Cringy One Direction Oneshots

Fool's Gold

This one is gonna be really short. But, I wanted to write it, so deal with it.

Niall's Pov~

I often sit at a standstill with myself and my decisions. How could I have been so blatantly blind to something that was obvious to everyone else. 

The funny thing is, I knew it all along somewhere in the back of my head. But looking back now, I see now that it was too good to be true. 

From the day I first met you, you instantly captivated me. Lured me in. A shiny distraction, if you will.  But how could I not get distracted? You were perfect. In my eyes, at least. And alas, I let that 'perfectness' blind me. A reckless action, I'll admit. But I don't regret it. 

I had to have this' gold'. I had to have you. Nobody else, just you.  Something, someone who could make me so happy by just being there.

So, when I asked you to be my girlfriend after building up the courage for months, obviously I was ecstatic that you had said yes. I couldn't see it then, and sometimes, I wish I had.

Part of me has come to realize that you maybe only said yes as a way to maintain a social status. Who am I to blame you? It was something I was told to be cautious about and I completely ignored it. You just exploited my mistake. 

I'll admit it. It felt nice to feel loved by you. But I soon started to realize that I was more of an obligation to you. I'd always see that brief look of annoyance on your face when I asked if you wanted to do something with me. 

But I overlooked it with the tiny showers of moments that you did show me love. Thinking that deep down, I was a priority to you. 

I came to realize that it wasn't. And in the back of my mind I knew that your love for me wasn't real. But that's not how it felt. Or, more so that's what I let myself believe.  Your love wasn't a constant star. Just one that would flicker.

And I let myself fall for your fool's gold. Because that's what it was. A love that felt real.

Even if it wasn't...

I don't regret falling for you.

A/N: I had this idea on the way home from a volleyball game. If you couldn't tell, this one is a short story based on Fool's Gold. Which consists of Y/n being an ass and exploiting Niall. She's not mentioned directly by him, but I hope you got the idea. Also, I tried to sneak in as many of the lyrics as I could. See if you can find them all...