Niall Horan Imagines

Niall Imagine

{GET READY FOR FEELS. BEEP BEEP FUTHER MUCKERS NEXT STOP NIALL TOWN. }

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You guys break up.

I was sitting on the couch, at (y/n)'s, watching a movie. She's probably one of my best friends besides my band mates. I smile as she wraps her arms around me cuddling into my chest. I give her a peck on the lips as we scoot closer together. Did I forget to mention we are a couple? Well, yeah, We have been dating for about half a year. Nobody knew about us though, not even the lads. I have kept her a secret from everyone. She was fine with us being a secret at first but now she seemed a bit antsy and pissed off about having to sneak around with me. This is the first time in three weeks that we've got to be alone together.

"Want popcorn darlin'?" I ask standing up from her couch.

"Sure," She sighs sitting upright.

I walk towards her kitchen, I've nearly memorized this whole place. I glance back at (y/n) and frown, she looks so sad and disappointed. I walk back over to the couch and plop next to her, rubbing her arm.

"You're upset aren't ya?" I sigh.

She gives a small nod, "Niall why can't we just tell everyone?"

"Just because I don't want anyone else to know," I reply. {WRONG Answer Niall. lol sowwy 4 interrupting}

"You're embarrassed of me, a-aren't you?" She stutters.

"No babe, no that's not it," I reassure her, "You're absolutely amazing and if I could i would tell the whole world about us--"

"Than why don't you, What's stopping you Niall? Nothing is physically stopping you from simply holding my hand in public and telling management or fans that you aren't single!" She interrupts me. "I don't want to sound selfish, but you're my boyfriend and fan girls are all up on you thinking that you're single. Calling you theirs."

"You know why I can't tell anyone, because they will hate on you. I love my fans, but some of these girls can really be harsh! I don't want you to go through all of that," I retort.

(y/n) pulls my arms off of her and stands up placing her hand over her mouth. I see a tear trickle down her cheek. I stand up and grab her hand turning her around to face me.  She sniffles and tries to speak but i put a finger over her lips. This is escalating to quickly for me to handle.

"Darlin', you got to trust me. This is the best for us both. We can still do this, We can still be together and see each other," I smile weakly.

"No we can't!" She yells.

"We can! We can try! I lov-" I yell back.

"Niall don't yell at me!"

"I'm s-sorry," I stutter.

She turned her face away and sniffled holding her hand over her mouth. It kills me to see her cry, but even when she cries she's still beautiful. She's still an angel, my angel. I cant lose her, i just cant imagine my world without her.

"Please don't cry (y/n)," I try to comfort her.

"Niall, I can't do this," she cries hardly able to catch her breath.

"Okay, I'll give you space," I murmur backing away. "I'll be in the room--"

"No Niall, I can't do this," She sniffles.

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. She isn't saying this. She can't be. She isn't.

"Darlin' you're just not thinking straight right now," I try to pat her back but she swipes my hand away. What's going on. I don't get it. We we're happy just a few minutes ago. I was just cuddling with her watching a great movie. Why did i have to get up. Why did I have to go get damn popcorn.

"No, We can't do this. I don't like being your little...little secret!" She wailed.

"Babe--" I try to speak but she doesn't let me finish my sentence.

"I'm done Niall, I'm done," She cries wiping her tears. "I love you so much Niall but th-this isn't going to work."

I feel tears stinging my eyes.

"Babe please don't leave me," my lips quiver, the last bit comes out in a squeak seeing as I was about to burst into tears. I grab her small hands and pull her close but she pulls away stepping back.

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Your P.O.V.

I look at Niall through my blurred vision.

"Babe please don't leave me," he squeaks.

I sob into my hands after I look Niall in the eyes. I think I just broke his heart into millions of pieces. I just can't handle this anymore. It's to stressful. I love him with all my heart, but I feel like a doormat just letting him come whenever he wants weeks upon weeks. I want something secure. I know that Niall loves me but he's one of the most famous people on the planet, how am I to know what he's doing if I cant even call him or visit him when he's with other people. He's with people all the time so i get a slim to none chance of speaking to him at all.

"Niall, It's not you it's me,"

"Bullshit! It's me! It's all me! I'm the worst boyfriend ever, th-the worst!" His lip quivers as he throws his hands over his head. He tugs on his hair and then his hands fall down to cover his eyes. I can see his stomach rise and fall at a fast pace. He's trying his hardest to catch his breath but I can obviously tell it's difficult for him. He leans on a wall and falls to the floor.

"I'm sorry," I squeeze my eyes shut.

"Do you really want this? (y/n) I love you to pieces," He cries looking up to me.

There go the words I didn't want to hear. I think about it for a second and press my lips into a thin line. I nod wiping my face. Niall shakes his head and let's out another loud sob. You may think I'm being absolutely ridiculous, but I need to do this. I had been planning to talk to him about this for a week or two now, but I never got to see him during that time. I sure as heck didn't expect that Niall would come over today. So this is all so painful and difficult. He stands up and walks up to me trying to give me a hug. I back away waving my hands in front of his chest. I need Niall to leave before I say or do anything else stupid.

"No, Please don't," I frown.

"Just one hug, please," He pleads.

"Niall leave,"

He takes a step back and stands there in shock as if realising this is it.

"(y/n) you sure you want this? Are y-you seriously breaking up with me?" He asks seriously, wiping his nose. He looks at me with those beautiful eyes of his. I can't stand to look at them, I fell for those eyes.

I move a lock of my hair out of my face and reply "Yes."

He nods showing that he understands what I want to do and runs out the door grabbing his sweater. After he slams the door shut I run to my bed and fall into it.

"I did the right thing," I whisper to myself through the pillow.

"I did the right thing," I repeat not even believing myself.

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