Niall Horan Imagines

Valentine's Day (Request) (Part One)

Niall Horan was undoubtedly the only person in my class that was capable of being as sweet as he was.

He gave teachers flowers every week. He gave random people gifts. He left notes of encouragement in random people's lockers. Some people called him gay, but I thought it was extremely amazing.

Valentine's Day was over done. It always is. I was single that day, but I still put on a cute outfit (pic on side).

My crush on Niall Horan was a secret to everyone. He was too good for me.

I woke up that morning ready to go back to sleep. My body was completely dead, and even though it was a Friday, it felt like a Monday. I groaned once but complied, knowing I would get chocolates from my parents. That was enough to get me up and moving.

I arrived at school on time, seeing cards, chocolates, flowers, and overexcited kisses being handed out.

Niall Horan was in my first period class, and he handed out candy to everyone before the bell rung.

Everyone except me.

Great. He hates me, I scowled to myself as the class started. As I looked back, he had never given me anything. I'd witnessed all of his excessive sweetness and compassion, but none of it had ever been received by me.

And then my day was completely ruined.

I brought my knees up to my chest on the bus as I rode home that afternoon, wondering what I had ever done to him. I had known him since freshman year -- well, when I say know, I mean I saw him in the hallways -- and now we were seniors.

A car pulled out of our driveway as I trudged off the bus, and I forgot about it before I stepped inside.

"How was your day, sweetheart?" my mom called, coming to greet me from the kitchen.

"Uneventful," I grumbled, turning on my phone as I took it out of my bag.

"Well, there's a present in your room," she spoke, drying her hands on a towel.

"From who?" I asked. She had already given me my present, along with my dad.

"It's a surprise," she smirked, disappearing once more. I furrowed my eyebrows. I wasn't really in the mood for a mystery.

I ascended the stairs, eager to see what it was despite my emotional state.

I swung open the door, expecting some lame teddy bear. My eyes landed on my bed, and my mouth dropped open.

"Oh. My. Gosh." I could not believe it.

Spelled out in various candies was YOU'RE THE SWEETEST GIRL I'VE EVER MET!!! (check external link for pic)

There was a note taped on the adjacent wall, and I tore it off, trying to not to smile.

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Dear Darycia,

Happy Valentine's Day. I waited all day just to do this for you, so I'm sorry if you felt left out.

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I looked on the second half of the folded card. There was an arrow with a caption.

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Look on the right corner of the bed.

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There was a pear with a match for a stem. I picked it up, letting the smile form on my confused face.

A little paper heart was attached with writing on it.

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We're a PEARfect MATCH. -Your secret admirer.

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But I think I had a pretty good idea who it was.

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thanks to DaryciaDoll for requesting this! I love your username omg

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I love you guys! I say it every time, but it's true.

Mel xx