Niall Horan Imagines

How Will I Ever Stop Loving You...

PLEASE READ A/N AT THE END!

"Please, just tell me." I whispered, the sobs keeping me from saying more

I have known about this terrible illness, killing me little by little for about a year and a half. Sadly for me I got there too late and now there was nothing the doctors could do to help me.

"4 months.." The doctor spoke, it was almost as if he was afraid to tell me

My sobs only grew louder and louder. Why me?

"I would advise you to let your family know. I know you've been avoiding it (YN), but its time." He whispered before leaving the room

4 months? I never knew that my life would end this quickly. I still had so much to experience, so many adventures.

Niall! I had been so engulfed in my self pity, I didn't even think about the man I loved most in this world. I knew I had to tell him but I didn't want to. I was afraid of how he would react. Would he leave or stay? Even if he did want to stay I wouldn't let him.
I want him to remember me by the real me. Not by the soul that slowly dies, day by day, withering into nothing.

I stood at the entrance of our shared home, my hands cold and shaky, I deep sigh left my system.

As I walked into the living room I was met with a sleeping Niall. He looked so fragile, so innocent, so beautiful.

I slowly took off my boots and and tried to be as quiet as possible but being my clumsy self I bumped into the center table.

A few curse words left my mouth from the shot of pain.

"(YN)?" A groggy Niall asked

"Hey, sleepy head." I smiled as I sat next to him, lifting his head to gently place it on my lap.

"Where were you?" The dreaded question. After a year and a half of lies and excuses it was time to finally tell him the truth.

"I–I was at..." A lump formed in my throat, keeping me from continuing.

I couldn't do it. The tears formed, threatening to fall down. I had to be strong.

"We need to talk." I spoke, avoiding the question

"Princess, are you okay? You're scaring me." He sat up, placing his warm hand on my cold one.

I flinched away from his touch as a look of hurt flashed in his crystal blue eyes

"We need to end this." I whispered. I didn't dare look up at him, too afraid that I would break in seconds.

"End? End what?" He was confused

"Us. I can't do this anymore." A firm tone in my voice.

"(YN), no, please don't do this. I love you, whatever I did, I'm sorry." He reached over but I stood up avoiding his tempting touch

"Niall, you didn't do anything I just can't be with you anymore."

"What do you mean you can't? (YN) please." His words hitched in his throat as the tears began to stream down his face.

"I just can't, I don't want to hurt you."

"You could never hurt me (YN)." Niall took a grip on my wrist

"Yes, yes I can!" I shouted out of anger, mostly at this life. He didn't deserve this.

He flinched back words, shocked at my sudden outburst.

"(YN).." He pleaded

"I'm sick ." I whispered

"Sick, how? From what? Why?" He asked worriedly

"I'm dying Niall." He came to a quiet halt at the new information

"No." He began to sob, as he engulfed me in a tight hug

"Niall. You need to leave. I don't want you to see me like this. I'm only going down hill from here, please." I pleaded

"I can't. I'm not going to leave, especially not now. I love you..." He whispered as he pressed his lips to my temple

"Well, you have to stop. Stop loving me. Just forget me, and move on." I spoke harshly as I pushed him away

"How?" He took a firm and tight grip on my wrists, keeping me from shoving him away, he pushed me back against a wall. "How am I supposed to stop. Stop caring for you, stop thinking about you. How will I ever stop loving you? Huh? Tell me." He yelled

His words hit me like a wave after a hurricane. I didn't know how was going to do it but he had to.

"Please don't push me away, you need me just as much as I need you." He whispered as he laid his forehead against mine. His cool minty breath managing to create goosebumps against my warm skin.

He was right. I wouldn't last a week without him, let alone 4 months. I loved him....

"I just don't want you too see me die." I sobbed against his chest

"I won't be seeing you die, I'll be seeing get closer and closer to becoming an angel." He whispered before bringing his tears stained lips to mine.

Okay. Well that was kind of depressing. I'm sorry but I had this idea so I decided to write it. Hopefully you still liked it. Please vote+comment!
PS: I've noticed the reads and votes, have gone down and I know most of that is my fault but please don't leave me! Thank you to those who keep reading and voting for my book. It really means a lot.
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