Niall Horan Imagines

#166 = You find out he's dying

*WARNING* You will cry! Don't say I didn't warn you! *WARNING*

"(Y/N)-

"Tell me it's not true!" I yelled, tears brimming my eyes as Niall sat silently on the couch. "P-please..." I choked out.

He slowly looked up at me with a defeated stare claiming the thoughts I didn't want to be true. A sob escaped my mouth and I fell to my knees as the tears now flowed freely.

My sobs became louder and my body lightly shook.

"(Y-Y/N)..." Niall fell to his knees in front of me. His shaky hands gripped my shoulders before he fell into me. I held him tightly as we both cried hard echoing the room.

"Y-you can't d-die!" You choked out as he wrapped his arms around your head and hid you in his chest. Like he was trying to hid you from the truth.

Niall was dying. He had been diagnosed with cancer in his prostate that no one knew about. Not even him.

"I love y-you..." he sniffled making you cry harder.

Gripping his shirt desperately, he pushed his forehead on yours before planting shaky kisses all around your face.

"H-how long...?" He lingered his lips on your cheek before sniffling.

"2-2 Months..." Two months to live...you went wide eyed and a physical pain ached your stomach.

"No..." he opened his eyes and looked at you brokenly. "No. No, no, no! NO! NO NIALL! NO!" You screamed and he cupped your face.

"I-it's ok..." he choked and you continued to cry.

"Y-you have t-to stay with m-me..." you sobbed hard and loud.

"I promise... e-even when you c-can't see m-me..." you shook your head and wrapped him in a tight hug as you cried freely on his shoulder. "I'll wait for you. I-I'll wait an eternity for y-you."

"Please..." you begged wanting the painful truth to disappear.

Your Niall was dying with 2 months to live. What was life worth living for when he was gone.

You treasured his embrace. You treasured his flaws and his scent. And you knew once he was gone you would become broken. You were already slowly breaking but one your heart was snapped into 2. There was no going back.

(WHY DO I HAVE TO CRY WHILE WRITING SOMETHING SAD?!)

~ NouisHoransons_child