Imagines // Commentary Cancer :)

Skype bestfriends - Pyrocynical

You and Niall have been internet bestfriends for over 3 years.You're both dying to meet each other but both of your schedules were crazy these past few months. Plus the fact that you two live in different countries - Australia and England - didn't help.

It was a Wednesday night, at exactly 7pm, and you had just finished recording a video for your Youtube Channel.

You open the Skype tab on your Pc, press on Pyro's profile and call him. It was your thing, everyday at 7pm you'd Skype. Maybe you'd record a video with him, sometimes you'd just talk to each other for hours. But most nights you'd just sit in the comfortable silence - sometimes talking - while you play random multiplayer games.

There had been a time when Niall was close to visiting you. You had sent over your address and he was supposed to visit the following week. But he got held up at a conference and couldn't make it. It bummed you both out a lot, but he promised to make it up too you.

The dial tone sounded through your headset, ringing in your ears.
You were confused as to why it was taking so long for him to reply. Eventually the call disconnected, frowning you quickly called again. There had only been one instance where Niall didn't answer, it was when Hyojin broke up with him. He was a mess and didn't want to bother you with his sobbing - so he declined, again and again until he finally gave up and answered - you couldn't understand why he would think you would be annoyed but helped him get over her nonetheless.

This time you had a bad feeling. He had always picked up, even if it took two calls. But it was 7 calls later and still nothing but the stupid dial tone bouncing from the headset. Sighing you closed the Skype tab, pulling out your phone and calling him.

He picked up almost instantly,

"Niall what the fuck? I though you died." You screamed into the receiver.

"(Y/n) calm down, I have a surprise for you." He says calmly, although he did sound extremely puffed out.

There was a knock at your door and you walked over to answer. Immediately getting the shock of your life. You drop your phone, letting it fall against the tiled floor. Your jaw fell wide open. There, stood in front of you, was the man himself.

Your best friend Niall - and crush, but you would never admit that to anyone.

You ran into his arms and practically jumped onto him. Latching your arms around his waist - He was a lot taller then you and you couldn't reach his neck - burying your face into his chest. Just as he squeezes you tightly against his chest, you feel your cheeks getting wet. The salty tears stinging your eyes as you step backwards, taking in the sight before you. Niall was here, at your apartment, in the flesh.

"Hey, (y/n)." He mumbles softly, wiping the tears from your eyes, letting tears of his own slide down his puffy cheeks. Pulling you back into a hug, you sigh in content.

"I can't believe your here." You say softly, tightly hugging him. He mumbles back a response, one you didn't hear, and steps back from the hug. Taking the handle of his suitcase and smiling at you,

"So can I come in?" He asks with a goofy smile. You laugh and help him get his luggage inside.

"How long are you here for?" You ask as you place his bags in your spare room.

"For about a month." Niall replies, looking into your eyes for a response.

"This is amazing!" You squeal, jumping up and down. He laughs with you,

"Okay fag, calm down." He jokes, pushing you softly. You laugh again. Smiling at the thought of living with Niall for a month.

For the rest of the night, you guys were snuggled up on the lounge. Watching some random movie you begged to watch. But Niall spent the whole movie looking at you in admiration. He had never seen someone so perfect, in his eyes you were amazing. But he knew you would never think of him in anyway but a best friend.

You ended up passing out on Niall, but he didn't care. He stroked your hair softly, smiling down at the sight. Your head in his lap, feet spread out on the large lounge, a blanket covering you completely. Niall wasn't tired, but as he copied the rhythm of your breathing he dozed off into a peaceful sleep. A sleep full of dreams of his favourite person.

You.

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So I noticed I hadn't made a Pyro imagine. So here it is :)

I've also noticed that the whole book is fluff. So let me know if you want some angst or something different.

We're so close to 1k reads, I couldn't thank u guys enough honestly.

- Emeryx