Niall Horan Imagines

You can tell me...

He held my hand tighter than he ever had before. I looked into his blue eyes looking for answers but all I found were questions.

*Flashback to earlier in the day*
It began just like another regular day, I woke up, got ready and by the time I was done, Niall was waiting for me at my doorstep, ready to drive us both to school.
"Hey!" I would always greet him with a light peck on the lips just as I opened the door.
"Hi." Was all he said, no emotion involved but I just shook it off, paying no attention to something as small and unimportant as that.
Turns out what I passed as 'small and unimportant' was actually my sign that something was wrong.
As we rode home I began to tell him about my day like I do everyday but he seemed off, that day he seemed different.
We arrived at my house and I looked up at him, "call you later?" I asked
No response, "Niall, what's wrong?" I asked
"Nothing is wrong (YN), why would you think that?" He put on a fake smile
"Ni? You know you can tell me anything, right?" I assured him as I held onto his hand
"Yeah" he looked at our hands as if debating to speak.
We sat in silence for what felt for hours but had only been seconds, "I got to go, but if you need anything please let me know!" I said as I leaned in, cupped his cheek and gave him a passionate kiss, I was sure he needed as comfort.
"Bye." Were his last words before driving off into the distance.
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