||Niall Horan Imagines||

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You're boyfriend, Niall
Is a nerd you can say,

He gets bullied a lot
You stand up for him every time
You felt bad for him but there was nothing you could do
Those boys were seniors picking on their juniors which
Is extremely unprofessional.

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Niall's P.O.V

"You're pissing me off right now nerd!" The senior spat, as he pins me on the wall.

"You're as weak as always, hmm... I don't see your girlfriend anywhere, I wonder who's gonna save your butt this time, loser"
He says holding on to my collar.

"S-shut up! I-I don't need her!" I said, pushing him away from me.

"How dare you push me asshole!" The guy then walks up to me

"You want some huh?" He said

He punched me straight in the face, I lay on the grass as he comes closer
He picked me up and punched me multiple times.

My nose bleeding and my face was almost covered up in the blood, I could feel pain all over my face
I could feel all the bruises that my mom would later ask when I get home.

"Hey! Get away from him!" I heard a voice, unable to clear out who it was cause I was close to passing out.

"Hey! It's your girl here again to save the day for you nerd!" He said laughing as he backs away.

"Can't believe you still get saved by girls at 16?" He said looking straight into my eyes.

I got goosebumps just by that.

"Oh my gosh! Niall are you okay?" (Y/N), my girlfriend asks as she sits beside me taking out whatever medicine she's bought for me.

I didn't answer, I was pissed I didn't wanna be saved by her anymore
It's her fault I get bullied, getting saved by a girl...

"Niall, talk to me," she said, holding my hand.

I moved my hand away from hers as I stood up in front of her.

"(Y/N), will you just stop trying to stand up for me!"  I shouted at her, she looks at me in shock.

"What? I'm not 'trying' Niall! I am doing it!"

"You know! It's your fault I get bullied you keep coming, standing up for me! All I'm asking you is to stop, alright!" I shouted, my hands were clenched I was mad.

"Well if you weren't so-... never mind it!" (Y/N) screamed and stormed away.

I was mad, mad at myself for screaming at her whilst it is my fault for being so weak

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From that day I put up with having fighting class, I wanted to show (Y/N) I'm not just a loser
Who gets beaten up daily

I see her watching fights of other people, and she seems pretty into it
This was my chance to impress (Y/N) with what I can do.