Niall Horan Imagines

I Do Now (Request)

*CAUTION. Possibly triggering. Read at your own risk.*

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My arm burned with pain, only fueling the power my veins needed to release the blood that was flooding down my arm from the three cuts.

Niall wasn't home, and he wouldn't be anytime soon.

My day had been terrible, and all of the hate I had gotten had made me go to some extremes.

But I felt better. I think.

The door to the bathroom was open to let in cool air, and I was standing over the bathtub so I wouldn't get it everywhere.

"Madison?" I heard Niall call suddenly. He was really close.

"Niall!" I exclaimed, watching as he walked right into the bathroom. I dropped the razor because he couldn't see my arm yet. I let out a yell.

"It cut me!" I yelled in false surprise. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"I was about to shave my legs, and you scared me!" I continued, lying to save my own skin.

"Madison," he said lowly, starting towards me.

"It's bleeding," I whined, trying to wipe off the streams of blood.

"How could it cut you three times all in straight lines?" he asked me, not even fooled. I stared at him, thinking he was joking but knowing I had lost.

Tears came quicker than I expected, but he didn't comfort me.

"I'll help clean you up," he spoke, walking off to the kitchen to get the First-Aid kit.

He cleaned them off, wrapping them in bandages.

"Niall, I'm-" My breathing caught, and I stopped. He looked at me.

"This is so stupid," he hissed. I winced in confusion.

"What?" I asked. He stood up and took a few steps away.

"You don't realize that there are other ways to get your anger or sadness out. This is selfish, Madison," he scolded me like I was a child. I didn't respond.

"Take it out on me! Hit me, scream at me, but don't hurt yourself!" he yelled at me, covering his face afterwards. I stood up, walking over to him.

"I'm sorry," I whispered close to him, bringing him in for a hug, careful of my fresh wounds.

"Never again. Don't ever do it again," he choked out into my neck. I blinked.

"I promise," I sighed, glad that I could begin to escape this lethal addiction.

"I love you. You know that, right?" I let go of him, looking into his tear-filled eyes, ready to overflow.

"I do now."

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thanks to whateverhemmings for requesting this! I hope you liked it!

I do not encourage cutting. You are so much better than that.

thanks for reading! please leave a comment of what you thought. if you would like an imagine, let me know in the comments as well.

I love you all, okay? Okay.

Mel xxxx