Niall Horan Imagines

Imagine for Mackenzie!

“Mackenzie!” You heard your name being called, and you tried your best to ignore it while making your way up to Niall’s house. More voices shouted your name, but you did all you could to pretend as if you didn’t hear it, and you tried to avoid the cameras, hoping your face wouldn’t be all over every magazine the next week.

“Mackenzie, we haven’t seen you in a while! Where have you been?” Someone shouted, shoving a microphone in your direction. Pushing them away, you fought through the crowd, only to be tackled by even more paparazzi.

It got to the point where you were on the ground, struggling to get back to your feet while cameras were thrown in your face, and voices shouted questions at you. You covered your face with your hands, cursing underneath your breath while your legs wobbled as you finally stood again. You carelessly shoved through the huddle, until you were at Niall’s door, where you safely let yourself in, slamming the door on all of the cameras and microphones.

You groaned in frustration and kicked your shoes off, before Niall jogged into the room, followed by his four band members. “You made it!” Niall cheered, engulfing you in a hug. You shrugged out of his arms and sighed, nodding. He frowned. “What’s wrong?”

You opened your mouth to let out your frustrated rant about the paparazzi, but just as quickly, decided against it. The last thing Niall needed was to know that his sister was being tormented by a bunch of thirsty photographers.

“Nothing, Nialler,” You smiled, hiding your anger. “I’m fine.”

“There’s that smile,” He laughed, jokingly pinching your cheeks. “C’mon, I’ve got popcorn!”

You followed him further into his house, while the others either hugged you or patted your back. You were thankful that you got along with the boys just as well as Niall did. The six of you were good friends, and you often met with them at Niall’s place like this.

The boys fell onto Niall’s couch, crowding around the television while Liam and Niall carried on with the video game they were battling each other in. You found a seat across the room, accidentally bumping your knee into a coffee table along the way. You hissed and grasped your knee, pulling your hands away to see them covered in a red substance that you quickly identified as your blood. That must have happened on your way in.

“Are you okay?” Niall asked, turning away from his game, where his eyes were met with the blood that poured from the wound on your knee. “Oh geez, you’re bleeding!” He shrieked, dropping the game controller while hurrying over to you. “What did you do?!”

“Niall, calm down, I’m fine,” You said through gritted teeth. But you obviously weren’t fine.

“No you’re not,” He growled, forcing you to sit down. “I’ll go grab a towel and something to clean this up. Stay here, okay?”

While Niall was away, the boys turned their attention to you. “Seriously, what happened?” Zayn asked, folding his hands together. “You know Niall’s just going to ask you again, anyway.”

You sighed and looked up at them. “I got attacked by a bunch of stupid paparazzi on the way here. But please don’t tell him. I don’t want Niall worrying about me. And I don’t need him babysitting me every two seconds, either,” You explained.

They stayed quiet, and you turned to see Niall standing behind you. You groaned as he walked around, kneeling down in front of you and placing a towel on your knee. “Don’t ever say that,” He told you, furrowing his eyebrows while slowly swiping the wet towel over your knee. “And don’t ever lie to me again. Just because I’m in this band doesn’t mean that I don’t have time to look after my sister,” He looked up, his eyes meeting yours.

“I’m sorry,” You said under your breath.

Niall shook his head, placing a bandage over the cut on your knee. “Don’t be sorry. I promise you, this will never happen again,” He bit his lip, standing up and placing his hand on your shoulder.

And it never did happen again, because after that day, Niall took it upon himself to assist you everywhere you went, no matter how much you protested.

**I hope this is what you wanted haha! :)**