Niall Gone Mad?! 1D Imagine/Fanfic

Part One!

A/N: Please note that I share this story around on a bunch of social media sites.. And to clear things up, I have written this story myself, though some others have helped me with some ideas for it. The first chapter was just an imagine but then it grew to the fanfic it is now.  If you see another copy like this, please let me know because it's my story... so.. yeah... ENJOY :D

 

“No! I’m so fucking tired of this; I can’t do this anymore!”  Niall yells at you as he throws the remote across the room.  You shrink away into the corner and try to hide, but he keeps yelling.  “I’m tired of not being able to see you.  Who knows what you do while I’m on tour?!”  He yells again and then points toward the door.  “You know, just get out, I’m tired of this!”  You get up and try to walk towards him.

                “But Niall I-“  You try to say quietly.

                “GET. OUT!”  He screams and pushes you towards the door.  You run out and slam it behind you, the tears starting to fall down your face.  You run out to your car and get in the driver’s seat and start the car, but sit there crying.  You put your head on the wheel and try to wipe away the tears.  Looking up, you pull out of the driveway and drive to Harry’s house.  You slowly get out of the car and shut the door, then go up to the door and knock.  A few seconds later, Louis answers the door.

                “Hello love what ar-.  What’s wrong?!”  Louis says, noticing your red eyes and pulling you into a tight hug.  You try to speak but end up sobbing and Louis tightens his hug and leads you inside, shutting the door quietly.  “Harry!”  Louis yells and Harry comes out of the kitchen with his cooking mittens on.

                “Who was at th-  What happened?!”  He immediately pulls off his mittens and comes and hugs you and Louis.  “Are you okay?  What the heck happened?”  He starts quickly asking you questions while they both lead you to the couch and sit on either side of you.

                “Niall… H-he got angry and I-I don’t know…”  You start crying again and Harry pulls you into his shoulder.  He must have said something over your head because Louis got up and went upstairs for something.  Harry whispers small things to you and runs his fingers through your hair, holding you close, until you quietly start to calm down.  Louis comes back with a cup of tea and hands it to you carefully and they both watch you as you take a sip every so often.

                Louis decides to speak up.  “What happened?”  He asks quietly and rubs his hand on your back gently to make sure you’re okay.

                “He… He assumed I was c-cheating while you all are on tour and made me leave and was throwing things and cussing…”  You look back down into your half empty cup of tea and a couple tears start running down your face again.

                “Son of a…” Harry mumbles under his breath.

                “Harry, relax.”  Louis says and looks between Harry and you.  You set the cup on the little coffee table and look around.  “Anything you need love?”  Louis looks at you.

                “Do you guys mind if I stay here tonight?  I wouldn’t wanna barge in or anything…”  You say, barely above a whisper.

                “No, please stay.  You aren’t bugging us at all; you know you’re always welcome here.”  Harry looks at you gently and smiles.  You shrug and look back at the ground.  “We’ll go get you some pillows and such, be right back!”  They both get up and run upstairs to grab the stuff and you lay across the couch and close your eyes.  Soon enough, you’re nearly asleep when you hear them coming back down the stairs.

                “Harry, I think she’s asleep..”  Lou comments and then gently puts a blanket over you as Haz slips a pillow under your head. 

                “Night love!”  They both say quietly and kiss your forehead before you fall asleep completely.  In the morning, you open your eyes slightly and see Harry and Louis standing at the front door.  You almost sit up before seeing Niall’s standing there arguing with them.

                “Lads, I’m sorry okay?  Please, I just want to see her!”  He says and tries to pass them, but they push him back.

                “You accuse her of cheating, tell her to leave, she comes here crying and falls asleep on the couch, and you think that’s okay?!”  Harry says as raises his voice.

                “Haz she’s still sleeping, stay quiet.”  Louis says.

                “Fine..”  He mumbles and leans on his shoulder against the doorframe.

                “How will I get to see her then?”  Niall complains and looks for you.  He sees you on the couch and manages to push through Lou and Harry.  He runs over and sits on the couch with you.

                “Don’t wake her up!  Dang Niall..”  Harry mumbles as he goes to the kitchen to make some breakfast.  You turn over and look up at Niall.

                “We’ll be back in a minute; don’t even dare Niall.”  Louis glares at Niall and smiles at you before following Harry into the kitchen.  Looking at Niall’s face, you can tell he either didn’t sleep or has been crying, probably both.  You can see his bloodshot eyes and he rubs them before looking at you.

                “I didn’t mean anything I said, you know this.  Please believe me, you know touring always stresses me out…”  He starts and you turn with your back to him, with your face into the corner of the couch.  He puts his head in his hands and by his breathing you can tell he’s crying again.  “Please, believe me.  I love you; I miss you so much.  I was so lonely last night.”  He says between breathes of air from crying.  He takes one of your hands and gently pulls you up and into a tight hug.  “Please”  He says as he start sobbing into your shoulder.  You take a deep breath and let it out slowly, before closing your eyes, leaning your head against his, and running a few fingers through his hair and quietly whispering to him.

                “It’s okay Niall, please stop crying.. I love you too.”  He looks up after a minute and sniffles.

                “Do you mean it?”  He rubs his nose as he asks.  You nod your head and smile, before he kisses you gently and pulls you into a really tight hug.  “I’ll never let you go.”  He whispers into your ear.