Niall Horan Imagines

Bully (a.u.)

I walk to school every morning at the same time and on the same route, usually I'm alone, but today was different. I felt like someone was following me, but every time I looked in back of me nobody was there. As I entered the school gates I see a car pull up into the parking lot. A boy with blond-brownish hair stepped out and leaned on the car pulling out a box of Newport's. He grabs a single cigarette and places it between his lips as he searches for something in his pocket.

I took a deep breath and kept walking, that guy right there with the Newport's is my bully. Niall Horan.

"Hey I've been looking for ya all over the place princess," Niall called from behind me.

I can almost feel the smirk on his face. I slowly turn round while clenching the strap of my book bag. He let out smoke from his nose and moth while walking toward me. My mind is telling me to run but my body is unresponsive.

"What do you got for me today (y/n)?" Niall pulls his sun glasses off and places them on the hem of his navy blue T-shirt

I stare at him and stutter, "N-Nothing."

He laughed releasing a puff of smoke in my face.

"You expect me to believe that? I saw you just a few minutes ago, ya sure looked like ya had something then," He laughed.

I mentally curse him out, so I was being followed. Niall waved his lit cigarette in my face while letting out more smoke from his mouth. I cough while waving my hand trying to get the smoke to go away.

"Want some?" He smiled devilishly.

I shake my head and take a step back.

"Aw princess piss pants doesn't like to smoke," Niall said stepping even closer.

When I was in my freshman year of highschool I had the most embarrassing thing happen to me. During an assembly I had to use the loo really bad but nobody would let me go, so I held it in. The announcer made a joke and I laughed basically peeing myself. Since then Niall has called me princess piss pants, or just princess. Niall walked behind me and pushed me causing me to fall flat on my face.

He pulled me back up by grabbing my arm harshly, He snatched the book bag off of my back and started going through it. He threw things out the book bag left and right and smiled when he found my small pink clutch.

"Here it is," Niall blurted waving it in the air.

"Please don't," I beg.

"Thanks for your donation princess," Niall snorted placing all of the contents of my clutch in his pocket.

"Why are you such a dick!" I shout soon regretting it.

Niall looked around to see everyone starring. He pulled me by the hem off my T-shirt and gave me a cold stare, "Meet me after school behind the bleachers. If you don't show up you'll be in excruciating pain. Trust me."

He let go of me and threw my clutch and my bag on the floor dropping his cigarette on it. He stepped on it and walked away like nothing. I feel tears stinging my eyes but I blink them away grabbing my things and dusting them off. He's going to beat me up again, isn't he? Everyone stared at me as I sped walk into the school building.

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I walk into the courtyard slowly, I'm scared shitless right now. Last time I came here Niall and his four friends jumped me. They had fractured my ribs and when I was asked how I got hurt, I was to afraid to tell anyone. Nobody knows about my bully, except me. As I near the bleachers I hear a faint conversation.

"Mate, we can't do this forever," said the voice I recognized as Liam, one of Niall's friends.

"Well she deserves this," Niall shouted making me jump from the other end of the bleachers.

"She's a girl, I feel bad enough beating someone up, seeing its a girl makes things worse. It's not our fault she broke your heart," Zayn accompanied.

I hear a thud and a few gasps. I myself contain a gasp, what does he mean I broke his heart. I had never even been with Niall, ever. No way in hell could I be with a douch bag like him.

"Niall what the hell!" Zayn shouted.

"Let go of him Niall," Louis sighed.

"Don't EVER say that again! You know how angry that shit makes me!" Niall stressed.

"Well if the shoe fits, wear it," Zayn retorts.

"That was years ago," Niall huffs.

There is a silence and out of nowhere there is a shattering nose, like a glass bottle.

"What the heck man! That cost me ten bucks and a fake i.d!" Harry shouts.

"Zayn can pay you back, it's his fault I threw it," Niall scoffed.

"I'm not paying him, you threw it because you got mad I mentioned your sweet (y/n)," Zayn cooed.

This is really making me feel awkward, why are they talking about me like this. What are they talking about, and why is Niall so angry?

"I still think this is wrong, Niall can't you just talk to her instead of hurting her?" Liam sighed.

Yeah why don't you Niall?

"No, that's a stupid idea, she needs to feel the pain she caused me," Niall scoffed.

"You aren't seeing the bigger picture here. She never knew you liked her in the first place so how could she know she hurt you. What could she have done differently?" Liam said.

How and why is this kind sweetheart willing to be Niall's friend.

"She could have not gone out with my friend that's for fucking sure," Niall murmured.

What?

"They aren't dating anymore, I helped break them up remember?" Harry chimes, "That Austin guy was a square anyway, no need to be jealous of him any more."

I've eavesdropped enough.

"Princess piss pants, you actually showed," Niall hollered as I stepped behind the bleachers into view.

"Y-Yeah," I stutter.

(Part 2 will be posted soon ;D)