Niall Horan Imagines

Love You Goodbye...

*WARNING!! It might get a little "heated" so if you aren't into that then please feel free to skip this update...but for those who do read it then enjoy!*

"I can't keep doing this anymore, I think we need to end this." I said on the verge of tears

"That's it you're going to give up that easily?" He said with hurt behind every word

"Give up? Last time I checked you were the one not trying anymore." I felt a tear slip down my cheek

"I haven't stopped trying, you have!" He said defensively

"You know what...whatever." I said as I wiped the tear off my cheek and stormed up stairs

"Don't walk away from me, this isn't over." He followed me upstairs

I began packing any thing I found necessary, but was stopped by a broken Niall.

He took a tight grip on my wrist and pulled me towards him, so we were face to face.

"Niall let go, you're hurting me!" I struggled out of his grip

"No, I'm not letting you leave, we can't end like this, I love you, (YN)." He whispered before pulling me in.

His lips latched onto mine and as hard as I tried I couldn't help but fall under the spell his kisses placed upon me.

My lips moved in sync with his. None of us wanting or needing air. Seconds passed and our intensity built.

His hands went from my neck to my sides, slowly maneuvering their way to my bum, only to give the slightest squeeze, earning a low moan from me.

My hands fell from his defined pecs, to the hem of his grey T-shirt, slowly inching it up his body.

His tongue licked my bottom lip begging for entrance and I happily granted his wishes.

Our tongues fought for dominance, and to my surprise, I gained the upper hand.

He began walking me back until I hit the edge of the bed, and he slowly dipped me down until my back landed softly onto the mattress.

He climbed on top of me and reality hit me like a bus.

"Ni-Niall wait!" I said as I panted for air.

He stopped and looked at me with so much want and need in his eyes, it kind of made my heart melt.

"(YN), what's wrong?" He asked

"Niall, I don't think we should do this. This is wrong." My conscience soon took over

"No, please." Niall connected our lips with so much sweetness, "if this is our last time, I want to make sure we remember it forever." He whispered

"But Niall-" I began

"Please," he cut me off with another peck, "just let me love you goodbye."

I knew I wanted this just as much as he did, if not more but I couldn't help this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach and the voice telling me this was wrong.