Niall Horan Imagines

One Chance (Request)

"I'm nervous," he breathed out, making me groan abit to myself.

"You and I both," I reminded him, squeezing his hand. I rang the doorbell, hearing someone run to answer it. I hoped it was Kyle; I hadn't heard from him in a while.

My 19 year old brother did, in fact, open the door.

"Hey, Chrys. Is this Niall?" he wondered, leaning on the door frame.

"No, it's our mom in a body suit," I scowled, slightly joking with him. He smirked, pulling me in for a hug.

"Missed you, sis," he mumbled. I let go, smiling at him.

"Where are mom and dad?" I wondered, glancing behind him.

"Out on the back porch," he said ominously. When I was 13 and had my first boyfriend, my parents scared him half-to-death on the back porch one night. I hoped Niall wouldn't be the same. He was so much better than some 'boyfriend' I would have for a week. I loved him.

"Alright," I sighed, pulling on Niall's hand. He stopped when we got in the door, letting go of my hand to shake Kyle's.

"Niall," he spoke. Kyle snorted.

"I know. I'm Kyle," he introduced, making me roll my eyes.

"Ready?" I asked Niall. He stared at me, looking overly anxious.

"I guess," he spoke, chewing on his lower lip. We walked through the house out onto the porch, and I exhaled quietly and quickly to myself.

"Hi Mom. Dad," I greeted, smiling at them as we sat down in front of them and a small table.

"Hello, Chrys," my mom scowled. I frowned, seeing her glare at Niall. My dad was a little more lenient.

"You must be Niall," he smiled warmly, trying to be nice. I could tell they were on edge about him, especially my mom.

"Yes, sir," Niall smiled back, giving me a fleeting plea for help.

"How have you been?" I wondered, smiling lightly.

"Pretty good, until now," my mom scoffed, making me want to scream at her.

"Mom," I hissed. She shook her head.

"He's in some stupid punk boyband and you want me I accept him?" she nearly yelled.

"What he does does not speak for the wonderful man he is," I almost shouted, surprising everyone.

"One chance," I spoke, loosening my muscles. "He's never disappointed me, so why would he be any different with this?" I wondered. Everyone was silent.

"I like him," my dad shrugged, giving me a small smile. I beamed at him, turning back to my mom.

She held her chin high for a few seconds, but then sighed.

"One chance, and that's it," she said sternly.

Niall and I nodded, and they went inside. I stared over at him, watching his eyes from 'okay' into 'not-so-much.'

"How am I supposed to impress them, Chrys?" he almost shouted. I got up and knelt down next to his chair, holding his hand.

"You're amazing to me, and that's all that matters. I've never liked Harry's bird tattoos (a/n that is a complete lie) but I've learned to accept the person he is." He snorted at that, laughing with me.

"I love you," he sighed. I grinned at him, feeling my stomach flip just like every time he said that.

"I love you, too." He leaned down and kissed me, and I felt our love strengthen.

And not only had he already won my heart, but he won their's, as well.

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