One Direction Imagines Book Three

Niall - Stitches

E/G/N - Ex Girlfriends Name

This imagine is based off of Shawn Mendes song 'stitches'. I hope that you all enjoy. <3

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I thought that I'd been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

Just like a moth drawn to a flame
Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain
Your bitter heart cold to the touch
Now I'm gonna reap what I sow
I'm left seeing red on my own

Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

[x3:]
Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread,
Gonna wind up dead

Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees (falling on my knees)
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches (and I'll be needing stitches)
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help (begging, "Baby, please.")
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

(And now that)
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
(And now that)
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches

Niall's P.O.V.

Two years and I had moved on. Her bitter, uncaring, cruel heart teaching me a lesson not to trust people so easily again.

The boys had then set me up on a date with a girl four months ago, and she was nothing like E/G/N. She was kind, considerate and thoughtful and she genuinely cared about me.

She knew I'd been through a tough breakup, but my trust issues had hit the roof and despite my strong feeling that she was genuine; I couldn't help but doubt her.

When I see her, I always feel guilty for even thinking that about her. Y/N is so lovely and I do believe she wouldn't purposely hurt me, but the walls I had spent two years building around my heart only refused to let her in further.

My heart argues; it loves her. I love her. But the walls around stay strong, refusing to give the heart what it wants and so desperately needs.

I was pulled from my thoughts at the sound of my phone ringing, the caller ID showing Harry.

"Hi Harry." I greet, kindly.

"Have you done it yet?" He asks, enthusiastically.

"Done what?"