Niall Horan Imagines

Oh How I Wish

I awkwardly stood up by Shelby and Niall, feeling my face turn red as everyone stared at me. Oh yeah. Niall. I had known him since the beginning of middle school and I had always liked him. He never even took a sideways glance at me.

I breathed in shakily and looked at both of them. The Spanish teacher explained that Niall knew me, but Shelby didn't and so Niall had to introduce me to Shelby. We had Spanish names and so Niall looked at me.

"What's your name?" he asked. I swallowed quickly and answered.

"Bella," I answered. My sister had used it for her Spanish name, and I really liked it. He nodded but the teacher pursed her lips.

"Use English because I'm still trying to learn your names," she said quickly. I nodded and looked back at him as Shelby laughed to her friend about something, obviously too above it all to care.

"Okay, now introduce her using the words on the board." I glanced at the Spanish words and waited for Niall to start talking. He looked at me and shifted his weight a little. I hated how he was taller than me. I used to be the tallest one in my grade.

After a few seconds of silence, he still hadn't said anything. Shelby laughed.

"Niall?" she asked. I bit the inside of my lip nervously.

His eyes met mine and my stomach flipped.

"What's your name again?" he asked. I stopped. My mind went blank. No one answered him. I felt the screaming agony of my heart being torn apart but just dropped my mouth open and smiled.

I made a sound of fake disbelief, playing so that no one knew how destroyed I was. I looked back at (Your Best Friend's Name) who had her mouth open too. Finally Shelby spoke up.

"(Y/N)?" she prompted him. His eyes lit up as I looked back to him.

"Oh," he realized. "Oh yeah." I furrowed my eyebrows and bit my lip harder. I couldn't cry. People around him oohed and scoffed him for forgetting. "We haven't been in a class together for like two years!" he protested. The teacher laughed and the rest of the class followed. Tears pricked my eyes but I laughed too. That was his excuse for forgetting the name of the only person who could learn who he is from stolen conversations and careful observation? The only one who likes you for you, not for what sport you play or who you hang out with? The only one who truly loves you? I felt my chest cave in as I took in another shaky breath.

When he finally introduced me, I got to sit down. I sat down faster than I had planned and my butt smacked the seat. Everyone was still laughing at Niall, so no one heard. (Your Best Friend's Name) turned to me in pity and I shook my head at her. I was gonna cry and I couldn't stop it. Just as I was about to say something to her, I felt a hand tap my shoulder. If I looked at him, I would explode. I turned to him anyways.

"Hey," he smiled. No. Don't do that. Don't pretend everything is okay. "Sorry," he laughed. I half smiled to make him feel bad and didn't say anything. I put my head in my hands.

(Your Best Friend's Name) shot me a look of sadness and I returned it. The rest of class was a blur. When we got to work on something quietly halfway through, I took out my hallway pass.

"Senora Gibson?" I asked as I walked to her desk. She raised her eyebrows. I handed her my pass.

"Puedo ir al bano?" I asked to use the restroom. She smiled and nodded, signing the small pass. I walked out of the room, looking quickly to see Niall watch me walk away. I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom and locked the door, sliding down it and sitting on the floor. Tears streamed down my face and I didn't hear the noise I should've made until I went to take a breath. A horrible choking noise came out and I kept crying. After two or three minutes, I stopped, and I realized that it was stupid to be crying over that.

I cleaned my tears off my face and waited until I looked okay. I walked out of the bathroom two minutes before school ended and luckily the teacher had let us put everything in our lockers because we didn't need anything but a pencil. I walked to my locker slowly and opened it as the bell rang.

Kids flooded out of the doors and I tried to look normal as I wrestled my backpack of out of my locker. I was so glad it was Friday. I closed my locker and began walking, looking down. Someone, a guy, walked right in front of me and I walked around them.

"Sorry," I mumbled.

"(Y/N)," he said. I looked up and rolled my eyes. "I remember it now," he said. I looked down and his hand found mine. A tingle went through my body.

I tried to pull away, but he led me down the seventh grade stairs and out the door to the north parking lot. He kept walking and across the street to the park. He let go of my hand when were on the bridge over the small creek. I sighed.

"What?" I asked blankly. He looked at me as he leaned against the railing.

"I really am sorry," he said. I rolled my eyes. "Truth is..." he stopped.

"What?" I prompted again.

"I like you." The words stung. How cruel. You break my heart then you lie to me? "I didn't want people to know that, so I acted like I didn't know your name. I guess it was pretty convincing," he said. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What do you mean?" I asked. He breathed out again, amusement spreading across his face.

"Everyone knew why you had gone to the bathroom," he said. I blushed and blinked, looking down at the water.

"I really do like you," he said, touching my hand. I pulled away.

"You don't have to lie to make me feel better," I said, backing away a bit. "Cuz it's not working anyways." He frowned sadly.

"I'm sorry," he whispered. My heart was still breaking slowly. Why couldn't my heart just break apart quickly, like ripping off a band aid? I knew why. There were so many bandages on it already that it was too hard to pull apart. They were still trying to protect me.

"Niall," I said sadly. He shook his head and sighed.

"I'm sorry for this, too," he said. Suddenly, he stepped towards me and his hands gently cupped my face. I blinked twice and he bent down towards me. Our lips touched and before I could back away, he pressed his lips to mine.

My lips parted and he smiled into the kiss. I held his wrists and let my lips move with his.

I pulled away gently and put my head down so he couldn't see my face. His hands returned to his sides. I breathed quickly and after a few seconds I looked back up at him.

I couldn't help but smile. He smiled back happily and I sighed.

"I like you too," I said nervously. He flinched a bit. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What?" I asked.

"How come you never told me?" He asked, looking hurt.

"It's not like I could just part the Red Sea of all the friends you have and expect you to feel the same way," I said quietly. He chuckled a bit.

"Well I do feel the same," he said, pulling me into a tight hug.

I hugged him back. He pulled away and smiled.

"I love you," we said in unison.

I sat up quickly in my bed, a scream escaping my mouth. Tears slid down my face in the pale moonlight. I gently laid back onto my pillow and cried harder.

Oh how I wish that was me.

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