Niall Horan Imagines

Start Over (Request) h.s.

Keep in mind this is a Harry imagine.

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I walked into our apartment that morning, stretching. I had fallen asleep in my car at a rest stop the previous night, and I drove home that next dawn.

I put down my suitcase from the little vacation I took. Everything was overwhelming, even Harry, so I got away for a few days to the city.

I heard his voice in the kitchen and smiled, hoping we could get right back on track. I entered the threshold, immediately withdrawing that thought, or any thought of happiness.

Watching in horror, Harry's lips met Taylor Swift's, and I wanted to scream.

"It's over," I shouted, making both of them jump. The way he had looked at her after they kissed was the way I always wanted to be looked at by him. The first week of our relationship was like that, but I guess he got bored, and that was evident.

The look on his face, horror, prompted me to get out, so I just grabbed my suitcase that I had brought home and pushed out of that black hole.

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T H R E E M O N T H S L A T E R

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I giggled at Perrie as she took a selfie with an absolutely hideous hat inside some random store in the mall.

"Instagram," she laughed, walking with me into the corridors once more.

"Want some food?" I asked. "There's pizza, Wendy's, sushi-" She rammed into some guy due to looking down at her phone, and I had to turn away to laugh to myself.

"I'm so sorry-Hey, Harry!" I heard her exclaim. Before I turned around, I began to walk away nonchalantly, like I wasn't even there. I didn't want to talk to him.

"Hannah?" I heard him say. I didn't flinch, continuing to walk. He repeated my name, and I felt his hand slip into mine. I flipped around, snatching my hand back.

"Leave me alone," I sneered, looking directly into the eyes of the man I once loved.

"I just want one minute of your time," he pleaded, making me put my hands on my hips.

"45 seconds," I corrected rudely, staring at my watch.

"I was confused. I thought you had broken up with me when you didn't come back that first morning when you left, and you weren't answering your phone. Taylor came over, and-"

"That's enough," I interjected. He sighed.

"Can you forgive me?" he wondered. I exhaled slowly.

"Of course I can," I shrugged, uncrossing my arms from my chest. He grinned, reaching out to hug me.

"But, we're not back together," I scoffed, thinking it had been obvious.

"Oh," he spoke, staring at the ground. "Give me a second chance," he implored of me. I started to shake my head, but he continued.

"Let's start over, clean slate, new memories," he offered, and I thought on it.

"Hi, I'm Hannah," I smiled, reaching out to shake his hand. He blinked, and then complied, shaking my hand.

"I'm Harry," he beamed.

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thanks to Hannahstyles2379 for requesting this! I hope you liked it and I'm so sorry for the wait

thanks for reading! please leave a comment of what you thought. if you would like an imagine, let me know in the comments as well.

No mean to be rude but like no more of these, please? it's a Niall book and I shouldn't have said this was acceptable. These ones aren't as fun to write :/ sorry!

I love you guys! I'M BACK OKAY YAY

Mel xx