Niall Horan Imagines

Bully 2 (a.u.)

[Omg this is sort of like a mini Imagine series! So this is how it will go .

Part 1- He bullies you/the reason why he bullies youu{published}

Part 2- He Realizes it's wrong/he beats you up (;c) {published}

Part 3- He tries to apologize

Part 4- Y--

Actually.. I'm not going to give it all away just yet xD . it might be 6 or 7 parts. thats all you need to know c;]

"Why did you c-call me back here? Are you g-going to beat me up?" I stutter.

"I don't know yet, I'm pretty mad so maybe," Niall smirked cracking his knuckles. "Say to me what you said earlier."

"Niall," Liam whispers.

"Please don't make me," I stammer.

"Say it (y/n)!" Niall hollered.

I get a what seems like a sympathetic look from Liam and Zayn. Harry and Louis lean on the bleachers on both of my sides waiting.

"Why are you such a dick," I mumble trying to keep calm.

Niall smirked but something seems to flash in his mind making him furrow his eyebrows and grit his teeth. He slaps me and I stumble back with a shriek. I bring my hand up to my burning cheek and squeeze my eyes shut.

"You should watch your mouth when you talk to me," Niall said.

I open my mouth to speak but I couldn't get anything to come out. Niall grabs my hand and pulls it to my side shoving me into the bleachers. I arch my back and groan from pain. It's happening again. They're going to beat me up again.

My lip begins to quiver and Niall slaps me once again. I feel tears escape but wipe them way quickly. Niall clenches his fist and lifts his arm up, readying to punch me. I flinch and move across the bleachers as Niall swings hitting the bleacher.

"Fuck!" Niall shouts shaking his hand, "Harry grab her!"

"You shouldn't have moved," Harry whispered close to my ear, it was barely audible. He roughly pulled me in front of Niall, I try to pry his hand off of me but it's useless.

Niall pushes me to the floor and kicks me twice, I shriek in pain and wrap my arms around my stomach trying to ease the pain.

"You made me punch the bleacher! That fucking hurt!" Niall groans cracking his knuckles again.

Remembering the conversation from earlier, I think of a good thing to say at this exact moment to rattle his cage. As Niall tries to kick me again I manage to spit some words out.

"Good, now you feel the pain you've caused me."

Niall stops himself and furrows his eyebrows.

"What? That doesn't even make sense," Niall said.

"The pain you got from punching the bleacher is like the pain I get when you hit me, now you feel my pain," I cough trying to  mimic his accent. Why am I doing this?

"What? ..W-Wait," Niall stuttered, "YOU WERE LISTENING TO US!"

Niall kicked me once again, I laid on my side groaning.

"Niall," Liam said.

He continuously kicked me and I saw everything in  blur.

"Niall," Zayn and Liam chorused.