Niall Horan Imagines and Sick Fics ✔

Pas De Duex ~Inspired by: Doddleoddle~

I hugged my heavy books closer to my chest as I walked past my crush. Caleb was everything I've ever wanted. Short brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. Not to mention he was a jock at heart. And I could tell he was a softy. He always made sure his friends were happy before he was. And his grades are way better than mine.

In my head, I was envisioning my newest dance routine. I didn't have my next dance class until tonight, but I was already scared. I have no idea how my dance is going to look.

There were a few people in my school that is never noticed. That I'd never even seen, let alone talked to. It seemed odd to say that I'd been to school with someone for my entire life, and didn't even know them. But I did. And I could safely say that the boy that I'd never talked to practically saved my life.
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It happened on a super clique, love story day. The day where every love related thing happens. You following me? It's Valentine's day. Caleb gave his friends a weary smile and picked up the flowers from his lunch table. I hadn't even noticed that he'd sat next to me, until he cleared his throat loudly. I jumped but sent him my biggest smile.

"Ummm, hi..." I giggled and he blushed slightly. "I wanted to know if you would be my Valentine?"

An even larger grin, if possible, broke out onto my face as I nodded eagerly. I'm pretty sure that, in all of the excitement and happiness, I almost passed out. I mean, how would you feel if your crush asked you out? Dance class went better than ever that night. And I kept thinking about how, of course I'd said yes, and how happy I was with him. But I regret that 'yes'. Deeply.

"YOU'RE EIGHTEEN! WHEN ARE YOU GONNA FOCUS ON ME?" Caleb screamed at me as I sobbed.

We'd been arguing a lot lately. About me. He wanted all eyes on him. So I did as I was told, and gave up my dream of dancing. Our two year relationship was more important than my life long dream to become a dancer. We'd both graduated, but Caleb had plans for college. For the both of us

But this fight turned into even more. It led to him telling me how worthless I was. We screamed at each other for hours.

"I'M DONE!" I screamed finally. "Caleb, we. Are. Done."

I grabbed my phone, my headphones, and my old dance bag. I was hurt and helpless. Instead of feeling like I was walking on rivers, I felt like I was walking on eggshells. And they hurt. Badly.

I'd started to sob on my walk to the studio. I was guilty and upset. Time seemed to freeze as I grabbed the handle of the door for the studio. I cried harder when memories of the studio came flooding into my brain. I stepped inside and sunk to the floor, sobs racking my body.

Two strong arms wrapped around me and comforting words were thrown my way. I looked up timidly. There he was. His perfect blonde hair in a quiff and his bright, blue eyes behind a pair of hipster glasses.

"Are you okay, darlin'?"

I nodded silently. He grabbed my hand and helped me up. Then, he pulled me to the main studio.

"You can dance, right? Oh! I'm Niall, by the way."

"Hi... I'm Y/N," I replied mesmerised by him.

"I know. We go- er... Went to school together."

Niall suddenly started dancing. And elegant dance that invited me in for a Pas De Duex.

Now I felt better. I felt light, like I was again walking in rivers. Just as I had been before. I realized that I belonged dancing with Niall. I wasn't right, I didn't belong with Caleb. But this is what's right and I refused to be defined by him anymore. And I know that Niall doesn't have brown hair. And he certainly doesn't have dark eyes. But he loves to dance with me. He'll hold my hand. I love him.
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Hey

Pas De Duex is French for 'Step of Two'. It is actually pronounced (Pah Day Doe). It basically is a classical ballet dance performed with two people. Usually those two people are a man and a women.

This story is inspired by Doddleoddle. She writes amazing songs and I think you should look her up.

This song is basically about having a controlling and confined relationship. I don't think you should feel like you're walking on eggshells in a relationship. You should feel light and carefree.

xD Go Read a Book.

Bye for now my potatoes :/

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