One Direction Imagines By haileybellhoran

Niall Imagine-You and I

Waking up alone in the morning is not so bad but you can still feel and taste his lips, and that's what makes you sad because you're always wanting more. Standing there with your back to the bedroom door. You've given up on love and trying to be loved back. You're his back up, the other women. The worst part is you've known all along about her but you keep telling yourself that he loves you and maybe if you stay he'll forget about her. Maybe if you give him more he'll give himself you to completely, like you've done for him. But he's never going to change, he's never going to stop going back to her after another midnight fling with you.

You want to forget and give in but if he's not the one then why does his hand fit so perfectly in yours? Every part of you has be torn down, your crumbled and broken. You convince yourself as you lay in your empty bed that you don't need him, you deserve more but he's name resides in your mind. There's a part of you that wants him to tell her the truth but you don't want to risk losing him. What did you do to deserve this? To have to hide such strong feelings whenever your out in public. His selfish hands always expecting more.

If you could apologize for all you lack maybe you'd be the one looking into those two aquamarine eyes instead if her. All the words you never said, hang on your tongue waiting to be spoken.

You arch your back and cradle your face in your palms rubbing your forehead to try and keep the pounding in your temples from developing into a migraine.

A silent tear runs down your cheek and skydives off your soft jaw to burst against the title floor between your bare feet.

A quite knock sounds at the door straight down the hallway, your head shoots up to watch as the handle slowly turns to opens. The door opens as a rush of cold air flys in and the echoes of rain hitting pavement fills the room. A head of wet blonde hair, and ultramarine eyes peak around the door as you stare up at him with a rim of tears. His leather jacket covered in droplets of rain as they roll down his shoulders.

His gaze turns from a deductive smirk to one of sympathy. He tugs off his wet jacket from his shoulder and rushes over to kneel before you placing his hands on your knees.

You groan and swat his hands away.

"I can't do this anymore..." You whisper with a quivering bottom lip

"No, don't say that" he warns and hovers his hands over your knees not wanting to push you too far.

"I love you Niall, I've always loved you and I should have told you a long time ago" you shake your head as a rim of tears build.

He smiles as his glacier blue eyes start to redden with tears.

"Hannah what am I supposed to do?" He grunts with pleading eyes

"Dammit Niall do what you want to do. Call your girlfriend. It's time to come clean, tell her that its not her fault but you met someone new. Or just be with her and leave me alone. Just decide" you raise your voice unable to meet his aqua gaze.

Hesitantly gazing back you to his face as he rests in front of you. His eyes are staring off in the distance, caught in his mind, his own memory and world.

Shaking your head you stand and push past him out the door and into the chilly rain.

You don't look back you just walk. Striding step by step as your bare feet splash in every puddle as the hem of your jeans become soaked. Your mind wanders to thoughts, a million a second. Doesn't he realize that you have something that he never even knew he missed? You cant even try and explain how it's so different when you kiss. You long to go back and be in his arms. To feel his chest rise and crash while he sleep and hear his heart beat against your ear. You can't do this.

You could only be manipulated so many times before even "I miss you" starts to sounds like a lie.

Warm tears leak out of your eyes and runs down your frozen cheeks as they mix with the rain. You harshly bite your lower lip to keep from letting a sob out.

"Hannah! Hannah!" You hear his voice call out as the rhythm of running steps echo behind you. Dragging the back of your hand under your sniffling nose to wipe away the tears and rain.

"What?" You whip around as your wet bangs slap against your forehead.

Only to witness Niall as he steps in inches away and coming closer. His hands raise up to cup your cheeks wet as his cold lips crash against yours. You want to resist but there's no use as your desperately press your lips against his. The kiss is broken as he pulls away too soon. He presses his slippery wet brow against yours as his short bangs drip cold droplets of rain down your temples.

"It's you, it's always been you" he whispers as his lips brush against yours with every syllable. You smile as your eyes release more lukewarm tears as they slide down cheeks and drop off your jaw.

"You deserve better then this, better than what I can give you. I love you Hannah" he said softly as his warm breath blew across your face and goosebumps rise over your arms

"What are we going to do?" He chuckles as you gaze into his baby blues.

"You need to call her" your smile fades and he nods knowing that its the only right thing to do.

He takes your hand in his as you walk together back to your house. The front door has been left open and you remember your still bare foot. Stepping inside as he runs to grab two towels to dry off your dripping hair. You slowly walk towards the phone and raise your shaky hand to grasp it and spin to hand the phone to Niall as he gleams a half smirk.

"When she gets upset tell her how you never meant to hurt anyone. Tell her that the only way her heart will mend is when if learns to love again, it won't make sense right now but you're still her friend, just let her down easy" you mumble words of wisdom knowing its your fault another heart is about to break. This wasn't what you wanted, but your heart just refuses to give in.

Niall slowly strides out of the room as he dials her number.

His muffled voice can be hearts as it echoes against the walls.

"Goodbye" he utters into the phone as he walks back into the room and shuts off the phone.

He strides toward you and wraps his arms tightly around your middle and nestles his face on your neck.

"What now?" You ask rubbing his wide, warm back

"We start over. Only you and I".

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