Niall Horan Imagines

Savior

"He lifted me up and gave me hope,
The next minute, he let me go,

Leaving me lying there, crying,
Feeling worthless and more broken than before..."

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[ Y/N's POV ]

"Babe..." He mumbled softly, his hands caressing my cheeks gently.

I pushed his hand away, eventhough deep in my heart I just wanted to forgive him and forget everything. He has always been my close friend after all. But no, I'm not going to let him off so easily, because I'm pretty sure his accusation was wrong . I folded my arms and refused to look at him stubbornly.

"Babe, I promise it isn't lie, okay? Now, will you please forgive me?" He pleaded with his soothing voice.

"Stop calling me 'babe'. I'm not yours, and I have a boyfriend." I said, trying to sound stern. "And how many times am I supposed to say, we're just friends, nothing more!"

Just then, Jordan, my boyfriend, arrived and walked towards me. "Hey baby," He pulled me close and gave me a quick kiss on my cheeks, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Baby, let's spend some time together."

Niall sighed in frustration, forming a frown in his face as he shook his head. He scratched the back of his head and immediately walked away as soon as he saw Jordan.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm not in the mood today." I said truthfully, hoping that he would understand.

"Having a rough day, huh? It's fine then. Let me drive you home first." He offered.

I nodded in agreement before following him to his car. I took off my jacket, folding it before placing it at the back seat. He started the ignition and started driving.

When the car stopped at the red light, he placed his hand on my thigh. "Are you hungry?"

"No," I pushed away his hand. "I just want to go home."

He let out a soft sigh, although I know that he was clearly frustrated with my behaviour today. "Alright then..."

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Once we've arrived, I said, "Thanks for the ride. See you tomorrow."

He smirked, "Can't I get a kiss first?"

"Alright." I leaned in and gave a quick peck on his cheek before getting out of the car so that he couldn't demand for more. "Okay, see you."

He waved at me before driving off. I walked into my house slowly. Feeling exhausted, I placed my bag on the floor and lie down on the couch. My thoughts invaded my mind.

Why am I feeling different about Jordan? It feels like we were so distant these days. Is this how it feels like to fall out of love?

I almost dozed off, but a knock on the door stopped me. I groaned, walking lazily to the door and swing open the door, revealing the blonde boy wearing a snapback.

He gave me a small smile. "Hey (Y/N)!"

"Hi Niall. Uhm, may I know why are you here?" I asked, and realised I sounded a little rude. I then continued, "No, I mean— I'm just asking."

"Yeah yeah, I get it. You're afraid your boyfriend sees us and gets mad, right?" He sighed. "Anyway, I came here to speak to you, well, if you don't mind spending some time?"

I raised my eyebrows in confusion. "What's so important, Niall?"

"Indeed this matter is really important. Look, I'm just trying to help you, okay?" He stated, placing his hand on my shoulder in attempt to assure me.