Now, we all know that Niall James Horan would NEVA EVA do that but remember, this is just an imagine.
YOU
it was 2am. 2 in the fucking morning. i still cant believe hes not home. i know he had to go to the studio but it takes this long?!
i heard the door open and slam shut.
"what the fuck?" i said.
"Niall?" i called.
"what!" he said harshly.
"whoah whoah, i didnt mean to bug you." i said in a hurtful tone.
"leave me alone."
"what?"
"leave me alone." he says again.
"what's your problem? all i wanted to do is to welcome you back and i get this?"
"i dont give a shit. get your ass to bed."
"NIALL JAMES HORAN! DO NOT AND I MEAN NOT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!"
"UGH YOURE SO ANNOYING (Y/N)! I CANT BELIEVE I LOVE YOU! YOU WONT LEAVE ME ALONE AND YOU ALWAYS ASK ME WHERE I AM 24/7!"
"NO I DON'T! NOT ALL THE TIME!"
"YES YOU DO!"
"WHAT'S WITH YOU TODAY?! WHAT HAPPENED?! WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS?!"
"NOTHING HAPPENED AND ITS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! YOU ALSO DESERVE THIS, TOO!"
"DESERVE WHAT?!"
after i said that my left cheek was stinging. i had tears in my eyes. i looked at Niall in horror and backed away from him.
"Princess, i-i'm so sor-"
"no youre not. dont even think about calling me. EVER!"
"Princess, please dont do th-"
"shut up! leave me alone! take your ass to bed! i dont give a shit! what did i do to deserve this?!" you say sobbing.
"im sor-"
"Niall, you should feel ashamed. very ashamed. we're over."
you grab your phone and storm out the "use to be shared flat".
