Niall Horan Imagine

Bad Dream

Niall: Please don't leave me

You: but i have weak heart said the doctor

Niall: Please!

You: Niall please... please let me die happy, i don't want to see your cry, i want to see your smile

Niall: I don't leave you

You: Niall can you sing me... Little things...

Niall: sure! my princess

"Your hand fits in mine
  Like it's made just for me
  But bear this in mind
  It was meant to be
  And i'm joining up the dots with            the freckels on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
when you smile
You've never loved"

You slowly closed your eyes

Niall: y/n! No wake up wake up!

You smile to Niall

You: i love you

Niall: Noooooooo!!!

You: Nooooooo!!!

Niall: Babe are you okay?

You: Yeah! i'm okay

Niall: Okay

Niall continue to sleep

You: It's bad dream, o my gosh