One Direction Imagines/Preferences

Preference 72. You're blind...

Niall: You had always had trouble with your sight ever since you could see but when they figured out what was wrong with you, it was too late. You were five when you lost your sight, freaking out when everything was suddenly black. You were a crying mess when it happened, not knowing what to do. After everyone find out about your sight, they started to make fun of you and you didn't have any friends. No one wanted a friend that couldn't see. 

You gripped your cane as you leaned against the wall, a sigh leaving your lips as you pushed your sunglasses up. You were waiting in the hall for the guide to come and help you to class. Since you had moved, the school had assigned a guide to help you around the school until you got use to the way you would usually go. 

"Y/n?" you heard an Irish voice ask.

You raised your head a bit and smiled, nodding. "Yes. That's me," you said, standing up straight. 

"Sorry if I'm late. The teacher wouldn't shut up about how he gets no respect and the class wouldn't stop laughing so he held us back," he explained, sighing softly. 

"It's alright. I'm use to being it," you mumbled softly. 

It was silent for a minute before you felt his hand on your elbow, causing you to look in the direction you thought he was in. "Come on. We have the next few classes together so I won't be late this time," he said, smiling a bit. 

You nodded and smiled, gripping your cane softly. "Alright. But I need your name first. They didn't give me a name at all."

"Niall."

"Nice to meet you, Niall," you said softly, holding out your hand.

He smiled and gently took your hand, shaking it softly. "Nice to meet you as well, Y/n. Shall we get to class?"

"Yes please."

Harry: You laughed as you skipped around Harry and Louis. "Okay, so, what is my best facial feature?" you asked, grinning.

"Can it be something else, like you know, your boobs?" Harry asked, laughing when you hit the back of his head softly.

"No it can not be my boobs. It has to be something on my face," you huffed, narrowing your eyes at him slightly still giggling. "Now, answer the question; both of you."

"Your eyes for sure. They are always shining with happiness," Louis said, smiling.

You blushed slightly and smiled. "Thank you Lou. At least someone knows when to be serious and when to joke," you teased, sticking your tongue out at Harry.

He laughed and pulled you close, lightly kissing you, a smile on his lips. "I think your eyes and lips are your best feature. Your smile is always so bright and your eyes shine with happiness every time you smile," he whispered against your lips.

You blushed and lightly pushed him away, pouting. "Not in front of my brother~," you whined childishly, crossing your arms over your chest.

They both laughed and patted your head before you continued to walk. You smiled and followed after them, giggling as Harry pecked your forehead. "So, what's for dinner tonight, Lou?" you asked, looking up at your brother.

"Same as last night, leftovers. We have an interview tonight," Louis said, sighing softly. "I'm sorry. I know you came up here to spend time with me but it seems all I've done is leave you on your own the past month."

"Louis, it's fine. I understand that you have a responsibility," you said, something catching your eye as you neared the cross walk.

You saw a kid run out across the street and a car speeding down the road towards the boy. Before you could even think, you dropped your bag and ran towards the kid, pushing her out of the way but you got hit instead. A scream escaped your lips as the back of your head hit the concert hard, your vision blurring as you heard your name being yelled as you went unconscious.