Niall Horan Imagines

Lets Take Things Slow...

I didn't secretly kiss my phone screen whilst this gif was playing, what are you talking about?

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"How do I know?" I asked my mom as she made dinner.

"How do you know what honey?" She turned around to face me.

I never thought I would be asking my mother this, not that there is anything wrong with it. It can just be so embarrassing.

"How do you know if you are ready to be sexually active?"

Her eyes widened at my sudden question.

"Oh. Well, umm." Her features softened, a smile appearing on her face. She took my hand in hers and she sat us down in the table. "Look. There is no specific way to know. You just do. Its important to remember that both people have to want to have inter course. Its a huge step in a relationship and it shouldn't be taken lightly. You have to be extremely responsible! But most importantly there has to be love. " She gently squeezed my hand, her warm smile never fading

"Thank you." I whispered, she brought me in, comfortably hugging me tightly.

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"Who's gonna start?" Max asked

"What?" I asked confused.

"Taking their clothes off." He looked at me as if I was being ridiculous and stupid.

"No, what? Just like that, Max you could always be more romantic and gentle, I don't know..." He scoffed placing his hands on my waist. Seconds later attacking my neck with his rough lips.

"Max, please. I'm not ready."

"Yes you are!" He insisted

My moms words swam in my mind. This wasn't the way I wanted my first time to be. No one should have to be forced into anything.

"Max, stop!" I pushed him away, shocked at his actions.

"If you don't want to, then why'd you come?" He yelled

"I honestly don't know. I shouldn't have come, we're done." I grabbed my jacket and purse, quickly running out of his apartment.

As soon as I got into my car, I couldn't hold back the tears. I placed my hands over the steering wheel, slamming it out of frustration. I really thought Max was the one. His actions tonight proved otherwise.
I arrived home, the lights were off meaning everyone was in bed. I shook off my shoes before entering, not wanting to make too much noise.

I silently shut the door behind me, once I got to my bedroom. I felt so dirty and used. I still couldn't believe that was the only reason Max went out with me. The sobs were only getting louder and louder.

The sound of my parents door opening caused me to become silent quickly.

"(YN)?" My mom knocked on my door. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, sorry. Just go back to bed." I pleaded, not wanting her to worry her.

She opened the door and gasped once she saw my sad state.

"Honey! What happened?" She hurried towards me, engulfing me in the comfort of her arms.

"He was only using me." I sobbed into her chest

"Max?" She asked

I nodded, "He wanted to have sex, but I didn't want to. We broke up!"

"He's stupid. You did great! You should never be forced into anything!" She whispered as she slid her fingers through my hair

"Thank you. If it wasn't for your words of advice I think I might have made a huge mistake." I hugged her tight. Wanting the previous hour to wither away into nothing. Never to be remembered again.

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(Two months later)

"Hey daddy." I greeted my father as I entered his office. I was taken aback by another presence in the room.

"(YN), sweety this is Mr. Horan. Our newest executive."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Horan." I stuck out my hand, waiting for the beautiful blond to shake my hand.

He instead took a hold of my hand leading it towards his lips. Pressing a soft kiss onto the back of my hand. His gorgeous blue eyes poured into mine, his gaze never faltering.

"Nice to meet you too, Ms. (YLN)." His angelic Irish accent only made me swoon even more.

My fathers cough struck us both back to reality, making my cheeks instantly redden up, as well as Mr. Horan's.

"Sorry, I'll leave you two alone. Once again it was a pleasure to meet you Mr. Horan." I sent them both a warm smile as I began to walk away.

"Niall." He suddenly spoke, making me stop in my tracks.

"What?"

"Call me Niall please, Mr. Horan is my father." He smirked

"My apologies, pleasure to meet you Niall." A slight smile now tugged at my lips.

"Pleasure has been all mine, (YN)."

Once again just some random idea. Comment if you want a part 2...Also don't forget to vote.

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