Imagine #7 You cram for a test

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Hey guys! I'm sorry I havent't updated! I've had a busy week blahhh K there's not much to say so bye!

~ Maria :) xoxo

"I hate social studies!" You scream as you slam your textbook shut. Niall walked in the room with a minture of popcorn and M&Ms.

"Hey babe want some -" Niall got cut-off by your rampage.

"WHY DID FINALS HAVE TO BE INVENTED I HATE THEM SO MUCH I WANNA PUNCH MY TEACHERS IN THE FACE WHY DID THEY HAVE TO INVENT STUDING STUDING IS REALLY A CONTRACTION OF STUDENT DYING DON'T THEY UNDERSTAND THAT I HATE FINALS I HATE FINALS I HATE THEM SO MUCH!" You screamed as you slammed your head down on you textbook. Your textbook was really and old book with a paperbag cover that was ripped up and it had tons of random scribbles on it.

"(Y/N)! Slow down!" Niall shouted.

"Go away Niall. I have to study!" You complained as you sighed and put your head in your hands. It was already 9:00 and you were getting tired. Your schooldays kept getting harder and harder as the days went by. Now with finals coming up, all your teachers were pushing you to the limit.

"Babe, do you want me to help you study?" Niall asked calmly.

"No. Wait, yes." You said.

"Let's do it." You changed into a bright blue tank top and sweats from Aeropostle. You shoved your hand into the popcorn M&M mixture. You through your hair into a messy bun. You and Niall sat on your bed and got to work. By 11:00 you guys had made flashcards for all the chapters you needed to review and went through them all. You felt prepared for next week's test.

"Thank you Niall. I don't know what Inwould have done without you." You said as you put your head on his shoulder. You yawned.

"Tired babe?" He asked.

"Mmmh." You replied closing your eyes. You felt Niall lay you down and he positioned your head on his chest. You felt it rise and fall slowly. He held you close; a strong arm holding you protectively. You fell asleep not only feeling prepared for your tests, but safe in Niall's arms.

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