Imagines (from my Instagram)

Heart Attack

You take his hands in yours, deciding whether or not to keep the words from slipping your mouth. But they do anyway: 

"Let's just be friends." 

His voice cracks as he whispers; "What?" 

"It's for the better.." 

Niall lets your hands free, quickly standing. "If that's what you want." 

As he grabs his jacket from the arm of the couch, you immediately regret it.  

"Niall-" 

But he's gone. The front door slams shut, shaking the flat. You bury your head in your hands as a sob escapes your trembling lips. 

*** 

Days later, you're in line for a smoothie at a local cafe, still a mess.  

"(Y/n)?" 

The familiar accent makes you turn into Niall's arms.  

"Hey," you say quietly, folding your arms across your chest uncomfortably. 

"Hey."  

He scratches his head, and then grabs your arm and pulls you to the back. He pushes you against the wall, pressing his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. "Why." He mumbles against your lips.  

You press your finger to his chest and talk through clenched teeth, trying to hold back tears. "I wanted you to fight for me. It was a fucking test, Niall. And I wish I hadn't gone through with it." An unpleasant cry escapes as you bitterly say, "I have stupid friends. They told me it would determine if you were a good boyfriend or not." 

"Fight for you?" he repeats.  

"Yes. And you didn't. So I guess it did actually show me something." 

You try to escape his grasp, but he just leans closer to you. Niall grins, his face inches from yours. "I couldn't believe those words came out of your mouth. You gave me a fuckin heart attack." 

Your eyes widen. "Niall-" 

"No. Don't test me, (y/n). Ever. Because I'll always fail. I'm not perfect. I just want you to be happy, okay? And if that meant breaking up, and me being unhappy, then so be it." 

Your fingertips brush his cheek and you cup it as you kiss it gently. "That's more than I can ask for, Niall. Thank you." You make eye contact and you smile sheepishly. "But I honestly don't want to be just friends." 

He takes your hands in his, swaying them as he replies; "Me neither."