One Direction Imagines and Preferences

Requested imagine for NathalieTomlinson845

You were on the sidelines of one of Niall's (your boyfriend of 2 years) charity soccer games. It was the second quarter of the game and Niall currently had the ball and was kicking it hastily down the field when all of a sudden some guy came out of no where and elbowed him causing him to fly up in the air, flip and finally land. "Oh my God, Niall!" you screamed, trying to reach your injured boyfriend.
Louis and another one of his teammates were helping him onto the stretcher when you finally got to him.
"Fucking cunt, I swear I am going to get that son of a bitch back!" Niall hissed.
"Niall, babe! are you ok?" you asked with concern clear in your eyes.
"Nathalie? yea babe I'm good! Will you ride in the back of the ambulance with me?" He asked with a groan of pain.
"Sure, babe. Whatever you want!" You said, grabbing his hand and walking beside the stretcher and into the ambulance.
After five minutes of being in the ambulance you were sitting in the waiting room of the ER waiting for Niall to get done with is x-rays.
"Excuse me, are you Nathalie?" an older nurse asked you politely.
"Yes, yes I am." you said standing up.
"Well Mr. Horan is asking for you. Just follow me and I'll take you to his room." She said leading you down the hospital corridor to Niall's room.
"Thank you, Miss." you said as you walked into Niall's room.
"Nathalie, princess. Thank God your here. That was awful. They say that I'm probably gonna have to get surgery on my knee. What the hell am I suppose to do? There's a possibility I won't be able to play soccer again." He said with crystal tears in his beautiful blue eyes.
"No, shhhh. Babe, you're gonna be just fine. I promise! No worries!" You said hugging your emotional boyfriend.
"Your right! No need to worry, especially with such a beautiful woman by my side." he said with a smirk that caused your cheeks to tinge pink. He leaned in and kissed you with a fiery passion. "Thanks for the reassurance, princess." He whispered against your lips.
"Your welcome, my prince." you said with a giggle.
"Ehem!" someone cleared their throat.
You turned around to see the doctor. "Oh hey doc, come to get me for the surgery, ey?" Niall said with a smile.
"Yes I have Mr Horan." He said as he rolled Niall out the door.
"See ya later princess. You better be there when I wake up!" you hear Niall say in the hallway.

*******the next day*********
Niall's surgery went really well and the doctor informed you that he would be able to play soccer within three or four months! How frigging awesome is that?!?!? You couldn't wait to tell him the news!
"Ugh!" you hear a groan from beside you.
"Niall? Babe? are you awake?" you whisper.
"Yea, I'm awake. Can I have me good mornin kiss?" he asked with a sleepy smirk.
"Definitely." you said, getting up and touching your lips to his.
"Now that's the way to get up every mornin!" he said with a chuckle. "so, how'd everything go?" he asked all of a sudden nervous.
"Oh Niall! it went great! the doctor said that you'd be able to play soccer within three to four months! see I told you everything was gonna be ok! I never lie!" you said, hugging him.
"I never doubted you princess!" he said with a smile.
Just like the doctor said Niall was playing soccer better then ever before in the short time period of four months, and lets just say he got that "fucking cunt" back!;)

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