Niall Horan Imagines [n.h]

He Gives The Silent Treatment

Y/N POV

It had been fair to say Niall wasn't too happy with you when you told him you didn't feel up to going to the Award show along with him and the boys - you had a migraine and stomach ache. He was mad but he calmed down. You started to question that he wasn't picking up your calls or answering your texts. You tried to congratulate him since you were watching it on TV.

Despite all you wanted to do was rest, you stand on your two feet to talk to him.
"Congrats Niall, you deserved it!" You say but all he did was look at you , turn away and cross his arms. "Are you seriously going to give me the silent treatment?" You say and Niall walks off. You followed him to the bedroom follow and finding him laying on his side of the bed, facing the wall.

You take a deep breath in an attempt to control the wave of emotions that were threatening to drown you as you got into bed, mirroring his position. Honestly, you had nothing to say to him. You groan as the movement beside you from your slumber - it felt as if you only just managed to fall asleep and now you were awake? You feel Niall's and rest on your waist and you tense, barely catching the whispered "Honey, are you okay?" You roll over and catch Niall sadly looking over to you. "I'm really sorry for being harsh and your Ill- you can't help that" You nod slightly padding quickly "Niall, you know I'd been there if I was in a fit state.."He cuts you off and presses his fingers onto your lips gently "I know you would have" he opens his arms wide "C'mere" You frown and shake your head. "Babe, I can't. you'll catch the virus"

He laughs and cuts you off and you can't help but smile. "Well Y/N I don't care" he grins, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you over to him. "Right now, I just want to cuddle and fall asleep with my beautiful girlfriend , whether she has a virus or not" ..