I wouldn't even give a fucking damn! Go with that guy, just leave!" He shouted pointing to the door.
I rolled my eyes, but felt tears rolling down my cheeks, as I walked upstairs packing my things. I felt so hurt, so many emotions ran through my head making me get a headache. I finished, and headed towards the door. I took a deep breathe, looking back at Niall who was sitting on the couch his head in his hands, cursing under his breathe. I got one last look, and closed the door walking to my car. There's not looking back now, this is my final decision.
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I remembered every exact moment as if I had to replay it over again. As if the memory would fade away and I'd wake up in Niall's arms. But that's not going to happen, every memory every movement made me gain more fresh tears as I cried myself to sleep everynight. But not this time, I was going to try to make things right like they used to be with Niall. I can't even find myself crying without hearing his name or the mention of 'One Direction' Niall was leaving today for his tour, so I decided to go to the airport.
I picked up my phone, and headed out the door. I held my stomach feeling butterflies kick in. I had a few things to tell him, and one was word was important than any other. I stuck my keys in the slot, and started the engine.
~At the airport~
I stopped the engine and opened my car door. I looked at myself by the window, my face looked a little pale, as my nose was red, and my eyes the same color, and little bits of bags under my eyes. I was a total mess, but I couldn't let my appearance stop me. I began to walk towards the entrance hearing tons of screaming girls, yelling each and one of the boys' name. I heard some screaming Niall's, seeing the sight of all of them really looked like a dream, as if this was all the set up, the rumors the pictures, and the arguing, it's like people wanted to this just for a good laugh, a good scoop for people to talk about.
